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Queen had her weird habits. Whenever there were two wall-like things close together, she would suspend herself between them. At random points in time, she would force someone to stop what they were doing and get a pre-placed banana. (It was especially funny doing it to Rouxls Kaard, because he would inevitably slip on it, and then she got to catch him and watch as he got flustered in her arms). She would occasionally make robot faces for random people she thought would look good with one. These habits were only weird because everyone around her wasn't as smart as a computer.
One of her actually normal habits was going into the basement to poke fun at her ex-husband. Also to update him on how their boyson was doing. She was going down to do this right now.
As she descended the stairs and approached the Spade King's cell, she thought about why she did this regularly. Well, obviously it was to have a laugh. Because her ex-husband was absolutely pathetic LMAO. And messing with him was fun.
However, it was also because part of her felt bad. She wasn't actually caught up with what happened while she was away, but Queen knew that being separated from your boyson...sucked (was shit). Actually, she didn't know for sure whether she left them or was separated from them. She tried not to let it bother her. Anyways, Lancer didn't want to visit King that much, so she took it upon herself to make sure her ex was still in the loop.
Queen stopped by the cell (the big one (why were the other kings still being kept in the small one lol)) and turned to face it. She let out her signature laugh.
"Oh Kingy Wingy It's 5 Pm Time For Your Dick Flattening," she memed, knowing King didn't actually have a dick to flatten (last time she checked).
No response.
Queen looked down, and noticed King was asleep, curled up against the bars, snoring softly. Oh. Well that explained it. Kingy's sleeping conditions were as poor as always, except for when they still slept in the same bed. She still wasn't sure why he had stopped sleeping there.
Though Queen made fun of him for his sleeping habits, it wasn't easy to make fun of him while he was sleeping. He looked different, curled up like that. He wasn't so angry-looking, and his tongues poked out adorably. It was cute, even if it was unrefined.
Honestly, Queen didn't tease Spades just because she disliked him (which she really didn't). She was 87% sure that Kingy enjoyed the banter himself, even if he didn't show it. He laughed at their conversations occasionally, after all. And as a computer, Queen knew that people thrived on anger. Ragebait was so effective after all, and so many Lightners would actually seek out things that made them angry! So really, just as much as she wanted to make people smile, she wanted to make people mad. Because people enjoyed getting mad!
Suddenly, Queen was broken from her thoughts by a pained sound. She looked back to Kingy, and saw him curled up tighter than before, his face scrunched up in pain, whimpering, his tongues no longer poking out. Oh. He was having a...nightmare.
"Download Request: How To Help With Nightmares"
Downloading...
ERROR: Dowload Failed
"Hell (Fuck)," Queen mumbled to herself. She sat down on the dirty floor and surveyed the King, trying to figure out what to do. As a computer (superior), she didn't dream, so she couldn't just go off of that. And she knew she couldn't ask anyone else for help, since everyone except Lancer and maybe Rouxls hated the guy. She was completely on her own for this one.
King gasped in his sleep again and mumbled "...don't leave..."
Instinctively, Queen put her hand over one of his hands. "I Will Not Leave Kingy"
Could he even hear her?
The answer was yes, apparently, because he seemed to relax slightly, though he still seemed upset. Queen moved her hand to stroke him comfortingly.
"You Are Safe Here"
He relaxed further. Was this okay now? He wasn't quite as peaceful-looking as before, but it was definitely an improvement, and Queen didn't think she could do much else (unless she turned his face into a robot one because robots didn't dream, maybe she could talk to him about that when he woke up, and he'd think it was absurd, but she was getting off track).
Spades had said not to leave.
Was this about the Lightners?
...Or was it about her? Since he responded well to her words, it probably was about her.
A pit of guilt (probably) set in her stomach. She still wasn't sure whether she left on purpose or not, but it cut King deeper than he would admit, and if she left on purpose, that was her fault. The whole time had been a blur, before she woke up in the Cyber World one day. And if she asked Kingy, he probably wouldn't give her a straight answer about what happened, getting accusatory instead.
But could he really be blamed in this case?
Without thinking, she opened her mouth once more. "I'm Sorry"
King's expression shifted slightly, she couldn't tell how. Then his hand had found hers again, and was now clinging to it. This time, his expression changed for the better, his tongue poking back out now.
Queen smiled and wrapped her hand around his the best she could. She resigned herself to a night in the dungeons (she would have to be power washed after this). As long as she made him happy tonight, that was fine. And she could gloat later...about something? Oh yeah, about the fact that he still cared about her.
She was too cool to be a hypocrite anyways.
With that thought, she initiated shutdown protocols.