TOGETHER WE WILL CONQUER THE WORLD (WMMAP)

Chapter Two: papa?

We're fucked.

With that, the trio were sitting on a couch, Athanasia in the middle and Arthur by her left and Angelina on her right. The table was filled with cakes, sweets, tea and milk.

What's going on here? Arthur thought. Claude stared at them and Athanasia averted his gaze, Angelina stared at her lap as she played with the hem of her dress whilst Arthur had a blank face on that resembled Claudes.

"I didn't knew you couldn't speak."

Athanasia hiccuped, Anglian bit her lip and Arthur remained neutral.

"Well this is boring." Claude said placing his elbow on the coaches behind and placed his head on his knuckles.

Does that mean ... HE'LL KILL IS BECAUSE WE'RE NOT ENTERTAINING?! Athanasia yelled.

"Not much of talkers?" He asked.

"We can talk." Arthur said in a blank

"S-so can Athy and Angel." Athanasia stuttered.

Angelina stayed silent.

"Finally, I get to hear your voices. Why did you stay silent until now?"

The trio didn't answer. However Felix leaned over and said.

"Pardon me, your majesty. But little girls and boys around the princess and prince ages are known to be very shy."

Shy? More like terrified. Arthur scoffed.

"Is that so?" Claude's hummed and leaned into his couch. He stared at them like a golden dragon? Athanasia was the bunny, Angelina was the kitten and Arthur was the lion.

"Felix."

"Yes, your majesty?"

"Leave us."

"..."

WHAT? NO DON'T GO!

D-don't go! Mister...!

Felix glanced worriedly but he left. The trio were sweating a lot.

"Athy and Angel, is it? Must be pet names."

Ouch.

"Athanasia. Arthur. Angelina. What a few names. Do you know the meaning of those names?"

This is bad.

No shit, Sherlock.

Athanasia tilted her head to the side innocently and Arthur shook his head with innocence whilst Angelina remained the same.

Athanasia means 'eternal life' or 'king'.

Arthur means 'king' or 'courages' or 'stone'.

Angelina means 'messenger of God' or 'angel'.

"To dare to give her own children such names. To two girls at that."

Sexist.

"She would have had her limbs ripped off if she had survived the labor."

What the fuck?

Didn't he love her?

I suppose he was heartbroken?

Heart broken, my ass.

"Why are you just sitting there? Go ahead and eat."

With rambling hands Athanasia picked up a fork. Arthur took a biscuit with a speed of light. Angelina took a cup of fresh sweetened milk and took a long sip. Whilst Claude stared at them,

"I ordered them to bring out something kids would like. If you don't eat I will have no choice but to punish the cook."

This motherfu-

Arthur!

-is threatening us!

Angel are you okay?

Athanasia took a bite of a cake and ate it then said with a forceful smile.

"Yummy!"

I miss lily.

I want lily, right fucking now.

Angel you're awfully quiet.

At this point the two siblings were worried for their youngest.

"Who taught you your manners?" Asked Claude.

"Lily taught us." Athanasia said.

"I see, you are talking about Lilian York."

They tensed up. How does he know her full name?

"Five years ago, she stepped in front of me requesting that she be allowed to take care of you. That lady must be still with you."

She did that ... for us?

I'm so never going to let anyone hurt her. I'll cut off their limbs if they do.

You sound a lot like Claude right now.

Shut up.

"She also took charge of the Ruby Palace. How dare she. The only two people who survived after getting in my way were your mother and that wench."

Athanasia awkwardly ate another pie of cake. In silence the trio ate slowly as Claude stared at them before asking.

"As you sit there, are you aware of who I am?"

Athanasia's fork fell as she stared at the man in horror. Arthur chocked on his biscuits but quickly recovered. Finally Angelina looked up to Claude.

This is a test.

For either we live longer or-

Get killed. Angelina finished.

Maybe the Past Athanasia was tested as well?

"F-father?"

YOU DONE FUCKED UP!

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!

WE'RE DEAD! WE'RE SO SO DEAD! I HOPE HEAVEN IS NICE!

If I kiss his feet will he forgive me?

GUYS! He doesn't look mad. Angelina said. They looked at Claude who looked ... interested?

Claude liked Jennette ... so here goes nothing. Angelina thought to herself.

"... papa?"

Two heads snapped to her and looked at her as if she lost her mind. Claude looked at her and seemed indeed interested or is it intrigued? Angelina tilted her head cutlery and said it again with a bright smile.

"Papa!" She giggled.

... is she on drugs?

She lost it.

Oh god.