Stay With Me || Rouxls Kaard X Fem!reader (WIP)

Chapter III || Hip Shop

Ralsei leads you to a decently-sized shop. It's pretty on the outside. Shop is written in neat calligraphy just above the door, and the door looks to be sparkling. Ralsei opens the door for you, and you go in. When you go inside, you see a tall man sitting on the counter. "Greetings, wormes." He says. His voice is serene yet attention-commanding. You've never heard such a wonderful voice. 

"Ralsei," you whisper. "Who's this?"

"Why don't you ask him, y/n?" Ralsei suggests.

"Uh... who..." you're at a loss for words. This man is gorgeous. His flowing, sparkling white hair and tall stature. "Who are you?" You manage to say.

"I amst none other than Rouxls Kaard! I'm sure thou hath seeneth some of mine puzzles?" Wow. His voice is even more commanding when he raises it. You're glad that you came here.

"Those puzzles were yours?" You ask, astonished.

"Indeed! Er... well, I hath improvedeth them!" Rouxls says, proudly.

"Well, um... Ralsei said that there was stuff to eat here?"

"Ah, yes!" He says, hopping off the counter. "Would thou liketh to try a Rouxlsroux?"

"You named a food after yourself?" You ask. "Isn't that kinda concieted?"

"Of course not, worme!" He plants his hands down on the counter in astonishment. "Rouxlsroux is a Rouxls Kaard exclusive iteme! Also, it is merely a playeth on words! Thou seeth, a roux is a very complex mixture of ingredients that when combinedeth, createth a very delicate sauce. If thou were to tasteth a roux, then thou would experienceth..." You listen to Rouxls's beautiful voice. It's incredible, even if you're not really paying attention to the words he's saying. Your eyes begin to droop as you get more lost in your fantasies. "...so, thou seeth, worme, that namingeth mine delicious sauce "Rouxlsroux" is, in fact, not conceited at all." He nods his head slightly as if to convey that he has made his point. 

"Wow, Rouxls! I didn't know you were so passionate about roux!" Ralsei adds encouragingly.

"Of course, worme. Not everyone can sayeth that they have gotteneth the chance to experienceth the sensation of tasting roux." 

"Well, we'd love to try it!" Adds Ralsei.

"Excellente!" Rouxls exclaims happily. He pulls down two bowls of a creamy sauce-like soup... thing... from a shelf, and sets them in front of you and Ralsei, grinning proudly. "Beholdeth, ungrateful wormes! Rouxlsroux!" Ralsei happily takes a spoon to the roux and eats some of it. You stare at it. It's an unusual concoction. It's not quite a soup, but it's not quite a sauce. You look up at Rouxls and notice that he's blushing nervously at you. "Art.... art thou going to tryeth mine roux, worme?" You look back down at the bowl, and you hear your stomach rumble. However strange the roux looks, you decide to try it. You are hungry, after all. You pick up the spoon and scoop up a decent amount of the sauce. You take a good sniff of it. The smell is pleasant and delicate. You put some in your mouth happily. 

"Hey, this is pretty good." You say before gladly spooning another bite.

"Alas! What did I telleth thou, worme? I kneweth that thou would enjoyeth mine roux." Rouxls announces, clearly relieved that you liked it.

"And what's in it? Is that spaghetti?" You ask, wanting to know what the noodly-textured things are.

"Spaghetti? Ha! Of course not, worme! I am a regal puzzle-lovingeth soul. What kind of puzzle fanatic would liketh spaghetti? Who puts spaghetti in a roux?" He seems appalled at the idea that someone—especially someone who takes so much joy in puzzles—would like spaghetti. *cough* *cough* Papyrus.... *cough* anyway... "they're worms!" He declares proudly.

Your smile is immediately replaced with a look of horror. You look down at your spoon, and realize that there are, in fact, worms in your bite. You drop the spoon in the bowl. "Geh! What the  heck?! Worms?!"

"Wow, Rouxls! I had no idea that those were worms!" Ralsei doesn't seem at all bothered. "Well, if they taste good, I guess that I like worms!" You shudder. Rouxls crosses his arms.

"How dareth thou! Doth thou have any idea how hard I workedeth on making the perfect roux for thour enjoyment?" He seems very disappointed. "Thou clearly hath no respect for the finer things in life!" 

"Sorry, Rouxls, I was just a little surprised, that's all. I didn't mean to be rude..." 

"Well, thou actedeth very rude!"

"The roux was good! I just... didn't care for the worms."

"Don't worry, Rouxls! I liked the roux!" Ralsei assures the handsome shopkeeper.

"Oh, woe is me! Never have I met someone who did not enjoyeth mine roux!" You feel really bad. You didn't mean to hurt his feelings.

Suddenly, Lancer bursts in the front door. "Hey, Lesser Dad! You wanna listen to my MP3s?"

"Lesser Dad?" You wonder.

"Augh," Rouxls sighs. "The childe is not mine son. I simply acteth as his caretaker. I haven't a clue as to why he calleth me his 'Lesser Dad'. After all, I amst not the boy's fATHER—" Rouxls is cut off as Lancer runs up and squeezes him in a huge hug. 

You can't help but let out a small "aww..." Lancer is the cutest little boi you've ever seen. You look back at Ralsei. "How adorable is he?" 

"Ah, yes... deplorable—ah... adorable..." (yee treasure planet references boi) Rouxls says unenthusiasically. "Now, if thou'd excuse me, thour majesty," Rouxls gently shoves Lancer off of him. "I must tend to my bugkeeping." Lancer gets very excited.

"Can I come too, Lesser Dad?"

"No! Absolutely not! Thou would squisheth all of the worms!" Lancer starts to look all sad.

"Aw, please, Lesser Dad?"

"No!" Lancer keeps begging, despite Rouxls's efforts, and eventually you get tired of hearing them argue.

"Let him come." You say, breaking up their quarrel. 

"Excuse me, worme, but that is not a decision that thou needeth make." Rouxls crosses his arms at you.

"I'll come too, and I can watch him." You suggest. Rouxls looks down at Lancer, who is pleading. Rouxls sighs. 

"Oh, alright." Lancer lights up with joy. 

"Yay!" He runs up to you, and jumps up into your arms.

"Woah, be careful!" You warn. Lancer just keeps hugging you. Eventually he hops down and begins to run out the door.

"Thanks, Lesser Mom!" He calls to you as he dashes out.

"L-Lesser Mom?" You echo. You blush slightly, imagining being married to Rouxls and adopting Lancer as your son. 

"Wow, y/n! Lancer really likes you!" Ralsei cheers happily. 

"Y-yeah..." you say. "I guess he does."