Enslaved {Zanemau Fan Fiction AU}

Three

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Aphmau's Point Of View
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The one and only Garroth Ro'maeve just walked through my Master's door.

"Garroth. Nice to see that you made it here safely." Laurance said as he hugged Garroth.

"Right. Now where is my baby brother?" His eyes searched through the crowd.

"I think I might know where he is." I said shyly. His crystal eyes traveled down to meet mine before they started to roam the rest of my body.

"I don't think I have seen you before. Who are you?" His eyes finally meet mine again.

"Me? Uh- I'm Zane's new maid."

"And what would your name be?"

"Aphmau." A smirk was apparent on his face.

"Such a pretty name for a beautiful woman." He steps forward. He was stopped in his tracks by Laurance.

"I saw her first!" Laurance yelled out, but it wasn't loud enough to hear over the music.

"Okay okay. Now Miss. Aphmau you said you may know where my brother is. Can you show me to him?" I nod my head and motion for the two of them to follow me.

I take them to the living room where Master is still talking with Katelyn and Travis.

"Master your older brother would like to talk to you." I say after lightly tapping him on the shoulder. His head quickly turned to face me. He looked over my shoulder to see his brother. His eyes shot open.

Before I could comprehend why Zane had been ripped from my line of sight.

"G-Garroth put me down!!" Garroth had Zane in his arms. It looked like he was turning blue.

"M-Master!" I go up to Garroth and try to pry his arms off but he was way too strong for me. Garroth finally let go of Master and he fell onto the couch.

"You need to stop with those deadly hugs of yours." Master was breathing heavily.

"Do you want me to get you a drink Master?" He nods his head and I rush off too the kitchen to find him something to drink.

While searching I ran into this girl who was looking at the drinks.

"Is there anything good here that I can actually drink?" She muttered to herself. She looked young to be at a party like this with older people. She had long dark brown hair that fell just above her waist with olive skin. She was wearing a white crop top, skinny jeans, black combat boots, and dark brown finger less combat gloves.

Interesting choice for clothing.

"Miss are you looking for something?" Her head shot up from the table and her green eyes meet my hazel ones.

"I'm looking for something to drink but there is nothing here that I can drink. Well legally that is." I look at her confused. "I'm a minor. 17 to be exact."

"Oh okay. Well the other drinks are over here." I take her arms and assist her with finding a table full of punch, lemonade, and the snacks that I had made earlier.