Hours had gone by and Jack had just sat there, shifting his position on the arm of the throne several times, before glancing over towards the Witch whom was firmly seated in the chair.
After glancing at him from the corner of her eye, she parted her lips seeing the gaze she was giving her."Eh? I'm hella not gettin' up!" She pouted in a snap, pressing her lips together as she glared back at him.
The two of them just stared, Jack not showing all that much agitation or response to her declaration. However he didn't take his eyes off of hers.
A 'ji' sound resonated from his throat, the intensity of the stoic stare was increasing indefinitely.
"Mmmm..." She groaned as she started shrinking away to the side, sweat drops forming on her forehead. "N-never giving this seat back!"
The moment she said this, Jack literally just plopped right off of the arm and onto her left leg. "Then you shall become the seat," he'd utter shamelessly as he crossed one leg over another once more with his smug menacing expression.
"Tsk, Shameless..." The Witch laughed and shook her head as she hugged one arm around him.
Jack shrugged at the accusation swishing himself around in place as he made himself comfortable.
"...Ah..." She felt like he was crushing her legs, as he was so much more dense than a normal person. "Oniisama... Get off my leg please!"
"That didn't take you long," Jack leaned his back into her, turning his head to rest a rather sadistically teasing gaze upon her. "Should've gotten up."
Half of the Guardians who had been sitting there, talking amongst themselves cheerfully, were chuckling lightly at the sight of Jack sitting on his 'sister.'
"Anna vi Amethyst, do you surrender the throne?" He nudged her in the side with his elbow, but she immediately shook her head in a rapid fashion.
"Nu-uh! Mine. You gave me this station, you cannot take it back!"
"Is that how it is..?" Jack glared at her for a few seconds before shifting the rest of his lower body onto both her legs, taking over her lap in a disastrous coup.
What made him feel a bit awkward as he was doing this however, was the fact that she wrapped her arms around his waist, trapping him.
"Haha! I have captured the Jack-onissama!"
"..." Jack just gazed over at the other Guardians who were watching with both confused and partially suppressed amused expressions. "Am I really captured?" Resting his feet flat on the ground at the foot of the throne, he immediately stood up.
The short witch would find herself hanging from his torso by a few inches from the ground. "Eh?!"
"In order to capture your prey, what is the first thing you must know?" Jack didn't look at her as he asked this question, his eyes were narrowed on the massive sliding door of the chamber.
Blinking when asked this question, the sister looked up at him. A thoughtful hum would then emit from her throat as she released her hold on him. Dropping to her feet as she put a finger close to her lower lip. Her gaze moving to the ceiling as she thought. "Uuuh... You must know your prey. Hehe~" She gave a thumbs up only for her to turn around in a swift spherical motion.
"No, you must know yourself, then your prey."
"Pft wha...? But I do know myself." Planting her hands on her hips, she shifted her weight to one side, giving him the stink eye.
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Overlord Blue Citadel Alternate
FanfictionWhat if Momonga and the Great Tomb of Nazarick never arrived in the New World? What if... Someone else emerged? Jack Graham is an ArchMirage, a powerful magic heteromorphic beast capable of altering his appearance into that of a large mount-sized dr...