Table For Four - chapter 1
Entrapta X Hordak fic! (with Netossa and Spinerrella’s participation)
Author’s note: Guess who’s back with more puppy/kitty fics nobody asked for?! That’s right, it’s me! Really wanted to make a double date involving our beloved mad scientists, and with fanart this time! I really hope you guys enjoy this one and tell me what you think! I love hearing you guy’s criticism!
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-Pink-ish, or purple-ish? Pink-ish... Or purple-ish...? Hummm...
Entrapta compared both bow ties, one in each paw, trying to decide which one best matched with her new tuxedo. In other cases, she would ask Double Trouble, who by far had a better knowledge of clothes and "style" than her. But they were busy today.
And in other, other cases, she would ask Hordak, who was also busy at the moment, putting on his own dress.
-Entrapta? Is something wrong? -Hordak asked from behind the fitting room's door.
-No, nothing's wrong, I just don't know which bow tie would look good with my tux! -She said, frustrated. -Could you help me?
-In a moment, dear!
Entrapta growled. She didn't have a moment! Emily, noticing her frustration, looked up at her from beneath the large bed and beeped worryingly.
-Oh! Emily! -The princess jumped down from her comber. -Which one?
The dog raised the bow ties for the robot to see. She looked between both for a moment before settling on the one at her left paw.
-Purple-ish it is! -Entrapta declared, tossing the pink-ish bow tie over her shoulder.
She hummed a tune while going back to her comber's mirror to tie it to her tuxedo. Her ears raised as she heard rustling behind her and steps. Probably just Hordak getting out of the dressing room.
-Did you need something? -He asked.
-Uh, no, I solved that problem, but now I have another one! -She said. -Can help me tie my- Uuuhhh...!
He was absolutely dashing. His dress wrapped perfectly around his hips and loosened around his legs, leaving them in clear sight. A long cape on his back dragging on the ground with his tail. He had black lipstick and nailpolish on, and a rogue lock of fur fell on his eyes in a curl.
What a lucky dog she was!
She whistled at him in a teasing tone as he walked up to her.
-Oh, stop it! You've seen me in this dress a thousand times before!
-I've seen the sunset a thousand times before, doesn't make it less beautiful! -She said, her tail wagging.
A low purr escaped him as he helped her with her bow tie and adjusted the plastic flower on her pocket. The last time she tried with a real flower, she wouldn't stop sneezing.
Emily beeped at them sadly as she handed Entrapta her very small top hat. Hordak pat her in a gesture of comfort.
-Oh, I'm sorry, Emily. I know you wanted to come. But this is a date! Meaning "only couples allowed"! -The Princess said. -But Kadroh will stay with you! And you can watch movies with Imp!
Emily beeped excitedly again, rolling around the room, knocking things off shelves and tables. Entrapta laughed at her companion, and Hordak raised a paw for Emily to stop when she approached them again.
-If Double Trouble shows up unnannounced again -He told her. -Shoot at will!
The robot beeped an understanding sound, ready to follow his orders. She ran out off the room when Entrapta opened the door into the corredor.
-Are you ready for our first "fancy date", lab partner?
-I am. -He said, his tail held high.
-I'll show you a thing or two about romance! -Netossa said in an awfully confident voice.
Spinnerella rooled her eyes and chuckled. She loved her wife's overconfidence on herself, and this date had been her idea after all. She rested her tail on Netossa's hip and they kissed. Her wife's gaze changing from confident to love-struck, and she couldn't help but smile.
-Good afternoon, my ladies! -The receptionist exclaimed. He, just as the rest of the staff, wore a tux and had his fur straightened with gel.
-Good afternoon! We have a booking under the name "Netossa"!
-Hmmm... I'm sorry, my lady, but I don't believe we have a booking under that name.
-What?! Oh, no, did I call the wrong restaurant?!
-Real smooth, "Juliet"! -Spinnerella laughed.
-D-do you have any tables for two available?
The receptionist checked on a list in his table.
-Not at the moment, I'm afraid, but the waiting time is 20 minutes, if my ladies don't mind waiting. -He said, apologetic.
-Of course it is... -She sighed, her ears dropped in defeat. -I'm sorry, Nella. Do you wanna go somewhere else?
Spinnerella smiled wide, her tail wagging, as she hugged her wife in comfort.
-I don't mind waiting! We did want to try a new place!
Netossa smiled a little, her tail wagging as well.
-I'm glad! Just wait in the reception, please! I will call you when the table is available!
They sat on a little red bench with large cushions, others sat with them, waiting for their tables as well, talking. A large window on the opposite wall gave a beautiful view of the outside, a large garden and the sun setting behind it, giving place for the stars.
-I have a good feeling about this! -Spinnerella held her wife's paw on her own.
Netossa raised their paws and kissed Spinnerella's.
-I have too!
They stare into each other's eyes, stuck in their own little world, until they hear a very familiar shrill laugh.
-So fancy! -Entrapta exclaimed.
She raised her paws to look at the large red carpet underneath them. Her tail wagged madly with excitement, making her whole backside wiggle, and while Hordak found it most endearing, it earned some strange stares.
Either that, or his own presence. He couldn't tell.
Hordak knew better then to judge others for their appearance, but he couldn't help but make assumptions. Some in the line behind them whispered and pointed, some in the front tried looking at them without being noticed.
Entrapta was distracted, touching everything she could. It was all very velvety and she enjoyed the feel of it. Hordak had to nudge her gently to get her attention back when their turn came.
-Hello! -She approached the receptionist.
-Oh! Princess Entrapta! What an honour! What brings you here toda-AAaayyy... -The receptionist's expression fell from welcoming to absolutely terrified for his life when he saw Hordak.
-Do you have a table for two? -Entrapta asked.
-Oh! W-well... We have a waiting list of about 20 minutes, if you don't have any bookings, my lady... -He said, trying to recompose himself. -Which, of course, I completely understand if you don't want to wait that long! Hehe... M-maybe choose another restaurant...
-No, we can wait! Right, Hordikins? -She turned to Hordak. -You don't mind waiting?
-I don't mind at all. In fact, waiting may be better. It'll help my appetite.
Hordak tried to keep his voice calm, but he couldn't help but pin his ears back. He had his eyes fixated on the receptionist, and opened his mouth to lick his lips, purposefully showing as much of his sharp fangs as he could. The receptionist's ears dropped and his face was turning pale.
-R-right... Just wait at the reception, I'll call you when there's a table available...
Entrapta smiled as she walked past him, Hordak followed after her, but shot the receptionist the nastiest side-eye he could manage.
The princess chose a nice little red bench to sit on, right underneath a large window. The sun had just set and the night sky was filled with stars. Entrapta rested her paws on the window stop to admire them, her tail still going. Hordak smiled and sat beside her, her ear wrapping around his tail.
-I'm still not used to them! They're so beautiful...!
A moment of silence, and Hordaks smile fell. His worries starting to aggravate him, and feeling other's stare wasn't helping at all. Entrapta noticed his anxiety and took his paw in hers for him to look at her.
-Hordikins? Is something wrong?
-I'm not sure... -He sighed. -I suppose... I'm just not very confident. We are incredibly out of our element, and I don't know what to do with myself...
-I understand. It wasn't easy for me when I first starting hanging out with the other princesses too. -She wrapped her ear around him and pulled them closer together. -But you don't gotta do anything! We're here for us! We'll have a nice dinner and it'll be super fun! You'll see!
-Correct, as always, my dear. -He smiled at her and nuzzled her cheek, purring.
He wrapped his tail around her as they held each other and Hordak felt his anxiety start to calm.
Their ears raised and they turned to look at the awfully familiar voice calling the princesses' name.
-Hi! -Entrapta wagged her tail.
Hordak recognized the dogs sitting behind them, though they were wearing much more expensive clothing. They were princesses, married to each other. He had seen them before in previous Princess Meetings, but he couldn't remember their names. But Entrapta seemed to recognize them, and they seemed to recognize Entrapta.
-What are you guys doing here?
-What are YOU guys doing here?! -The taller dog asked.
-We're out on a fancy date! -Entrapta said, proudly, pulling Hordak closer as to show him off.
-Really? -The smaller said. -We didn't know you liked this kind of place! I mean... We know you have trouble with food sometimes...
-Yeah, I do! But I really, really wanted to try a fancy date! And Double Trouble said this place was good! -Entrapta turned to the cat. -You guys remember Hordak?
-How could we ever forget...?
-Hordikins, do you remember Netossa and Spinnerella?
-I do. -Ah. So that was their names.
-Pfft! "Hordikins"? -The one they called Netossa laughed.
-Only Entrapta calls me that! -He growled. They stared at each other aggressively.
-Netossa! Quit it! -Spinnerella barked at her wife. -S-so, you came here on a date, right? What a coincidence! We're here on a date, too!
-Are you?! That's awesome! -Entrapta gasped, an idea forming on her head. -You know what we should do?! We should do a DOUBLE fancy date!
-What?! -Hordak and Netossa asked at the same time.
-It's been so long since we've had a double date, Net! -Spinnerella said. -And we for sure never spent enough time with Entrapta! Or Hordak!
-Uhhh... You sure about this, honey...?
-I have to agree with... Netossa, beloved. I don't believe this to be a wise idea. -Hordak hesitated, the princess' name unfamiliar to him.
In a strange place, with strangers, in such an intimate occasion. Hordak knew it wasn't as serious as he was making it, but the fear of something going completely wrong clawed at him. Entrapta raised herself to his eye level and put a paw on his shoulder.
-Don't worry, it's gonna be fun! I promise! -Entrapta reassured him.
Spinnerella left Netossa's side only to approach the receptionist once again.
-Excuse me, could we maybe move to wait for a table for four? We found our friends here, and we would like to sit together! -She asked him politely.
-Oh, of course, my lady! -He looked over her shoulder at Hordak, and the cat glared at him again. The receptionist gulped. -W-well, if you choose to move to a table for four, we have one available right now. If you still wish to dine here, o-of course! But I'm sure you don't-
-Oh, yes, please! That would be wonderful!
-Ah. Follow me...
Defeated, the receptionist guided them through the tables to a nice sofa at the end of one of the corners. He tried to ignore Hordak for the most part, though he could feel the cat's gaze burning on the back of his neck.
Though it was somewhat far from the other tables, Netossa couldn't help but feel others' gaze on them. It wasn't unusual. They always earned a few stares when they went out, after all, they were princesses, everyone knew who they were, but she noticed an awful lot more of stares than usual.
-Here are your menus. -The receptionist said hastly. -I'll have a waiter come and take your orders in a moment!
Before Spinnerella had the chance to thank him, he ran to the kitchens followed by two other waiters. Confused, she turned to the others.
-So, what are we eating tonight?
-There's no pictures on this menu! And all the names sound weird! -Entrapta said. -But I'll eat anything if it's tiny! How about you, Hordak?
-Red meat. -He answered, still looking at the menu.
-I really want some pasta! -Spinerrella said, sharing her menu with Netossa. -Darling, do you mind sharing it with me?
-As long as it got a bunch of cheese, I'm good with it! -Netossa licked her lips. -Are we ready to order, then?
Before anyone would answer, Netossa had already called a waitress who was passing nearby. She approached them with a smile, but her expression fell when she noticed the large red-eyed cat. She gulped.
-Good afternoon, my ladies! What would you like to eat today? -she asked with a notepad on her paws.
-Do you have any pasta?
-Yes, we do have our "Gnocchi Alla Bava", it's our special for today! -the waitress pointed at the name on the menu.
-Then one of those for us both, please! -Netossa held Spinnerella's paw. -How about you guys?
-Do you have anything tiny? -Entrapta asked the waitress.
-Well... We have the "Mozzarelline Fritte"... But tha-
-Great! I want one of those! -Entrapta interrupted.
-Alright... And what for the main course, my lady?
Entrapta didn't respond until Hordak whispered in her ear the waitress was still talking to her.
-Huh? What main course?
-"Mozzarelline Fritte" are appetizers, my lady. You are suppose to order an actual dish for dinner after the appetizers...
-Oh. Uhhh... What else is tiny other than that? -Entrapta read the menu again.
-Nothing, my lady...
-Then I'm just gonna want that!
-You sure, Traps? -Netossa asked. -What if you're still hungry afterwards?
-Then I can order more!
Netossa and Spinerrella exchanged looks.
-Well, alright... -the waitress said, turning away from the table. -I'll take your orders to the chef, if that is all-
-That is not all! -Hordak growled. -You haven't taken my order!
The waitress gulped and turned back. Instead of asking she just gestured for Hordak to speak and refused to look him in the eyes.
-Do you have red meat? -he asked.
-"Brasato al Barolo". -the waitress answered coldly.
-I'll have that. Well done.
She turned to the kitchens without another word. Which they all found quite rude. Entrapta on the other hand, had her tail wagging madly and clung to Hordak's paw like her life depended on it.
-This is so exciting! I've never been to a fancy restaurant before!
-Never before? Never, ever? -Netossa asked. -You don't know what you're missing, Traps! We love coming to "fancy restaurants"!
-Oh, yes! The food is good, the waiters are very polite-
-To you, maybe. -Hordak growled.
Netossa shot him a side-eye and wrapped her tail around Spinerrella's hips, bringing her wife closer to her. Spinerrella, noticing her wife's worries, rested a paw on her shoulder as to calm her down.
-Maybe she was just in a rush! -Entrapta told him.
-Maybe she didn't want to look at your fa- OW!
Netossa had whispered to herself, but Spinerrella had over-heard her and given her a pinch to stay quiet.
Hordak pretended he didn't her the dog's almost offense and turned to Entrapta, who fidgeted with her paws while looking around. She noticed a table full of older dogs, also wearing expensive dresses and jewelry. They looked over their shoulder, pointed and whispered. Entrapta smiled and waved at them, thinking they were trying to start a conversation, but they turned back around when they realized they were noticed.
Hordak pinned his ears back. Intimidating the waitress had taken his attention from the rest of his surroundings, full of whispering and strange looks. He told himself it was because of him, but a voice inside his head made him question if it wasn't because of Entrapta.
For all they knew, she was secluded, had an unstable political relationship with the other Princesses, and worked for the Horde. For him. With him. And she made it very known and clear to all that she enjoyed every second of it. The thought disgusted him, but as he looked at her again, she noticed his eyes on her and gave him a smile.
The cat couldn't help but smile back. In a small moment of relief, he bent down and kissed her cheek. So let them stare.
-So... you both! -Spinerrella said awkwardly. -How are things for the two of you? Back in Dryl, I mean?
-It's great! - Entrapta exclaimed. -The Brothers are having an easier time adjusting and I finally got Hordak to take an actual bath!
-Entrapta! -he hissed. -That is personal information!
-I understand it completely! -Spinerrella pointed at Netossa. -This one still has a fit over eating her veggies!
-Veggies are disgusting! How very dare you! -Netossa barked.
Entrapta cackled at the other couple's squabble. Hordak was still suspicious. Of what or who, he wasn't sure, but he wasn't as at ease as his lab partner.
-You both are Princesses, are you not? -he implied to them. -But I do not seem to remember your kingdom from any map. I heard it's quite small...
-And what if it is?! -Netossa growled.
-Netossa! Shut! Your! Mouth! -Spinerrella turned to Hordak. -Yes, it is! It actually wasn't recognized as a kingdom of it's own until very recently, with Netossa's grandmother!
-Really? How come? -Entrapta tilted her head, confused.
-It basically works like a fief! -Netossa puffed out her chest. -There are rulers who the subjects give their services to, and in return, the rulers let the subjects stay and live on their land! Nana was pissed at Bright Moon at the time because they refused to count us as a kingdom or part of the Princess Alliance, even if our fief was enormous and we were the main source of sugar, cattle and wheat! They wanted us to keep paying taxes!
-Fuck taxes! -Entrapta interrupted in an unfamiliar angry tone.
-That's right, Traps! Fuck taxes! -Netossa cheered, her tail waging, while Spinerrella shook her head. -Nana stopped exporting resources and Bright Moon had to swallow their pride and let her in the Princess Alliance, or else they would have starved!
-That's clever! I'm just glad Glimmer gave up on trying to make me pay my taxes! -Entrapta said. -I hated doing them!
-I am glad too! -Hordak said, wrapping his tail around her.
-So we're not going to do nothing about it?! -the waitress whispered, indignant.
-What are we supposed to do? -the receptionist whispered back. -It's Hordak! Those claws cut through flesh like a hot knife cuts through butter! We can't just tell him to leave!
-You're both right! -the chef said through the kitchen window. -Nobody wants him here, but if we tell him to go home, he'll rip our tails off and shove them down our throats!
-He's bothering the other customers! I've had multiple complaints about him!
-He's just sitting there! As long as he doesn't do anything, let's not turn his attention to us!
They all jumped. Expecting a claw to his face, the receptionist raised his paws to shield himself, only to realize it was not Hordak, just Princess Entrapta.
-O-oh! My lady! Apologies, are you in need of something? -he recomposed himself quickly.
-Yeah, where's the bathroom? I really gotta go! -she said.
The receptionist pointed at a small corridor next to a bookshelf, near the kitchen. Entrapta turned from them.
-Thanks! By the way, when is our food coming? We're really hungry!
-In a few more minutes, my lady! -the chef said. -Apologies for the wait, but we have a full house tonight!
-Oh, okay! Thanks anyways! -and she ran off.
They all sighed in relief after the Princess was gone.
-She doesn't look hurt, does she? -the chef asked, worried.
-Even if she doesn't, I wouldn't be surprised if he hits her! -the waitress said.
-We're getting too ahead of ourselves here! -the receptionist barked! -Just act normally and DON'T do anything stupid!
The waitress huffed.
That’s it for this chapter! I’m nit sure how long this will be, but I will try my best to update it soon! Reblog if you liked it and I wish you the happiest pride month!
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