Dimensional Love: A SuaveXFresh Story

Chapter 2: Another Prince?

Fresh stepped into the room politely, which was odd considering he was a "virus", or so Error and Ink called him. Encre smiled at the child in his arms as he laid exhausted from the labor; he beamed at Fresh and gestured him aside. "Would you like to hold the new Prince? He's too bubbly to sleep for one being born only seconds ago. Hehehe..." Fresh hesitated before taking the child into his arms. "A beauty, isn't he?" Fallacy added in, "Just like his mother..." Encre blushed, " Oh, Fallacy... Vous flattez moi trop." Fresh blinked, confused, "Um not to be impolite, but what did he say?"

Fallacy chuckled, "Ah, I see you're not bilingual. Well, my dear guest, my husband said that I flattered him." Fresh blushed innocently, "Ahhh, ok... I think I get it..." Encre yawned and, with the child in hand, rested down into a deep sleep. Fallacy shooed everyone out and let him rest with the infant. "So Father, what have you decided to name my little brother?" Jasper squeaked excitedly. "Ah, Jasper... I was going to ask you to do it, considering, your mother and I have done so with you..." Jasper's squeaks heightened, "ABSOLUTELY!!!" Suave smiled as he held up his blood-covered hands out, "Um... Pardon me, My Lord, but may I cleanse my hands of the labored blood, please?" Fallacy nodded and sent Suave to clean himself off. Fresh followed to assist him I needed.

"So, I didn't know you were so skilled, Suave." Suave blushed blue, "A-Ah... Well it comes with practice, I presume. Would you like me to make you something, Sir Fresh?" Fresh sighed softly, "Please... Just call me Fresh. I insist..." He winked at him, earning a deep and dark blush, "O-Oh, of c-coarse... F-Fresh, if you feel b-better with that..." Fresh smiled and wrapped an arm around Suave. "Hey, no need to get flustered so easily... It's ok..." Suave nodded, though he knew, BOTH knew it was impossible. They walked out of the bathroom only to be pushed into a kiss by Gazelle. "Get a room, Love Birds. Tee hee..." Fresh and Suave's faces became one big blob of blue blush as a string of saliva connected their kiss. "G-GAZELLE!!! HOW D-DARE YOU!!!" Suave nearly chased Gazelle if it hadn't been for Fresh pulling him back in. "T-That was kind of nice... What do y-you think?" His face was like a blueberry. Suave gently unhooked Fresh' arms, "I-I do agree, F-Fresh, but.... I.... I'm forbidden to have any kind of relations with the guests of Master Fallacy..."

Suave looked down, clearly embarrassed as Gazelle who felt bad after remembering the specific rule. "O-Oh.... I see... How about I ask to be a servant of Fallacy, then?" Suave shook his head, "W-What?! But don't you want to have your o-own free will?" Fresh smiled at Suave's concern, "Naw... Because I'll have you by my side.... And that's all the freedom I'd want..." Suave nosebled for a few seconds, while Gazelle was living her newly formed shipping dream in the background. Just then, Fallacy walked into the room. "Mr. Fresh, Suave... Would it be trouble if I had you two babysit our son while we await Jasper's Coronation of the Night?" Fresh froze for a second. "B-Babysit?" Suave smiled, "Of coarse, My Lord. You can rely on us... Right, Mr. Fresh?" Fresh hesitated from the mention of babysitting, "H-HM? Oh, yeah.... Sure..." This was going to be a long night....