“Oh uhhh, is this a bad time?” she asked.
“I should be finished shortly,” Aku said. Or so he hoped. The line was still ringing and just when he thought someone had picked up, it was only the answering machine.
Suddenly, Aku was furious as he held the phone in front of his face and screamed into it.
“BLACK HAT. ANSWER THIS PHONE!
I know you are there! I am calling to inform you that you shall PAY for your slander and sins against Aku!!”
In true cartoon fashion, Eldritch tentacles emerged from the phone along with some snapping alien jaws and laser beams. Aku fired back with his own laser blasts and breathed fire onto the phone. Finally, when both sides had had enough, Aku slammed down the phone and the battle was over. For now.
“…I hate that guy.”
i think Azura is going mad with power. she doesn’t even think genocide is all that bad.
“…”
The demon lord considered this for a moment. Then a grin spread slowly across his face.
“You don’t say.”
“I um,” it was almost embarrassing to talk about. The falling sensation making her breath hitch mid sentence and make her rethink how she was going to word it.
“Its a ring.” she answered. “Being rainy gave me the idea to hide it in a hole. And this is the most familiar place to me aside from the hotel we’re staying at. It’s complicated.”
‘I see…,’ he said with an undertone of suspicion. But if Casper thought she could dodge the question that easily, she was wrong.
‘Why do you feel you must hide this ring? And with such urgency. Is it stolen?’ he guessed. ‘Cursed? Why else do you seek to be rid of it?’
imagine your icon showing up at your house at 3 am and crawling into your bed with no context or explanation
Dyou think Aku takes trips to the sun as like, a relaxing retreat almost? I came up with a headcanon a while ago that Aku likes to take a dip in a lava pool every now and again like a hot tub so like, what if he goes to the sun and just curls up inside it for a nap?
I love this headcanon and I approve! Btw Aku enjoying a nice relaxing lava bath every now and then is my favorite piece of headcanon ever.
There came a persistent knock at Sixer’s door. “SIXFORD. It is I, Aku. There is something I wish to speak with you about.”
Sixer peers out the door with a cautious expression. Aku doesn’t look too happy from his perspective. “Ah, yes? What is it?”
The growling underdone of Aku’s voice let Sixer know that Aku didn’t seem to like Cipher very much. So when he offered the question, it was one that Sixer was somewhat willing to answer.
“He changed and enslaved us because he wanted to, and didn’t offer anything we wanted in return,” Sixer replied. “He operated more on his own deals than he realized, and as a result, when we were finally given the opportunity to make things even between us, he paid for what he had done with his life.”
The glint in his eyes as he spoke hinted that killing Cipher had been very satisfying.
Seeing the glint in Sixer’s eyes made Aku even more curious to know just what had transpired. It sounded as if Cipher had fallen victim to his own deal-making.
“How was the killing blow finally struck?” he asked. Every monster had a weakness, of this he was certain. Knowing those weaknesses would give him an upper hand should the dream demon begin targeting Azura again. “Let’s just say Cipher’s weaknesses are relevant to my interests…”
The Shogun of Sorrow 