How Humiliating

The two nearby guards that were ordered to observe him, ensuring he wouldn't be foolish in any possible sly attempts. One rolls their eyes from behind, grimacing from the constant complaining. "Gah, mutt, shut up already! We don't care if you like it or not. Upset? Why don't you confront Kratos? Hmm?" He suggests, adjusting his weapon.

"No, you look nothing like a cute pup, nothing. I don't know who saw any cuteness in you." The other one begins to complain as well. The two were only becoming highly annoyed by Puck. His head shakes. "Give up. Your complaining will only lower your expectation. Just accept it, mutt."

Boredly, the other one returns to complain, from behind. "Who says your his lapdog? He's still annoyed with you back in that greasy jungle," he snorts, then cackled shortly. "Besides you have no rights, opinions, or suggestions. You're basically a puppet behind these walls."

One of them, the bulkier spoke in return, "oh? That lunatic? Hehe, he's not coming up here or near another human for a while." He grapples his lips, bending over, chuckling.

The other one that represents a higher level royal patrol, snickers too. "Pleasing? Why don't you present yourself proudly? Might encourage the Boss in a lighter mood."

The hefty ape pivoted his head back and forth. "Hehe, I wouldn't dare sit in that 'throne' human." He adds, "paha! forgotten? Very unlikely."

The bulkier ape cackled hard. His head shook, slightly bending over. "Oh, oh, oh my." His eyes closed as he continues to snicker.

The other one rose a brow. "Ah, you humans are sure mindless. I said it as a suggestion!" He calls out, shaking his head.

The one laughing eases down, peering back over. He answers, adjusting himself, "Proud, head up, back straightened. Maybe smile? Come now, you've never seen a proud alpha in the wilderness? I mean you are from there, right?"

No answer? That's common. Now, obeying a suggestion? What a good pup so far. The gorilla that suggested it walks over, grasps his forearms, dragging them forward, placing them down. If succeeded, he would be on his knees, arms outward, and head up. Resembling a proud dog.

He couldn't help but snicker at the site. This poor human is going to have a cruel, humorous lifestyle. His head shakes. "Now there's a proud pup." He claps his hands, reversing. He glimpses over to the side at the other who didn't find it at all humorous.

It didn't take long before the double doors on the left side of the 'chair' were harshly banged open. Kratos, dressed in multiple medical dressings across almost every section of his body, except his nape. A vicious glare contacted over to puck. "Took those bloody guards long enough."

He bares his fangs. "I told you, the pet room! Not here!"

The gorilla roughly clutches Puck's narrow chin, forcing his eyes down at him. "Awkward!? Since when did you view things as that? You're an animal. No creature for opinions or suggestions," he snorts, shaking his head. "I suggest, again it's a suggestion," he made it clearer as he believed he was a moron. "To get use to it." He walks off.

His frightened pup, Kratos could careless. His infuriated glare hovers between the patrols and Puck. "Fine, fine you look fine. But, I prefer Gladioor who's in recovery." He growls, shoving the tip of his can at Puck. "Because of your kind."

Puck really shouldn't have stated that. That only formed more inner anger. He stumbles over, then grips the 'pup's' hair harshly, but not too harmful on the scalp. "You already made a foolish attempt back in the wilderness, now look at you, cowering? I thought you were bold." He snorts.

He releases. "I will place you there regardless of my health."

Bump!

Puck wanted to punch the ape.

He wanted to punch him so bad that his teeth went clattering to the door. But he also knew that if he did that he’d probably be off with his head. As it stood he seemed to be a cute thing that amused the king - and as much as he hated him he was the only way he’d live.

He hated being plucked up like he did and the laughter.

Gritting his teeth slightly, he decided he would try again damn him. Putting one feet on the edge of the throne, and then added. “I am not weak! I am strong and I won’t let what you or anyone believes say otherwise.”

With one strong push, then another, he finally found his way onto that damn massive lap. Even if it was difficult as hell, he gave a slight “oof” as he felt fur all around him in the most awkward way. “Damn I actually did it..?” He muttered. Though he was more correctly on his knee and contemplated how to position himself there.

Kratos