2/26/18
King Dice X Reader Fluff
Requested by Rigarrocks
Sorry if it's a bit out of character, I sorta winged it on this...
My eyebrows furrowed at the sudden words I thought I would never expect to actually hear. I mean, I definitely knew about the casino, but was it really that unfair? Cuphead told me how he and his brother have to receive several contracts from many people.
Still, in disbelief, I asked dumbfounded: "Are...you sure?" I facepalm at my own words. They were trembling with fear, of course they were sure!
"Yes! The Devil told us straight into our faces and King Dice only made it worse!" Mugman screeched.
"What are we gonna dooooo?!?" Cuphead whined, crying in the corner. My agape mouth the shut close with an idea.
"I...I'll go talk to them!" I shot out. I was a bit shaky about it, but should it be that hard? Being in debt and simply talking are two totally different things!
"But, but..." Mugman babbled. Cuphead didn't care at all, he was just questioning all his life choices leading up to this moment
"I'll be safe muggy, I think..." I reassure him. "Can it be that hard?"
Sighing at Cuphead's stupid mistake, I head out the oak door of my cottage. I heard their whimpers through the door. Gosh, they were really upset. I let my hand slowly slide off the doorknob as I walked away.
The leaves crunched underneath my every step, how was it so peaceful out here? Like, literally not even five minutes away, there's an entire, booming town right there! Shaking my head, I keep still to my stroll.
After a moment, many bustling building come into view. How? Honestly, I don't even know. It's not that late, so the lights of the city aren't on, but it's still very busy here. I head in, clearly standing out. I mean, people here are wearing fancy dresses and luxurious suits, but I was just there wearing ordinary, non-flashy clothing. Few people gave me questionable looks, making me feel slightly uncomfortable. I wonder how Cuphead and Mugman had walked through without being nervous.
Trying to avoid their piercing glares, I focus on finding the casino. I rarely went into town, so finding it will only be of some conflict, I think...
Literally panting from walking around everywhere, I find my gaze settled on the place. I wasn't sure if it was the casino, but it surely felt like it. I take several steps towards it until a big man stopped me. "Where ya heading, little missy?" He disgustingly asked me.
"Why do you need to know?" I ask, attempting to act rough. "And don't call me 'missy'," I mock,
His eyebrows formed an angry arch. "You're going to the casino, aren't you?" He read my mind, voice leaking with power.
"Go. Away." I finally spoke, ignoring him and walking in. He kept on yelling about how I'd bother and annoy the staff, but I had to talk to him or whoever it was. The devil, right? My mind was still going on about how awful it was to be the only one to walk around not wearing bright clothes. I shrugged and looked for a staff member.
A short male came into my eyesight. He did look to have a uniform or at least what looks like one. Sighing in relief, I walk over to him. He looked quite soft. "A-ahem..." I speak quietly. "Excuse me...?" I say, finally getting his attention.
"Oh! Um, yes m-ma'am?" He anxiously responded.
"Do you know where I can speak to...to the devil?" I nervously asked. His eyes widened. Golly, did I say anything wrong?
"Uhm...Y-you want to speak to...him?" I nod. "I'd think you'd have to ask Mr. Dice about that..." He shakingly replied. Mr. Dice? I thought it was King...oh. Oh.
Quickly thanking him, I went out to find him. I quickly realized, what exactly does he look like? Dice may have bee-is that him?! My sight narrowed in on a tall figure with a lavish suit. His head certainly gave it away. But, there was still a small, but viable possibility that it wasn't him. "Goddamnit, King Dice!" An angry man snapped with fire in his voice making me jump a tad. Yep, there was my answer.
Soon enough, I realize there were no female around at the time. Sure this casino accepted all people since I saw some women walk out, but why weren't there any around at the moment? Clear beads feel down my head as my anxiety increased. But, I had to do this.
My breath hitching, I walk towards the man about a whole foot taller than me. I walk behind, shutting my eyes tightly, I prepare myself for what's to come. "E-excuse me, sir...?" A voice that didn't fit in the environment came out of me. Definitely one I did not want to use. Yet, everything kept going, I was too quiet to be heard, I was relieved and took this as a sign that I can leave right now without consequences. Or so I thought. Mr. Dice had heard me. He chuckles to himself while I wait to speak up again.
"What do you need, doll?" I frown at the words. Since he had looked at me, so did everyone else. All their harsh orbs, angry that their game had been interrupted by some small girl. "Uhm..." I hid my head in my hands. I really should not have done this, but their mistake...
"I-I," I start before he swiftly calls the game down for a bit, grasps my arm and leads my from the poker table. He waits for my response. "I-I don't...I don't know anymore..." I break in embarrassment.
"Shh, I may not be a therapist, but what did you need, toots?" He spoke genuinely trying to help. I still felt a tough uncomfortable, especially with the nicknames.
"I'm just trying to help...to help my friends," I say, slightly scared of showing my real intentions.
"And going to the casino will help your friends?" He asked, confused. I would be lying if I had originally thought he'd also be gruff and mean, but it seem as though he wanted to help. Biting my lip, I felt that I needed to tell the truth to help them. Not saying it will just make all this embarrassment worth nothing.
I inhale deeply. "I'm here for Cuphead and Mugman," I shut my eyes awaiting some sort of outburst, but it never came. I open one eye only to see him laughing silently to himself. I was dumbfounded. Surely he would've not like them, so why was he laughing? It had been a fallacy.
He calms down as soon as I saw him. My face still reddened, I sat still trying to comprehend the situation. "You want to help them? Why, they're already deadmeat! But..." he thought for a moment. The odds were in his favor. Wondering about his answer, I forgot I was only here for the Devil, not King Dice.
"Hmm...I suppose since you want to assist them, you'd have to talk to the Devil..." I was relieved he thought of that. "He didn't want any visitors right now, but..." I clenched my fists in anticipation. "I could rearrange for a meeting, but only if I can get a kiss from a gorgeous doll like you..." He smirked while my face again flushed like a rose in the spring.
"Errr..." I fumbled with my thumbs. For Cuphead and Mugman, right? I looked down, seriously considering this. This...this is just an immature request! I slight angry at this, but still very flustered.
Quickly making my mind, I throw the words out. "F-fine, but I don't l-like you," I say, trying to be brave again. He brings his face down to mine. I take one more glare before I do so.
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I quickly peck him and turn away awkwardly. Rubbing my arm slightly, I turn a little, still ashamed of the fact that this was my first kiss.
"C-can I leave now?"
