Childe x Zhongli OneShots

Cold War|| Part II

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

The time has arrived. Currently, at the meeting room, waiting for Lady Tsaritsa. She will appear any moment now.

Have I mentioned? Today we are going to attack Liyue. My love's precious Liyue...

It has been a month since we, well more of Lady Tsaritsa, deciding that I was going to manipulate Morax. Various of plans has been running around my mind since. Fortunately, I have decided what to do. It would have been worse if I hadn't made up my mind. Although, the happy ending seems to be shining far away...

The room got extremely cold at instance, screaming that Lady Tsaritsa is here. We all got up to salute her and sat down. We are going to run through our tactics for the last time.

I tuned out immediately, I know the plan head to toe. Which, let me remind thou, was pain to memorize. Anyways, they are just repeating themselves over and over again. I just tried my best to act as if I am listening.

As I was making eye contacts and my mind wandered somewhere else, I caught a glare from La Signora. She probably thinks I stole her place in Lady Tsaritsa's eyes. She is so wrong, though.

After what came like eternity, meeting ended. I walked briskly to my chamber and made sure nobody followed me. I feel relieved yet so pressured. In an hour we are going to get going.

I closed the door and rested against it, breathing heavily. Normally I would be really calm at such situations. This one is different though, there seems to be no light at the end of the tunnel.

I mumbled a tune, which Morax always mumbled it, to sooth myself. I got calmer and calmer, as if the tune was a warm water and running down my muscles. I looked around in my chamber. The familiar area of my room, I suppose, made me relaxed as well.

Faint light comes through the window, from the parts where the snow hasn't covered, creating shadows in the corners. It feels as if danger is lurking around the shadows, which I loved danger. Like the good old days, where I was a fierce warrior yet knew how to have fun. How the time has passed...

"So tensed up... eh? Makes sense, I suppose. I know that look well." A raspy voice said from a dark corner in my chamber. I flinched and created water swords out of thin air, I stopped mumbling instantly.

A short boy stepped out of the shadows to the light, his hands raised up with a cocky expression on his face. "Relax, mortal. I ain't the devil himself." Scaramouche said with a wink. A sigh escaped my mouth as the swords vanished. "What do thou want, puppet?" I asked back with a taunting tone.

His expression changed suddenly, leaving it's place to a serious one. "Jokes aside, I know what thou are planning. Eyes gives away all." Scaramouche continued. "So, what about it? Are thou going to stop me?" I asked with a knot in my throat. If I couldn't do the things the way I want, I... I don't know how things will end up.

A small smile ran on his face. "Why would I do such thing? I feel thou." He said. Then he averted his eyes. "I lost my lover... to my mom." He said, saying "mom" dreadfully. "That's why I joined Fatui. So I feel thou." Scaramouche mumbled. Then he looked straight into my eyes.

I am... shocked. A puppet having feelings? "I just wanted to say that, well... we are not exactly friends now, are we? But know that I support thou to the end." Scaramouche explained. I blinked a few times. "Thanks... thats a lot coming from thou. I suppose our pain brought us a bit closer, not much though." I said. Then a smile covered my face.

"A life is a wonderful thing, no?" I said. Scaramouche looked at me with a side eye. "Thou are planning to selfcwala and yet thou can smile? Thou are interesting indeed." Scaramouche said, raising his one eyebrow.