A Love To Last~~~Kuzco x Reader

Chapter Six

"What's the chance of you carrying me?" Kuzco implored Pacha.

"Slim to none," he answered. I trudged on behind the two.

"Will the two of you talk about something that doesn't involve you two arguing?" I exclaimed, while rolling my eyes.

"Ahh, (y/n) it's touching to know that you can't resist me," Kuzco said, falling back to walk with me. How did he get that out of my last question?

"Okay, reminder," I said after rolling my eyes, "One, you are a llama. Two, you lied to me just over an hour ago. Three, just over an hour ago, you were going to leave me to my potential death when I was hanging by tangled rope along with my uncle. Four, you want to take down my village. You see where this is adding up?"

He looked off to the side, a bit guilty.

"But, I forgive you. Even if you never say sorry. I don't know why, but I do forgive you."

"Why?"

"Because I'd be a bad commanding officer if I didn't. Plus, Pacha raised me, you kinda get used to being nice to people, or llamas, even when they aren't nice to you. It's called compassion and kindness. Although, every once in a while, in the palace, I have a mental debate whether or not to kill you for being annoying," I said, making a joke. Thankfully, Kuzco laughed. "As you can see, it's going really well for you."

Laughter and conversation soon buzzed through us both. It sometimes even included pranks on Pacha. We would apologize and continue on our previous conversation. That was until Kuzco made a very good prank on Pacha by collapsing and stating that he had low blood sugar. This made Pacha sympathetic and carry Kuzco the rest of the way to the restaurant.

"Low blood sugar?"

"Yeah, it's a curse," Kuzco said. I rolled my eyes at Kuzco's acting before seeing that we were at the restaurant. I couldn't see how my Uncle Pacha couldn't tell that Kuzco was lying, curse his kindhearted soul. We got to the front door of the restaurant and found a little problem. There was a sign that said, "No Llamas."

Kuzco looked at me and then smirked. I'm definitely going to either regret this or find this hilarious. Maybe both.

"Welcome to Mudka's Meat Hut, home of the mug of meat. What'll it be?" the monotone waitress asked the table next to me. The table next to me consisted of Pacha and a dressed up Kuzco, who looked like a woman, specifically Pacha's wife. I was sitting alone so it wouldn't look weird when Pacha and Kuzco acted. It was already weird enough watching the both of them, imagine actually sitting with them.

"Oh whatever you say pumpkin. You know what I like," Kuzco said, pulling off a high-pitched voice and batting his now much longer eyelashes.

"We're on our honeymoon," Pacha said, convincingly to the waitress who seemed to not care at all. "We'll take two specials."

"Bless you for coming out into public-" she said sarcastically and then turned to my table, "What would you like, Miss?"

"I'll take the pork and veggie platter with a side of rice," I stated, handing her the menu.

"Oh and can we have the onion log, to split?" Kuzco asked. The waitress nodded and then yelled the orders out to the chef. Once she left, we all burst out laughing.

"Okay, I'll have to admit this was a good idea," Pacha stated, still chuckling.

"When will you learn that all my ideas are good ones?" Kuzco asked.

"That's funny, because I beg to differ. I thought that you going into the jungle by yourself, being chased by jaguars, and lying to us both to take you back to the palace were all...tremendously bad ideas," I contradicted.