Fuck Royalty (WaluigixOC)

Stubborn

Back at Waluigi's house, Waluigi had retreated to his room to put up his and get relaxed. As he was about to take off his overalls, he noticed something red by the pillow on his bed. He leaned over to grab it and sure enough, it was her red scrunchie. He wondered if she had left it there on purpose or accident. Either way he was excited to have an excuse to see her sometime soon. He pocketed the scrunchie and made his way out the door. The Underground wasn't the prettiest place to take walks, but it helped clear his mind and sort his thoughts. He walked past some shops near his house while he played with the scrunchie in his hand. It was a velvet material. He heard some commotion in the alleyways and curiosity got the better of him. As he neared the alley, he heard a female voice along with some dry bones. He turned the corner to face the scene. There was a gang of dry bones with their backs to him, their attention on the girl in front of them. One of the dry bones moved aside to reveal that it was in fact, Princess Aria. Some of the dry bones held weapons such as crowbars or switchblades. He felt fear and anger swell inside of him and decided to grab their attention. "Hey! Whaddya think you're doin'?" He yelled over to the criminals. They looked back at him with confused glances, until one dry bones spoke up.

"What's it to you huh? Get lost," the dry bones warned.

"We could get a pretty penny for girl like her if we got her to Bowser and sold her crown," another one chimed in.

"It's her fault she decided to go alone in a place like this, she was practically askin' for it," another said. Waluigi put on the scariest death glare he could as he slowly walked up to them. The dry bones stepped back a little, unsure of what he would do. "W-why do you care Waluigi? Trying to get in on the action too?" The dry bones questioned.

"She's my friend, you ain't touchin' her alright?" Waluigi warned.

"Ohhh, guys ya hear that? Waluigi's got himself a girlie," the supposed leader teased. Waluigi ignored the comment and tried to get closer, but they became defensive and a few of them flashed their weapons. "You sure you wanna do that twig boy?" They egged on. Waluigi growled and grit his teeth, they were starting to get under his skin. Aria tried to slip by as they were focused on Waluigi, but one of them turned around and stood in front of her. "Where do you think you're goin' princess?" He snarled. She had enough of this, her own temper was becoming hard to control. She slipped her hand under her waist band and pulled it out along with a knife. She had it concealed in her thigh strap as she always did when walking alone. The dry bones took a cautious step back before raising his own knife. "That's cute princess, but I don't wanna damage the goods too much ok?" He chuckled. She looked over to a surprised Waluigi and nodded, hoping he'd take it as a mutual understanding of what they had to do. She threw the first punch and the dry bones' head went spinning. Waluigi targeted a few of them and used his long legs to kick them around. He was quick and smooth. His dancing skills seemed to oddly help him out in a situation like this. She managed to take care of one of the dry bones before being caught off guard by another. The dry bones crouched low to avoid her punch and cut her up her thigh. She screamed out in shock more than pain and swung her own weapon at the criminal. Waluigi looked over at the princess.

"Aria!" He yelled. Even if he was distracted for just a second, the dry bones took it as an opportunity to hit him across the face with the crowbar. It wasn't hard enough to knock him out, but it hurt like hell. He could already feel the blood pool beneath his skin and swell. "Gah!" He let out a short grunt and got back up to face the remaining dry bones. Aria was back on her feet too, even if she was a little wobbly. They managed to finish off the rest of them, even though they did gain a few more minor injuries from it. In the end they looked at each other from opposite sides. Waluigi had blood on his left cheek that trickled down to his neck, his face bruised badly. Aria had a pool of blood forming in her tennis shoes. The gash up her inner thigh was deep, and her racing heart just caused it to pump out more blood. That was their most major injuries. Waluigi ran over Aria as she started to sink to her knees, exhausted. "Aria are you ok?" Waluigi started to freak out, what was he supposed to do? What could he do? "I told you not to go out here alone dammit! What were you thinking?!" He went on in an anxious ramble, examining her wounds. She had her hand pressed hard against the gash in a pitiful effort to stop the bleeding. She was too preoccupied to answer to his scolding. She was growing tired and cold as she slowly started to become more and more pail. Waluigi picked her up bridal style, ignoring the princess's protests. She felt horrible. She had gotten him hurt because she was too stubborn to do what she was told. Waluigi went from a walk to a light jog. He didn't want to hurt her by jostling her around too much, but he felt like she'd die on him if he didn't get home as quick as possible. He didn't feel that warmth from her like he usually did. She was ice cold and limp with fatigue. He fumbled around with his house keys and cursed along the way. His brother wasn't even home to help him with the situation. He gently laid her down on the couch and ran to his room to grab some towels.

"Walu..." she said faintly, trying to catch his attention with what little energy she had. He ran back and pressed the towel to her wound, earning a whimper from Aria. She threw her head back in pain from the pressure and breathed heavily. "Walu...get my tennis bag," she said. He reluctantly left her side and brought her the bag. She leaned over, opened it, and pulled out what looked like a moisturizer. He was confused but she handed it to him and pointed at her thigh. The bleeding had slowed down thankfully, but it was still and open wound. "It'll close up the wound, please," she panted. He peeled back the bloody towel and put some of the grey cream on his fingers. He was hesitant to touch it. He was scared of touching such a sensitive wound. He looked at the wound intensely and rubbed it ever so gently with the cream. She knew he had to really apply it hard, even if the pressure would sting. She reached over pushed the back of his hand hard against her inner thigh. She exhaled deeply as a new rush of adrenaline coursed through her. She couldn't feel the pain as badly because of her racing heart and tingling nerves. Waluigi tried to pull away at first when he felt her legs tense up and heard her breathing become more rapid, but her grip refused him. She was wide awake now, her chest rising and falling quickly. Her face was red with the rush of blood going throughout her body, her eyes wild with energy. Waluigi just stared at her, his eyes wide as well. Even in all this chaos, he couldn't help but stare longingly at her. The red in her face, wide blue eyes, and tossed hair was captivating. She didn't break eye contact as she slid his hand up higher, as to cover the rest of the wound with the healing cream. His heart beat wildly at the whole interaction. His long fingers were gripping her soft thighs, inches away from danger. As they continued to stare at each other, he saw one side of her mouth pull into a devilish smirk. She chuckled lightly at the whole situation. She found it hard to take this crazy situation seriously. He returned the grin before snapping back to the reality of the situation. Before he yell at her for being stupid enough to walk alone in the Underground, she sat up.

"I know what you're gonna say, I don't wanna hear it. I can handle myself and I always have ok? I'm sorry you got dragged into it all however," she felt horribly guilty as she looked at his bruised and bloody cheek. She pulled her hair to one side and Waluigi noticed some bruises and cuts, minor ones, but still bad enough to piss him off.

"What do you mean you can handle yourself? Are you crazy? Without me they would've kidnapped you! Or worse..." Waluigi looked down at his bloody hands. "Where did you get that knife?"