The "Royal Garden" (Usurper)

Endurance 2- Sleepover Pt. 4: Let's Raise Hell!
“Are you sure you don’t know her?

“I’m sure, Usurper. Leave me alone about this.” Corvid sat back down at the table, and put his head down. Everybody was tired right now, except for him. Usurper hummed to himself, pacing around the house. Eventually, he went outside and stared at a Cyrill vine. There was one that calmed you down, right? Maybe it would help him sleep. But he was going to play roulette with this, instead of actually taking the time to figure out which is which. He grabbed one at random, and ate it.

Okay, that wasn’t the one that would make him fall asleep. He just felt more chaotic than usual! How fun!

Usurper walked back into the house, humming louder than usual. He was just pretty much pacing around, trying to figure out what he wanted to do. He wanted to do something, pull some shit, but what? 

“Hey, Usurper, can you shut up?” Corvid shouted at him, his head still on the table. “I’m trying to sleep.”

“Then why aren’t you in your sleeping bag?”

“My what?”

“Your sleeping bag. Where you sleep.”

“Uh, because I didn’t know you had sleeping bags.”

“Let me go get it.” Usurper went to a closet and grabbed two sleeping bags, then grabbed a bucket of evercool water. “Hey, Corvid, here’s your sleeping bags!” Usurper shouted before dumping the bucket on him.

Corvid stared up at him. He noticed Tsarina and Cyano sneaking out, but Cyano nodded at him, as her way of saying she’ll be back. “Can you go to bed, please? Kiralyno is already asleep, and I think our daughters are tired too.”

“And what if I don’t?”

“If you don’t, well-”

Tsarina and Cyano came back with an open green Poffdula pod. “Hey dad, we got something for you!” Tsarina chirped, and handed Usurper the pod. 

Usurper slurped it down, loving the bitter taste, but noticing the odd burn in his mouth. Wait, did these motherfuckers-

Yeah, they did. Usurper suddenly went calm. “Yeah, I’ll… Go to bed now. Here’s your actual sleeping bags.” Usurper tossed them over to Corvid and Cyano. “Night.” He walked off to his bedroom, and curled up in his bed, quickly falling asleep.

(Words- 372)

Endurance 4- Sleepover Pt. 8: Watch Your Damn Mouth! Sincerely, Zachrin Corvid
“Well, alright, whatever Usurper.” Corvid stared down at his breakfast, and sighed. “Are you at least going to give me something to eat it with?”
Usurper slid over a fork. Corvid picked it up, and hesitantly poked at it.
“What exactly is it?
“The main dish is Axolabeb nodes and glow grapes in a green Poffdula sauce. The side is a salad of Blob-Eating Bulb leaves, also in a green Poffdula sauce.
“You really like green stuff, huh?”
“Mhm. Now eat it, fatass.”
Corvid hesitated for another moment, before taking a bite out of the first dish. “Hmm…” he said, with a strange look on his face. He then ate a bit of the salad, once again saying “Hmm…” and continued eating it.
“How’s it taste?”
“Well, Usurper… It’s not terrible. However, sour and bitter don’t really compliment each other. Same thing with the salad, the bitterness doesn’t really compliment its meaty flavor. It’s alright, though. I’m eating it, so obviously it isn’t absolutely terrible.”
Corvid seemed to strike a nerve with Usurper. “I’m sorry?”
“I’m not going to go through the process of explaining all over again. I don’t want to fight over this.”
“My food is good, not awful, fatass.”
“I didn’t say it was awful, I said it wasn’t to my tastes. Our tastes can be different, and apparently are different. Also, why do you keep calling me fatass?”
“Because that’s what you are.”
“I don’t even know what that means, Usurper.”
Usurper took a deep breath, and mentally got ready for what Corvid would probably do after he says this. It’s been way too long since he’s antagonized Corvid, anyway.
“Perhaps you should ask your daughter, considering you were too much of a fatass to fight me and be able to save her-”
As he expected, Corvid got up and raked him with his talons. Usurper didn’t even move, just stared at him and grinned. He was ready to take every single hit, and just make Corvid even worse by just responding with a smile. Corvid then whacked him out of his seat, and held Usurper down to the floor. For a moment, Usurper thought he was going to pop him again.
“Dad, stop! Cyano shouted.
Corvid hesitated for a moment, then let Usurper go. He took a few steps back and started crying. “I’m sorry Cyano, I-”
“Shh, don’t say anything, Dad. It’s okay.” Cyano then turned to Usurper, ticked off. “Where’s your apology?”
“He started it-”
“No, he fucking didn’t. YOU DID! Me and Tsarina watched the entire thing. You can’t let anybody have a good fucking day without ruining it some way, somehow huh?”
Tsarina fluttered up to Corvid, and pressed herself against him. She gave Usurper a little stare before turning her focus back on Corvid.
Kiralyno walked out of the room, obviously having just woke up. “What’s all the commotion-” She took one good look at what was happening, and just said, “Really, Usurper? Really?”
“He started-”
“For the second time, you did!” Cyano snapped back.
“Usurper, take a walk,” Kiralyno said, sighing and grabbing some water for Corvid.
“Fine, whatever, I’ll take a fucking walk,” Usurper growled, and left the house, slamming the door behind him.

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