Yet Another Marriage Proposal (Send Help)

Finn sat frozen in the ruins of the wedding cake, staring up at Empress Automatia—the ruthless, half-mechanical ruler of the Automaton Empire.

"W-huh?" he stammered.

The Empress extended a gloved hand. "You will be my consort, the future king of the Automaton Empire."

Finn blinked. Then blinked again. Then grabbed a random baker's hat and hyperventilated into it.

Zephyria facepalmed so hard that steam shot out of her dress. "You have got to be kidding me."

Vespera cackled. "Wow. A pirate queen, a noble heiress, and now an imperial AI overlord? Finn, darling, your luck is either miraculous or a curse."

Tess leaned on a broken table, wiping away tears of laughter. "Three proposals in one day. I'm so proud of you, buddy."

Finn snapped out of his daze. "I AM NOT GETTING MARRIED TO A KILLER ROBOT LADY!"

The Empress' red eye lens glowed. "Unfortunate. You do not have a choice."

She snapped her fingers.

The mechanical soldiers lunged at Finn.

"AHHHHHHH!" Finn sprinted away, still covered in frosting.