Chapter 1: "Him"

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Suave's PoV:

It was the night my Lord, Fallacy, had to leave urgently. It was due to the birth of little Calister. It was also the night I met "him". My near identical other half; he seemed to have appeared out of nowhere as he entered the castle, cold and wet. He seemed very.... Bright. And I don't mean the intelligent type of bright, I mean color bright. He wore a hat that was oddly positioned and glasses with dark shades that read.... "Yo-Lo" for some reason. Wonder what that means anyway. Besides that, he seems pretty interesting, though he does also seem to be into Master Jasper. Such a pity, really, I did too.... For awhile.... This Yo-Lo imposter is somewhat more intriguing than Jasper is, however. I shall talk to him later, then....

Fresh's PoV:

(Forgive me for not being able to speak the language of the Fresh. TnT)

Yo, this place is one weird turn of logic. I mean, vampires? Really? I never though such a place existed like Vampireverse. That's besides the point, the Real point is how and why I ended up here in the first place. Some really nice locals housed me into their home when I first appeared here. That was months ago, and now, in the present, I can't help but feel that these Ink, Error and Paper Jam imposters are them, and I don't mean in a sense that they dressed up this way, I just mean that they' re this universe's version of them. Man, there is a specific fellow that caught my eyes though. And, don't get me wrong, it's weird for this to happen to me, too,but the fellow is.... "me"? I guess?

Suave's PoV:

" Oh shhhhhh!!! He saw me... Act normal, Suave. Don't mess this up." I tell myself as I casually walk towards Master "Fresh", or so he told me to call him. It's kind of cuuuuUUUUUU- No! I shouldn't be thinking of that right now! A servant... Can't fall in love.... With the people they serve. It's against tradition AND servant rules... *sigh* I had hoped this wouldn't happen, yet... Look what happened... I'm.... In love... With myself....

(End PoVs, story events begin)

Suave and Fresh stood in the doorway as Fallacy and his once-again pregnant husband, Encre, leave to go to their bedroom. Suave smiled politely as he led Fresh to his living quarters. He hesitated a bit, as means of ensuring Fresh was situated and approved of his environment. Receiving a nod, Suave closed the door to let Fresh get ready for that day's supper. A half an hour later, Fresh walked out, stumbling into Gazelle, who rushed to the kitchen in her poufy maid's dress. Fresh was about to start brushing himself off when he felt a pair of hands doing it for him followed by familiar angry grumbling. "Darn Gazelle, so rude for having shoved a guest. My sincere apologies, Master Fresh, she shouldn't do that, especially to such a lovely looking guest." Fresh blushed as he straightened his suite; he looked away with a slight smile as he agreed, "I guess, though she looked as if something had happened. She seemed really worried..."

Just then, screams rang through the hall as Encre was being carried quickly to a random bedroom. Without a millisecond to spare, Suave jumped into action, dragging Fresh behind him. "M-My Lord! What is the matter?!" He hollered to Fallacy. Fallacy, despite his outraged urge to cry, hissed back at him, "It's Encre, he's not supposed to be due today! The baby is coming!" Suave's eyes widened as his grip on Fresh instantly dissipated. His hands worked like magic as he rushed to grab the birthing baby. Gazelle was beside Encre along with Fallacy and Jasper, his and Encre's first son, as Encre painfully pushed. Fallacy nearly would have fainted if it wasn't for Jasper being there, yet he refused to show signs. Fresh peeked in as he silently saw the entire birth through. "W-Wow... Who knew such a servant such as Suave could be so.... Passionate about serving their Lords. Hmmm" he chuckled to himself. He peeked a little bit more, catching the eyes of Fallacy and Jasper. "Ah, Sir Fresh, come to see the commotion, I believe?" Fresh nodded, "O-Oh, of coarse, Your Highness."

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