The Muffiny Kings (Skephalo Sequel) COMPLETED

The Drunken King

Muffinhead_Alex your in charge of telling me if I made any spelling errors, good luck. :D

Bad sat at his desk, writing a letter to quackity. Telling him that the detectives didn't find anything suspicious.

Skeppy came into the office, holding something behind his back. They were still on good terms. Skeppy was making small improvements everyday. "Hey Bad...are you busy?"

Bad looked up, he appreciated everytime Skeppy came to talk to him. He took it for granted before the incident, but now cherished every second of Skeppy being around him. "A little bit. I have a lot of things to sign today. As well as letters to write. Do you need something?"

Skeppy walked over and placed a bottle of expensive wine on Bad's desk. He had found it in the wine cellar. Bad didn't use it, but his parents used to keep wine down there. It probably belonged to them at some point. They had moved away from the castle after the kings got married.

"Can I drink this?"

Bad sighed and looked at the bottle. It looked expensive, which is why it appealed to the diamond lover. "Uh, sure. It's not mine but I doubt my parents will miss it." There was no reason Skeppy couldn't have it. He deserved a treat anyway.

"Thanks! You're the best!" Skeppy smiled.

Bad smiled too, he needed to hear that. "Aw, no problem. Just don't drink it all, okay? Don't make yourself sick." Bad took a marker and marked a line on the bottle. "Stop when you get there. I know it's tempting to keep going, but don't."

Skeppy nodded, not caring about that simple rule. He took the bottle and went back to his room.

Bad thought nothing more of the situation for the next two hours. He managed to get a decent amount of work done. Until the shiny boy came back.

"Hey Skeppy, how was the wine?" Bad asked, looking down at a letter he was about to send to the facility. The facility that broke his lover.

"Mn good..." Skeppy made his way to Bad's desk, bouncing as he stepped. "You busy?" He moved the letter out of Bad's view.

Bad looked up "yeah, still busy. You done with the wine?"

Skeppy nodded slowly and crawled over the desk to get on Bad's lap. "Me want attention."

Bad wasn't expecting to be suddenly sat on. He groaned "your butt is boney, what are you doing?" Bad was surprised that Skeppy would get this close to him, with all the trauma be was dealing with.

Skeppy clearly wasn't in control of his actions. The wine was doing all the talking.  "Wha? You don't think I have a fat ass?"

Bad tried to get him off his lap, knowing normal Skeppy didn't want to be this close to anyone. "Shhh, watch your language. Get off me you muffin."

Skeppy turned around on his lap, and hugged Bad lovingly. "Nooooo, attention!"

Bad stopped trying to push him off. He melted into a gooshy puddle of love. "Aww, you want attention?" Bad hugged him back, enjoying the moment as much as possible.

Skeppy nuzzled his cheek. "Call me pretty."

Bad laughed "You're so pretty Skeppy, so pretty."

Skeppy smiled wide. "Thank chu!"

"Did you feed the duckies?"

"Quack!"

"Huh? Did you?"