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When Jimmy ended up with the crown, fWhip was surprised. Not as put upon as he pretended to be for the sake of keeping up appearances in front of the other rulers, but definitely surprised.
If a fight had broken out (which was basically a garuntee) for the crown, he'd assumed that Jimmy would be one of the first people to die.
But Jimmy hadn't, as he was eager to brag in private long after the event was over. He'd grinned smugly from ear to ear, crown elegantly resting on his head, pretty eyes shining with joy as he described to fWhip how he avoided everyone's blades and managed to take Scott - Scott, of all people - by surprise in order to get the crown whilst sitting in fWhip's lap.
fWhip had intended to be the first bearer of the crown. But in spite of what he may lead the others to believe, he wasn't upset that Jimmy got the crown. He was quite proud of his boyfriend. In fact, he spent all night proving to Jimmy just how proud of him be really was.
He was on his way to the Cod Kingdom to negotiate a fake usurpation of the crown with his boyfriend when he received the notification that Scott had killed Jimmy.
He hadn't been in a rush before, but he moved as fast as he could to get to his boyfriend after he received the message.
Sword in hand, he ran into the room where Scott and Jimmy were located.
Scott stood proudly atop a barrel, with a smile so smug it nearly bordered on malicious. The crown wasn't on his head, though. It was most likely stashed away in his inventory.
Jimmy, in contrast, was glaring at the elf. "Give it back!" he demanded.
Scott bent over, leaning so far forward that he could easily kiss Jimmy if he wanted to. fWhip's grip on his sword tightened involuntarily.
"You can have your stuff back but I'm keeping the crown. I won it fair and square, after all." Scott responded with air of superiority and flirtatiousness.
It seemed that Scott hadn't realized he wasn't alone with Jimmy. fWhip decided to fix that.
"Aw, you killed him before I could?! And I had such a good plan, too!" fWhip whined.
Jimmy flinched and whirled around to face him, red with embarrassment at having been caught being less than competent... or perhaps it was because of Scott's unnecessarily close proximity.
Scott merely stood up straight (well, as straight as Scott could be), eyeing fWhip coolly but offering him a conspiratorial grin.
"Yes, you're too late! The crown is mine!" he declared dramatically. He threw his head back and gave a startlingly convincing evil laugh.
In spite of himself, fWhip found himself grinning in response. "Oh well. Better you then letting it sit in the hands of a dumb cod for longer than necessary." he pretended to relent.
Jimmy huffed, crossing his arms and glaring at his boyfriend. fWhip gave him a quick apologetic look before Scott could notice, mentally swearing to make it up to him later.
The Codfather faced the ruler of Rivendell again. "I said give it back!" he insisted.
"Sure, you can have your stuff back. But you died so the crown is mine." Scott replied.
fWhip didn't like it but he was right.
"But I-!" Jimmy objected. He was silent for a bit before he sighing and slouching defeatedly. "Fine."
"That's a good boy." Scott teased, smirking. fWhip tried to ignore the way Jimmy's ears turned red at the elven ruler's flirtatiousness.
He gave Jimmy his items back slowly, one by one, until there was only one very familiar object left.
"And you can have this back, too." Scott said, holding out the Cod Head for Jimmy to take.
Before either of them could react, fWhip snatched the head out of Scott's hands and put it in his inventory.
"Thanks! I've been missing this!" he said.
Scott burst out laughing.
"Hey, no! You give that to me right now!" Jimmy demanded.
fWhip made sure his back was to Scott so the elf wouldn't realize his intentions. "You'll have to fight me for it." he teased, winking flirtatiously.
Jimmy blushes again which causes Scott to laugh even more. Though fWhip doubts Scott would be amused if he understood what type of 'fight' fWhip was implying. He'd seen the glares the elf had sent Sausage when the other ruler had platonically kissed Jimmy; although one could argue that Scott was still bitter about Sausage previously serving his evil demon brother.
fWhip himself had made sure to give the man a good smack over the head for his actions, but Sausage hadn't realized why fWhip was really mad at him until he vowed to protect Jimmy.... which he was currently failing at very badly. fWhip was definitely going to give his best friend an earful when Sausage returned from wherever he thought was more important than protecting Jimmy.
fWhip didn't need to fish out more cod for his cod sanctuary. His sanctuary was barely big enough to hold the cod it already had. But it kept Jimmy worked up instead of letting him fall into a depressed slump.
His boyfriend easily followed him back to the outskirts of the Grimlands, just a few moments too late to stop fWhip from dumping the cod in.
"fWhip, don't you dare break that glass!" Jimmy shouted in outrage.
"Hm? I can't hear you over the urge to break the glass," fWhip taunted with a mischievous grin," I'm sure the cod would love to get a closer look at the flower I left for them!"
Jimmy opened his mouth to reply but fWhip didn't give him the chance to speak. With a loud shattering sound, the glass easily gave in, allowing the sponge in the center to start absorbing all the water in the tank.
"No!" Jimmy cried. In flash, he was in the remnants of the cod sanctuary, frantically scooping up all the cods in buckets he'd brought with him.
fWhip stood a short distance away, admiring Jimmy's devotion to protecting his citizens, occasionally calling out to his boyfriend when he noticed a cod getting to close to the shallow part of the remaining water, totally not helping save cod, what on earth would give you that idea?
When all the cod were successfully caught and stored safely aware in Jimmy's inventory, the Codfather immediately stormed over to fWhip.
"I hate you so much right now," Jimmy spat, poking him hard in the chest with every word, but his glare was weak.
fWhip offered him a soft, apologetic smile. "Sorry." he muttered.
Jimmy's expression fell. With a loud groan, he buried his head in the crook of fWhip's neck. fWhip chuckled, reaching a gloved hand up to pet Jimmy's somewhat slimy hair comfortingly. Jimmy sighed, leaning into his boyfriend's touch. They stood in silence for a while before fWhip broke it.
"I'm sorry for not being there to save you from Scott." he said quietly, not wanting to ruin the mood.
"It's not your fault," came Jimmy's muffled reply," should've known Scott was being too friendly. I just wanted..."
Jimmy didn't finish his sentence but fWhip had a few ideas about what he wanted to say.
It was no secret to him that his boyfriend had less than platonic feelings for the ruler of Rivendell. Jimmy often had dreams of poppies, marriage, limited lives and death, all involving Scott to some capacity. Scott himself frequently switched between running hot and cold towards Jimmy but had seemed to settle on warm recently.
fWhip trusts his boyfriend and is open to sharing but based on Scott's reaction towards Sausage's platonic kiss, the elven ruler may not be. But it also could be that Scott just isn't open to sharing with Sausage which.... is fair.
The results of Scott's weird inability to be straightforward with Jimmy about his feelings is a whole lot of heartbreak and crushed hopes for the Codfather. Don't get fWhip wrong; teasing his boyfriend is one of his favorite activities but actively hurting Jimmy's feelings, intentionally or not, is not something he takes pride in, whether he's the one doing it or not.
"He's not going to be holding onto that crown for very long," fWhip assured his boyfriend," Sausage, Gem and I will make sure of that."
Jimmy snorts. "Isn't Gem one of his best friends, though?" he asked.
"Well yeah, but I'm sure she'll understand that this takes precedence over friendship." fWhip replied firmly.
Jimmy to let out a small laugh.
"Backtracking a bit, do you know where Sausage is? If this is his idea of protection, he should quit while he's ahead." fWhip scoffed.
Jimmy laughed again, harder and louder, hands clutching at fWhip's blazer. "I sent him off on a mountain retreat with his dog. He wanted to stay but I wouldn't let him. I didn't think I'd need to worry about attempts at the crown so soon; much less from my own allies. Pretty stupid of me, eh?"
fWhip can feel the sad smile pressed against his neck. He rolls his eyes playfully, plastering on a shit-eating grin. "As long as you're aware of how stupid you are, things will be fine!" he teased, making sure to keep his tone lighthearted.
"Hey! I'll have you know I'm exceedingly smart!" Jimmy exclaimed, lightly hitting fWhip in the chest with a balled up fist. He finally pulled his face out of the crook of fWhip's neck, wearing a blindingly bright grin.
fWhip chuckled. "Well, I suppose you were smart enough to get one over on Scott to get the crown in the first place." he relented.
"Exactly! And if you're smart, you'll let me help you plot to get the crown from Scott!" Jimmy advised.
It made sense. He and Jimmy were going to meet up to plot out a convincing usurpation before Scott unknowingly interrupted their plans. Plus, not only was Gem close friends with Scott but Sausage was dedicated to protecting the crown; and after failing this badly fWhip doubted Sausage would let it happen again.
"As long as you're up for it, I don't see why not." fWhip agreed.
fWhip hadn't thought it was possible but Jimmy lit up even more. fWhip could feel himself blush.
"Really? I thought you'd argue more." Jimmy said.
"Nah," fWhip replied, shaking his head," it'll be fun to work with my boyfriend to get back at the man who screwed us both over."
Jimmy laughed again, grinning brightly from ear to ear. fWhip was overcome with the strongest urge to kiss him, so he did.
Jimmy made a small surprised noise when their lips met but earnestly kissed back. They kissed until the need to breath became too strong for them to ignore. Both of them were gasping for breath as they pulled apart, but that didn't stop Jimmy from pressing a few chaste kisses to the corner of fWhip's mouth.
"Eager, are we?" fWhip chuckled, "Why don't we put aside schemes for now and go somewhere a little less open?"