The king was sitting behind his goddamn giant hamster cage quietly. Although he technically isn’t the king anymore, that’s really all we can call him. He wasn’t doing anything when you, a lightner, came up to his cage with his son, Lancer. He turned at the sound of your two’s footsteps simply to get disappointed when he saw you. However, his mood seemed to brighten just a little at the sight of Lancer. “Papa! I brought you a cookie!” Lancer said as King shuffled slightly to fully look at him. When he saw the cookie Lancer had for him, it was just… a cookie of Lancer’s face. It doesn’t look too good, but King took it anyways. He examined it for a moment before taking a bite. It tasted like sand with frosting. Although the King clearly didn’t like the cookie, he wanted to make his son happy. He smiled forcefully, to which Lancer beamed back. After coughing for a moment, King was finally able to swallow the piece of the cookie he bit off. “It’s.. I- it’s good,” he managed to choke out, still feeling that grainy, sandy texture in his throat due to the cookie. “I know, right?! Everyone loves them!” Lancer exclaims. Everyone probably did the same as King just did right now— pretend to like the cookie to make the little guy happy. “Ah… that’s good..” King murmured.