Hermitcraft/Empires SMP Oneshots!

My Petal (Flower husbands)

Recommended by@lily20111999  who only asked for flower husbands, nothing else soooooo. Hope you don't mind this!

Au: the parents are around, more traditional type royal things.

_____________[Scott]______________

"What are you wearing?! Scott! You are to meet your future wife in an hour!" I flinched at the sharpness of my mothers voice. 

"But mother, I don't want to marry her, she's more a sister than anything! And this is my invention! I could fly with these!" I grinned, spreading them out so my mother could see. "You are not a child, take that off... the coat too!"

"But M-"

"Don't 'But Mother' me." She snapped.

"Yes Mother." I sighed, taking off my multicolored work coat and wings. "You will be brought your new clothes in a moment, put on a nice dress shirt and pants. Not those rags." Before I could protest my mother had left my room.

I changed into a regular white collared shirt and white dress pants. Then put on some white shoes. I heard a knock at my door, they were here already, great. "Come in!" I shouted, a hint of annoyance seeping into my tone. 

The door swung open and two men walked in, the one holding a few jars of paint looked about my age and the other man with some clothes in his arms looked to be in his thirties. "Ah, so mother wants it the traditional way. Can we do a more pastel palette today?" I asked in my most 'professional' and 'royal' tone. 

The younger boy nodded and set down a few of the paint jars. "No boy, let his highness put on his coat first." The older said handing me a white trench coat. I slid it on, "I apologize if my apprentice gives any trouble. He is new to the job, I best be going now. Jimmy, make sure to do as his highness says." The younger, presumably Jimmy nodded to the older and waited for him to leave before speaking to me in a more quiet voice than I had expected of him. 

"Good Morning your highness." He muttered softly, putting on some brown leather gloves that matched his outfit; a pair of jeans, a white long sleeved shirt and a brown, leather sleeveless jacket. "Please, drop the pleasantries. I don't care for them while we are alone." I said in such a matter-a-fact tone it sickened myself. 

"Oh, sorry then your highn- sorry. Now you said pastel, which colors would you like? I have some  warm colors and some cooler ones, or I could-" Jimmy shut himself up quickly, realizing that he was rambling. "Whatever you prefer, I trust your opinion." 

"Why would you do that?" The taller asked as he dipped his gloved hands into the open jar of red paint. "You were hired young for this job for a reason, now, begin your work." Jimmy nodded and scooped out a large handful of paint, I was used to people using brushes and tools to splatter it on my clothes, so this was a new experience.

Jimmy walked over to my right shoulder and let the paint fall onto my coat, the paint dripped for a moment and melted down until my waist in some spots. Once the paint was thin enough it dried instantly. Jimmy dipped his hands in water and came back with the orange paint in hand, he put orange paint along the drip lines of the red, making it look as if the red paint was melting into the orange. He did the same with the yellow paint, the drip lines ending at just below my hip. 

Jimmy then went to my left and fount the bottom to my coat, grabbing the end of it and turning in upside down and doing the same with the bottom left of the coat with green, blue and purple paints. Then Jimmy used black paint to splatter over my shirt and pants. When he was finished the blonde took off the now paint-stained gloves and closed the jars of paint.