Part 91 S2: Sharkacat Brew had begun

Tittle : Bloodlines of Betrayal S2 - Celestia's Ascension

Written By : Reviline James Wang

Genre : Paranormal Romance | Alpha Werewolf | Billionaire | Vampire | Family Drama | Rumors | Mafia

thrilling saga of Bloodlines of Betrayal: Celestia's Ascension:

The day after their brilliant plan to acquire robot minions, Celestia found herself once again buried in the piles of paperwork she had hoped to avoid. She had been distracted by Dante's talk of "robot armies" and "holographic projectors," but now the reality of running a kingdom had settled back in.

"I should've just stayed in hiding," Celestia muttered under her breath, sorting through a pile of contracts that seemed to multiply every time she glanced away.

"What's this about staying in hiding?" Draven entered the room with a cup of coffee in hand, grinning as he noticed her struggling.

"Just having a moment of doubt about my life choices," Celestia said, sitting back in her chair. "I could've been living peacefully in a little cottage somewhere. But no, I had to be the queen, ruler of an entire kingdom of supernatural chaos."

Draven chuckled and set the coffee down in front of her. "Yeah, and then you decided to become a queen with an even more chaotic entourage. Like me, for example." He raised his eyebrow with playful arrogance.

"True," Celestia said, taking a sip of coffee. "You certainly keep things interesting. But I need to get rid of this paperwork before I throw it all out the window."

"Why don't you just delegate it?" Draven suggested, casually leaning against the doorframe. "You've got enough people around here to handle this for you. Don't be shy. Make them work for their keep."

Celestia's eyes lit up with the sudden realization. "That's it! Why didn't I think of this sooner? I could get a whole squad of people to do this. I could even hire someone who specializes in."

The door burst open suddenly, and Dante swaggered in with an exaggerated flourish. "Did someone say 'hire'? I'm available for the job. I'm excellent at paperwork... said no one ever."

Celestia blinked, staring at him. "You? Handle paperwork? I think we'd have better luck letting the vampires handle it."

"Oh please," Dante said with an exaggerated huff. "I have great organizational skills. I can organize a party faster than you can throw a tantrum."

Draven snorted. "True. He once threw a party in the middle of a battle."

Dante shot him a pointed look. "It was a strategic move. You can't expect to win without a few distractions, right?"

Celestia groaned. "I don't even want to know how you managed that." She shifted her focus back to her idea. "Alright, I'm going to hire someone. A professional paper shuffler. Someone who'll know how to deal with this mess."

Dante raised his hand dramatically. "Oh, and while you're at it, could you hire someone to teach Draven how to do basic paperwork? Last time I saw him try, the documents looked like they'd been attacked by a dragon."

"Hey!" Draven objected, feigning offense. "I did my best. There were just... too many documents. And also... the dragon attack."

"Sure, sure. Excuses, excuses," Dante teased, patting Draven on the back. "But I've seen toddlers better at filing than you."

Celestia couldn't hold back her laughter. "Alright, alright. I'll handle the hiring. But no promises on hiring anyone too competent."

Dante grinned. "See? Now that's the Celestia I know. Make sure to hire someone who knows how to have fun. At least then we'll get something out of this whole 'ruling' thing."

"Deal," Celestia said, leaning back in her chair. "I'll just let you both handle everything else while I go find a professional paper shuffler. You know, one who won't set everything on fire or throw a party in the middle of a meeting."

"You mean like this one?" Draven asked, holding up a fire extinguisher. "Just in case."

Celestia chuckled. "I'm honestly scared now. But I guess I'll trust you two... as much as I can."

With that, the trio decided to take a break from the madness. After all, even in a kingdom of supernatural chaos, sometimes it's best to just step back, laugh at the absurdity, and take a moment to enjoy the fun.

It was early afternoon when the sky overhead suddenly darkened-perfect timing for an interruption. Celestia was just beginning to draft a letter to her allies when a loud crash echoed through the royal palace hallways, followed by the unmistakable sound of shouting.

"What now?" she muttered, setting down her quill and standing up.

Draven, ever the curious one, didn't even flinch. "Probably another 'accidental' chaos fest courtesy of Dante," he said with a knowing smirk.

"Don't blame me!" Dante's voice called from down the hallway, even before they reached the door. "I only accidentally created a new monster. It's not my fault that it looks like a cross between a cat, a shark, and a… well… a coffee machine."

Celestia blinked, bewildered. "A coffee machine? How does that even."

Before she could finish her sentence, the door to her office swung open, revealing Dante with an enormous, twitching creature in tow. The creature was indeed a bizarre hybrid of cat-like features, with the tail and sharp teeth of a shark, and what could only be described as an espresso machine attached to its back. The hissing sound that came from the creature was unmistakable: it sounded like a boiling pot of coffee.

"I present to you the 'Sharkacat Brew'!" Dante said proudly, as though it was the greatest invention of the century. "It's designed for the caffeine lover who really doesn't have time for a morning routine."

Celestia's mouth hung open as she stared at the hybrid creature. "I'm not sure whether to laugh or be terrified. Does it actually brew coffee, or is it just there for the chaos?"

"Why not both?" Dante responded, grinning ear to ear. "It brews coffee and then turns into a ferocious predator. Perfect for those stressful mornings when you need both energy and, uh, protection."

Draven raised an eyebrow. "You built this thing?"

"I didn't build it. I merely… experimented," Dante explained nonchalantly, waving a hand. "Sometimes it's about taking risks. You know, testing the boundaries of science and coffee culture. Who doesn't love a good caffeine-induced existential crisis?"

Celestia put her face in her hands. "Please tell me that thing can't get loose in the palace."

"Well, it hasn't learned to walk yet," Dante said with a slight pause. "So we have a bit of time. But the coffee." He grinned, pointing to the machine-like contraption on the creature's back. "It's ready to brew in... oh, 30 seconds."

"Why would anyone need that much caffeine?" Celestia asked, her voice barely hiding the sheer confusion that she felt.

"Some days, I'm convinced I do," Draven added dryly, still watching the bizarre creature with intrigue. "But that thing? I'd need a lot of caffeine just to handle the stress of owning it."

Dante chuckled. "Exactly. You see? It's not just a pet. It's a lifestyle."

"I swear, if you release that thing in the dining hall, I'll never be able to look at my morning coffee the same way again," Celestia said, looking at the creature warily.

"Oh, don't worry," Dante assured, "I've already decided it'll be trained to brew only for the royal family. If anyone else tries to drink, well..." He glanced down at the creature. "Let's just say, they'll be meeting the sharp end of the shark-cat's personality."

Celestia crossed her arms. "I'm giving you exactly five minutes before I have to send that thing back to wherever it came from. This place is chaotic enough already without adding a monster-coffee hybrid to the mix."

"Five minutes is more than enough for a proper demonstration," Dante said confidently. "Watch and be amazed, my queen!"

True to his word, Dante began moving the creature towards the royal kitchen. Celestia was now deeply regretting not locking the doors to her office before the chaos erupted. She was sure that by the end of the week, she'd be facing more bizarre inventions than she ever imagined.

Draven followed them to the kitchen. "Do you think this is going to work?"

"I'm starting to doubt my life choices at this point," Celestia said with a sigh.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the Sharkacat Brew had begun a slow, hissing, and twitching journey towards the coffee counter. Dante pressed a button on its back, and the creature let out a series of noises like a kettle boiling, followed by an eruption of coffee spilling from its back compartment.

"Behold!" Dante said, his voice filled with triumph. "Fresh brew, served with a side of chaos!"

Celestia and Draven exchanged glances.

"Well," Draven said, taking a sip of the strange coffee that had somehow managed to spill itself into a cup, "at least it tastes... decent?"

Celestia wrinkled her nose. "How can you drink this? It's practically... brewed by an animal."

"I'm living on the edge, babe," Draven replied with a grin. "And I think it's a trend we should get used to."

Before Celestia could protest further, the Sharkacat Brew hopped up on the counter, turned toward her, and emitted a low growl, its sharp teeth gleaming. It then proceeded to slurp its own brewed coffee from the cup, looking smug as it did so.

"Alright," Celestia said, finally letting out a reluctant laugh. "You know what? Fine. We'll keep it. But if it breaks anything, I'll make sure you're the one to clean up the mess, Dante."

Dante raised his hands in mock surrender. "Deal! The Sharkacat Brew stays, and I get to keep my experimental genius to myself. What could possibly go wrong?"

As if on cue, the creature let out a loud hiss and leapt off the counter, darting out of the kitchen in a blur of fur, sharp teeth, and brewing coffee.

"Dante!" Celestia shouted, leaping to her feet. "What did I just."

Before she could finish her sentence, the sound of coffee spilling and a loud crash came from the hallway.

"Well," Draven said, watching the chaos unfold with mild amusement, "I guess we'll need to hire more maids... or maybe a few robot minions to deal with the mess."

Celestia stared after the creature in horror. "Oh, this kingdom will never be the same again."

The chaos that Dante had unleashed with his Sharkacat Brew had not only filled the halls with frantic coffee-scented chaos but also left behind a trail of what could only be described as utter destruction. The creature, now dubbed "Brewzilla," had rampaged through the castle, knocking over vases, and paintings, and causing coffee to spurt from its back like a faulty espresso machine on overdrive.

Celestia and Draven stood at the entrance to the royal courtyard, watching in disbelief as the creature made its way toward the royal garden, bouncing off walls like a pinball on a caffeine high.

"Dante," Celestia said, her voice dangerously calm, "I warned you. I warned you about this. And now..."

"I'm just saying, Celestia," Dante began, stepping forward, still brimming with enthusiasm despite the madness, "it's the best unintentional fun we've had in ages! Imagine the possibilities! We could."

Celestia held up a hand, silencing him. "No more experiments. If you want to experiment, do it in the lab, not in my royal garden." She gestured toward the garden, where the Brewzilla was now knocking over flowers and spraying coffee like a mad sprinkler system. "This is your last warning."

Draven, who had been silently enjoying the scene, finally broke his calm composure. "Honestly, I'm kind of impressed. I didn't think we had this much chaos left in us."

Dante beamed, clearly undeterred by Celestia's frustration. "I mean, we don't always have to follow the rules. Life's too short for that, right? Besides, look at Brewzilla. He's thriving!"

Celestia pinched the bridge of her nose, trying her hardest to not lose her composure. "Thrive? You're telling me this creature is thriving? It's out of control, Dante!"

Just then, the creature let out an earth-shaking hiss and sprinted toward the royal fountain, where it proceeded to leap into the water with a dramatic flourish.

"That's it," Celestia muttered under her breath, already marching forward.

Draven placed a hand on her shoulder to calm her down. "Do you really think you can stop it now? It's already a runaway disaster."

"Well, I'm not going to stand here and watch my garden turn into a caffeinated jungle!" Celestia snapped, her eyes narrowing. "Dante! I told you."

Before Celestia could continue, Dante took out a device from his pocket and pressed a button. The Sharkacat Brew, now drenched in water and surrounded by a puddle of coffee, froze mid-motion. It shook its furry little head, making strange whirring noises, before slowly rolling to a stop.

"See? Easy fix!" Dante grinned proudly, as though the creature's temporary shutdown was a magnificent triumph. "I've got everything under control."

Celestia raised an eyebrow. "So, you just have a remote control for the creature now?"

Dante shrugged, still smiling. "You can't have a monster that dangerous running wild without some emergency backup, right?"

Draven gave him a side-eye. "Next time, maybe just stick to regular coffee. You know, the kind that doesn't have a chance of eating your guests."

"I don't know," Dante said, rubbing his chin. "Maybe we could create a new gourmet coffee experience where you drink, and then your cup attacks you with coffee-flavored fury? It's a conversation starter!"

Celestia groaned, feeling her patience slipping. "I'll make a deal with you, Dante. You clean up this mess personally,while Draven and I try to salvage the garden. And if you can't handle it, I'll have Brewzilla personally brew you coffee... with extra teeth next time."

"Deal!" Dante agreed enthusiastically, already racing to the garden to contain his creation.

The rest of the afternoon passed with a mix of half-hearted efforts and sudden outbursts of laughter. Celestia, trying her hardest to maintain some semblance of control, wandered through the royal garden, silently muttering curses while plucking up broken flower petals from the grass.

Draven, who was far more laid-back about the situation, leaned against a nearby tree, his arms crossed. "I still think you're overreacting," he said, watching Dante juggle with the creature's remote, trying to fix whatever malfunction had caused it to go haywire in the first place. "I mean, at least the thing brews coffee."

Celestia let out a long, exasperated sigh. "The last thing I need right now is more chaos, Draven."

"Right, right," he said, nodding. "But if you really think about it, chaos has its uses. Like a good prank, or a surprise birthday party… or a monster brewing coffee."

"Don't even start," Celestia warned, though she was fighting a smile. "I've seen enough chaos for today. Enough."

Just then, the creature's remote control let out a loud pop noise, and it suddenly sprang back to life, but this time, with no coffee brewing apparatus attached.

"What the." Dante began, his voice full of confusion.

Brewzilla, now inexplicably more adorable without its previous menacing appearance, bounced back toward Celestia. It leapt onto her shoulder, letting out an affectionate chirp.

"Wait, hold on." Celestia blinked in surprise. "It... likes me now?"

Dante chuckled. "I swear, that's the last time I let you handle it. Looks like it's chosen its new favorite person."

Draven raised an eyebrow. "Well, looks like Celestia's got herself a new pet, after all."

"Great," Celestia muttered, watching the creature curl up on her shoulder like a fluffy hat. "I have a monster who brews coffee, who's now attached to me."

Dante threw his hands up. "You're welcome! I always knew you needed a good pet."

Celestia sighed, but deep down, despite the madness, there was a part of her that couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, if it makes coffee," she said, "I suppose it's better than having to deal with Dante all the time."

Dante, unfazed, shot her a playful grin. "Hey, I bring entertainment to the palace. It's like living with a live comedy show. You're welcome."

As the creature purred on Celestia's shoulder, and Dante went off to clean up his latest disaster, Celestia sighed once more, feeling an odd sense of calm among the chaos.