Power to The King (Old Version Discontinued.)

Mugman's Back

A light shined from the window into the room. Pictures were smashed and the glass was shattered all over the floor. There lied a weeping silhouette of a cup on the bed. Pill bottle scattered across the bedside table.

Then the door opened. The cup looked over at who was entering the room.

"Hey, Cup. Are you doing alright? Need anything?" A female voice called out to him.

She stood there smiling at him. She had a chalice shaped head with a small nose and a Straight straw with two golden yellow colored stripes. She was wearing a black poofy sleeved dress shirt, jean shorts and gloves. She looked calm but then she noticed the tears. She ran over to the cup and held his face.

The cup looked...dead.

His eyes were a light faded red color with bags under his eyes. Tears stained his face all the way down to his chin. He had a bendy straw with two red stripes. He wore a white T-shirt with slight blood stains and red pants. He had bandages wrapped around his arms and he had his gloves on the bedside table along with his pills. He looked up at the girl. His bubble/Jello-like hair coved one of his eyes.

"...I…I'm…fine…" he spoke with his deep southern accent, his voice was weak and hoarse. "No bro, no you're not. You're crying again. Is it because of Mugman? It's been 4 years since we've seen him. I thought you would have forgotten by now. Just try to accept that our little brother isn't coming back…" she spoke in a soft voice. She also had a southern accent but it wasn't as dominant.

What she said only seemed to make Cuphead cry even more than he already was. He moved away from her and laid back down. Turning his back to her. She sighed deeply and walked out of the room.

She looked from the balcony out to the living room. The white colored couch and a sleeping cup lied down on it. She smiled and giggled then walked down the stairs.

The cup woke up. It was Mugman's child. But he wasn't there to take care of her. Nor was he there to take care of the other two. Cuphead was more of a father figure to them. Even though he wasn't their father. He was just their Uncle.

The Little girl looked up at Chalice. She rubbed her eyes and smiled. "Hi aunt Chalice! How's Uncle Cuphead?" She asked in a cute little voice. She was only 6.

She had two straws in her head. One was a bendy straw with two red stripes, the other was a straight straw with one stripe. Just like her dad's. The bent one was her mother's. Which was given to her after she died. She had a cute dress that was a really light magenta color with a fluffy belt that had a cup shaped buckle on it. It was also her mother's. From her wedding dress. She had beautiful sunset eyes like her mother's.

"Oh don't worry. He'll be fine later. He's still crying over your dad. Don't forget that your dad is his brother. He's my brother too. He went through alot with him and it hurts him that he isn't here." She said then walked into the kitchen.

Nancy and Joshua were sitting down eating breakfast along with the other two children. "Morning Chalice. How's Cuphead?" Nancy asked her. "Oh, Y'know, he's still crying over Mugsy." She said, then sat down and ate breakfast. Then they heard the door opening.

They heard Magenta scream. "DADDY!!! YOUR BACK!!!" She beamed with joy at the sight of Mugman. Mugs sighed and smiled at her with open arms. She ran to him and jumped on him. He picked her up. "Oh, I missed you too sweetheart."

Chalice and the others went running into the living room to see what was happening. They couldn't believe it. He was back. After 4 cussing years he was back. "DAD!" The twins screamed and ran towards Mugman. The other stared in awe.

Joshua and Nancy started to cry. And Chalice walked up to him. "Mugman…?" She said with a slight quaver in her voice. She was on the verge of tears. She looked at him questioning her sanity. Was this just an illusion? A dream? How would Cuphead react? She studied him hard. Then she grabbed and took him into the kitchen for breakfast and a talk.

They all sat at the table asking questions. He gladly answered them all. Then a sound of someone falling to the ground harshly came from the hallway. "Nghhh…." He looked over his shoulder and stared in horror. It was Cuphead. He was too weak to walk.

"...Chalice…" he called out in a weak voice. Chalice quickly ran over to him. "Cuppy! You're too weak to be walking!" She picked him up and took him upstairs to his room.

"What happened to him...?" Mugman asked, still in shock from Cuphead's condition. Nobody answered him. They all just stared down at the table. Mugman got up and ran to Cuphead's room.

Chalice was there, comforting him. She looked over at him and stood up. "Someone's here to see you~" She smiled down at him. He looked up at her in confusion. Then she walked out of the room as Mugman stepped in.

"Hey cuppy. Are you okay?" Mugman asked.

Cuphead's eyes widened.

He sat up slowly and grabbed onto his face.

He stared into his eyes.

"...are… you real...? Am…am…I… dreaming…again…? He stuttered.

Mugman nodded and said "nope. I'm here. You're not dreaming." He smiled and was squeezed by Cuphead.

He giggled and hugged him back.

The stayed like that for a few minutes until Cuphead let go of him.

"I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! DON'T LEAVE AGAIN! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!" He sobbed. Tears streaming from his eyes.

"I won't! I promise!" Mugman said. "Really…?" Cuphead tilted his head.

"Yes. I promise. Hmm… I want to make a deal. Make me a Soul Contract." He stated.

Cuphead was taken aback from this.

"What…?"

"Give me a contact. I want to make a deal."