I Will Protect You

Harmed

{This will be a P.O.V (Point Of View) kinda thing, so... Yeah-}

King Dice's P.O.V

It was a rather normal and boring day in the Casino, as usual. I was working on some papers. Signing them and whatnot. It was near closing time when an Imp came by and told me to report to the Devil's office. I sighed, figuring it wasn't anything good, but I didn't know that for sure, so I went to the Devil's office. Once inside the Boss's office, I froze. Horrified by what sight stood in front of me...

Chips' P.O.V

Dice looked scared by what me and my coworkers have become. I grinned, feeling a bit joyful from the fear that emitted from the Casino's manager. I felt some sorrow and a bit of guilt, but those feelings didn't wipe my grin off of my face. I couldn't stop grinning, smiling like a murderer about to kill his victim. Why do I feel like I want to protect him all of a sudden...?

No-one's P.O.V

Chips, Wheezy, Mangosteen, Mr. Chimes, Phear Lap, The Tipsy Troop, Pirouletta, Pip and Dot, Hopus Pocus... All of them... They stood in front of King Dice, grinning at him like monsters. Staring him down like hawks. Dice felt so afraid that he wanted to run away, scream, SOMETHING, but his legs wouldn't move, his mouth wouldn't open, his arms felt weak. He was paralyzed with fear from the sight and their expressions. Devil commanded them to teach Dice a lesson, much to the die's dismay and absolute horror.

{Time Skip Because I'm Too Lazy For Details. :p}

King Dice's P.O.V

I sat in my office, covered in scratches, bites and bruises. I was so scared that I stopped doing my work and I hid in my office, refusing to even come out from under my desk. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I shook in fear. Everything hurt so badly! I had nobody to talk to, to explain my troubles to. I want someone to care for me, but who would care for the Devil's lackey? I felt so... Alone and afraid. I then heard a knock on my door and I swore my heart stopped because I heard a familiar country/southern accent speak. I gulped and my heart sank... Was I going to die...?

Chips' P.O.V

I knocked on Dice's office door, but I heard nothing. Regret, sorrow and guilt found its way into my stomach and I felt bad for what I did to Dice. I knocked again, still no answer. I tried to turn the door knob, but it wouldn't open. He had locked himself in the room. I sighed sadly and I teleported inside of the room. Thank Satan that the Boss gave me that kind of power. I looked around the room, but I didn't see Dice, so I walked around the room, hoping to find him...

King Dice's P.O.V

I put my hands over my mouth to prevent any noise from escaping me. He had found a way into my office. I hoped that I wouldn't be found. I trembled as I saw two familiar cowboy boots behind my desk. He didn't bend down to check underneath it, but he stood in front of it. He was possibly waiting for me to come out of hiding. I gulped again as I watched him pull back my chair and he sat in it. He scooted back up to my desk and he stayed there. Goddamn, I was in an awful spot... His crotch was basically in my face, which made me blush. I hoped that he wouldn't kick or anything...

No-one's P.O.V

Chips leaned back into the chair and he waited for an idea to pop into his head, which soon did. He backed the chair up and away from the desk, but upon doing so, he saw a familiar purple.

"King Dice? Is that yøu?"

He asked as he got up to look underneath the desk. Dice shook fearfully and he whimpered a bit at his coworker that got a little too close. Chips heard the whimper, so he grabbed what he could and he dragged King Dice out from under his desk. Dice looked up at the demon-turned cowboy with terror. He was so scared... Chips leaned down to stroke Dice's cheek with his thumb, but Dice hid his face with his arms.

"PLEASE D-DON'T KILL ME, CHIPS! I W-WANNA LIVE!"

He shouted at Chips, hoping it would save him from his assumed demise, which didn't come, but Dice wouldn't put his arms down. Chips sighed quietly.

"Dice, I'm ain't here tø kill ya... I came here 'cause I feel bad før  ya 'n før what happened...."