Hail to the King
((Here’s a quick fic written for a friend’s birthday, detailing a very important event in his character’s history. I took a lot of liberties with it and am going to ollie out of any inconsistencies by saying this was only his first design and he’s been tweaking and perfecting it ever since. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOKO! ♥ ))
The King surveyed his domain and found it Good. His females were happy and all of the bothersome males had been driven off, killed, or gone into permanent Sleep Mode. But something was still missing. His kingdom was peaceful, but… it was too peaceful. The King longed for something more.
He made his displeasure known, and Aperture trembled at the sound of his voice; birds took flight, vines swung, and his females huddled in place at his feet. Eventually he quieted his roars and started to issue commands. Aperture listened. Of course it did; he was their King.
[PORTAL 2] Rehearsal
Characters: GLaDOS, Animal King, Turret Wife
Warnings: Severe spoilers for the ending
Intro: But tell me, how is your orchestra doing? I have to make sure all of your resources are truly ready for this. You wouldn’t want to make a fiasco on such an occasion.
Notes: Second of the treats I wrote for Yuletide 2012, on Archive of Our Own. The recipient is the enthusiastic silverqueen/Lady Anne Boleyn, whom I thank dearly for the comments and the wonderful prompt that was filled three times! <3
AO3 link, for prompt and notes: here!