Kronk is still unemployed/homeless Kronk

[squeak_squeaker]

You know, mun... I don't think they're all that bad! Villains, I mean.

They probably just need a nice, big hug and some hot chocolate and a marsh- two marshmallows and some chocolate fudge cheesecake and a comfy chair with extra pillows and a foot massage and a henchman who's going to be all understanding and helpful. And chiseled! Can't forget chiseled. [Oh yeah, Kronk was definitely the chiseled...est henchman anyone could possibly want!]

I sure wish it was easy to get a job, like back home... no one even wants a henchman without recommendations these days! Yzma's only a kitty, she can't recommend me to people. [Kronk scratched his big chin a little, before smiling brightly.] But I promise I did a great job! Sure, stuff went wrong... but that was Yzma's fault too. She should really label all those identical pink potions bottles! They're all the same. Identical. That's what it means, identical. The same.

Couldn't tell 'em apart if my life depended on it... and it kinda did! So... uhh. Anyone hiring?

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[zoisite]

[Zoisite feels almost guilty, not a common emotion for him.]

Cake would be great, and maybe a massage later. I'll bet those big hands can work miracles.

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk blushed a little. Oh... geez.] I hope so!

Wait...uhh. You don't think my hands are TOO big, right?

[zoisite]

No, not at all. A man of your stature would look odd with hands that were any smaller.

So go ahead and surprise me with something yummy, okay?

[squeak_squeaker]

Yeah, you're right! I'll get to it.

[Kronk ran off into the closest kitchen and then he started making apple pie and some spinach puffs and some drinks and chocolate fondue for...uh. SECOND dessert! You weren't going to stay skinny for very long.]

[zoisite]

[Zoisite checks his black crystal and waits for his snack.]

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk ran back, carrying everything with surprising ease. Nothing fell! And he was usually so clumsy.]

All done!

[zoisite]

[Zoisite blinks in surprise] Well! This looks impressive. [Takes a spinach puff and carefully bites into it] Mmm, this is quite good! Do you always cook this well?

[squeak_squeaker]

Oh...uhhh... I try to! Just doing my best and stuff. [Kronk fidgetted with his short tunic a little. Shy Kronk was once again shy Kronk.]

You sure are a nice boss! Much nicer than Yzma. [Yzma never ever told Kronk that he did a good job.]

[zoisite]

[Zoisite is startled; has anyone ever called him NICE before?]

Well, thank you. Obviously this Yzma person didn't deserve you, or your fabulous cooking. [Samples the fondue, then holds out a tidbit on the fork toward Kronk] Say 'ahhh'

[squeak_squeaker]

Oh... gee. Thanks! [Kronk wondered if that was true, that Yzma didn't deserve him. But she always seemed so much more important than he was... it confused him, that Zoisite said that.]

[He opened his mouth, obediently, all kinds of grateful that he got to have some yummy chocolate fondue!] Ahhh.

[zoisite]

[Pops the fondue into Kronk's mouth] You don't get to eat your own cooking much, do you?

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk munched on it eagerly, hoping to get seconds of course!] Ohh... it's delicious! And yummy.

[Then, he shook his head.] Almost never. Not the fancy stuff.

[zoisite]

That's really sad. You go to all that work, you don't get to eat it yourself, and then she probably doesn't appreciate it at all.

Huh, kind of sounds like my situation with Queen Beryl. Maybe she and Yzma are long-lost twins or something.

[squeak_squeaker]

Yeah... it kinda makes me feel sad too. [Kronk looked down. Even though he was by nature such a simple, carefree guy... Yzma's bad treatment made him feel sad.]

Is Queen Beryl also old and purple? And real skinny?

[zoisite]

[Zoisite feels badly for Kronk and isn't sure why] No, she's not purple, but she's got yellow and red eyes, fangs, and fingernails that are more like claws. She's a witch, really, and if you don't do a good enough job for her, she kills you.

[squeak_squeaker]

That sounds a lot like Yzma!

[Yzma was more patient than usual with Kronk, though. A mistake wasn't an instant death sentence... but only because she liked to look at his muscles. Not because she actually cared about how hard Kronk worked for her or how badly he wanted her to be happy... Kronk's life was kind of sad.] I always hoped she'd tell me I did a good job and stuff. [Tearing up a little, then, without thinking, pulling Zoisite into a BIG hug!]

Oh no! Ha ha ha! XD

[zoisite]

[Zoisite blinked for a moment, completely stunned. He's about to teleport out of the embrace, but can't bring himself to do it because it would make Kronk feel badly. He awkwardly pats him on the back until he realizes that he can't breathe with his face squashed into Kronk's stomach. He starts waving his arms frantically]

Mmf! Mmmmmf! MMMMMMMFFFFF!!

NO ESCAPE. XD

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk lovingly pulled him up a bit to snuggle him against his chest. Wasn't it nice and comfy and wonderful? You can't even pretend you're not enjoying the firm yet pillowy snugglysoftness of Kronk's ~pectorals~ If anything could turn Zoisite straight, it was definitely this!]

YOU'RE THE BEST BOSS EVER. And... and you're my best friend. [Sniff. Still squishing him.]

Kronk's suffocating his best friend! XD

[zoisite]

[Zoisite's desperate for air now and really, REALLY wants to teleport, but how is he supposed to do that after what Kronk just said? He decides his only way out is to play dead -- before he does it for real. He lets himself go completely limp, hoping Kronk gets the hint, while things start to get a little blurred around the edges of his brain ....]

Twagedy. XD

[squeak_squeaker]

Huh? [Kronk felt him go all... all limp and not moving and he quickly let go of him! And grabbed him just before he hit the ground too. His blissfully happy smile died within seconds.]

Oh...geez. Yzma always told me that'd happen if I ever hugged her!

And now I went and killed the only nice boss I ever had. [His bottom lip trembled.] I got all excited and stuff! And... and. And now he died.

W-why?

Rising from the dead! :D

[zoisite]

[Zoisite suddenly sucks in a huge breath of precious air and coughs uncontrollably. When he's finally able to speak, he holds out his hand in warning.] I ... like you, too, Kronk, but [cough, cough] hugging me that tightly can hurt me, okay? [wheeze]

Yzma!Zoisite. Immortal, LOL.

[squeak_squeaker]

Oh...uhh. You're not dead!

[Kronk fidgetted a little, looking guilty and... and extra guilty too!] I'll be careful the next time! Just really wanna hug you, new boss. [New boss was the best boss!]

About to start work, replies may be sporadic until tonight

[zoisite]

[Zoisite didn't know what was happening to him. He was supposed to be a cold, heartless member of the Shitennou and Dark Kingdom warrior. Still, he LIKED this big lug and his words made him ... happy.]

It's okay, Kronk. Maybe I needed a hug after all. [Smiles] Not a lot of hugging goes on in the Dark Kingdom.

Don't worry~ <3 Good luck!

[squeak_squeaker]

[It was probably hard to dislike someone as genuine as Kronk. He was a clumsy oaf, but... it WAS endearing. He was the worst evil henchman imaginable, though.]

You probably did, buddy! Everyone needs a hug sometimes. [Kronk couldn't help but smile. If only more people hugged him! But, being really very large, people couldn't guess what he'd be like on the inside.]

[zoisite]

I'm lucky I at least have Kunzite-sama; he'll hug me, of course. But for friends who hug ... there are none of those here. I think it'll be nice having you around, Kronk [Tries not to worry that Kunzite might destroy Kronk for being handsome and hanging around Zoisite.]