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grokebaby · 2 years ago

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Mewmew and Dark lord Evilicus meet again

(With pictures!)

A strike of thunder shattered the dark skies, rain pouring down on the armour of the now disgraced, beaten dark lord. No longer were they The lord, with a capital D, but a mere shadow of their former frightening self. After hours of trudging through the unforgiving storm, Evilicus collapsed against the nearest rock. This was it. Their glory days were over, and now, only darkness awaits. As from darkness they came; so to darkness they shall return. Evilicus felt their eyes slip closed, slowly, mercifully, as the sting in their side faded away, sound of rain softening into a deep numbness.

Until suddenly.

Warmth enveloping the dark lord lulled them to wakefulness once again, now surrounded not by whipping rain and thunder, but the quiet rumble of an engine and the comforting yet surprising notion that their bleeding side wound had been patched up.

And.. The smell of cat food?

Where the hell am I?

Opening their eyes, Evilicus discovered they'd been set on a soft bed with chunky pillows, in some sort of dimly lit room. From a quick glance, they had no clue where this was. Mostly the figure of an armchair could be detected further in the room. Trying to move, Evilicus sensed a strange pressure upon their feet, and the source of the rumbling sound filling the vicinity.

The dark lord discovered what must've been the fattest, fluffiest cat they'd ever seen, curled up by their footside. It's purr was powerful, rivaling the thundering storm outside.

What sort of crazy cat person has rescued me? They must not know who I am, the peasant fool..

Stiffly attempting to get up, Evilicus slouched forward, feeling the sting of their wounds return through the movement. They groaned huskly, feeling heavy from the rest. The sound alerted the massive feline by their bed, and it lifted it's head, making a soft trilling sound as it woke.

"Oh, neow neow, don't try to get up too soon! Nya must rest for a wittle bit, that looked like a bad booboo! How are nyou feeling?" the cat spoke, to Evilicus' surprise, stunning them to silence for a moment. The voice of the cat was that of a grown adult, yet they still spoke as if addressing a kindergartener. Evilicus felt shame for the foolish creature.

"Where am I? And who are you?" The dark lord asked sternly, not intending to waste time conversing with this simple creature. The cat got up, in no hurry, seeming perfectly at ease with the situation, and hopped off the bed onto two upright paws, like a human person. It stretched and yawned. "Ah well, nyou know meow already, but I shouldn'ta expected nya to recognize mew! Hehe.. Nyou are at my humble little house, I hope the bed is cozycomfy!" the cat meowed with the same levity as before. Evilicus rolled their eyes under the cracked helmet. "I believe I've never met a creature like you in my life. I think I'd remember such.. And cease talking to me like that! It's humiliating.." the tired dark lord replied.

The feline person shook their head in a motherly manner. "Oh Villy, sweet oblivious villy.." their reply set a blaze of fury into the dark lord's soul, and it took only the pain of being wounded to not lunge at the critter and shake em by the scruff for speaking to them that way. "Listen now, you little-"

"Pwease, rewax, that is nyat good for your blood pressure. Let me make mewself a bit meowre clear: My name is Mewmew Agricola, also known as A. Cola, neow does that ring any bells?" the cat spoke calmly, yet again, without the smallest hint of threat. Evilicus took a second to process what they'd heard. Mewmew? They unfortunately recognised the last name, but, it couldn't have been..

"Did you say.. A. Cola? You? Where-how do you have that last name?" as far as Evilicus remembered, their mortal nemesis had never had children, nor many living relatives. Any that were mentioned, at least. To be fair, they were nemeses..

"Nyes! That is mew!" the cat affirmed with a nod.

There was.. A silence. Of hesitant eye contact from Evilicus, being met with the stupid round eyes of this cat creature. Looking into those deep dark orbs, they almost fooled themself into thinking that they greatly resembled those of the dark lord's absent nemesis, M. A. Cola.

"Mya cooked for nyou, I set the plate right there so you can take some healthy snackies when you feel up to it :3" the cat, Mewmew continued nonchalantly after said silence. Evilicus glanced at the plate set on the nightstand. Steamed broccoli and fish filets. They grumbled.

"I.. Hate broccoli.."

Mewmew shook mews head. "Always the same sour lemon, Villy. But they are healthy, and nyou need some snackies now, so gobble up if you can! At least give it a try. You'll never kneow, mew is a purrty good cook!" M exclaimed, annoyingly. "Don't. Call me Villy. If you have the faintest clue who I am, I suggest you show some respect! I may have fallen for now, but I am still the dark lord Evilicus." the dark lord asserted threateningly, patience wearing thin for the frustrating creature. How far they'd fallen, not even being taken seriously by this simplistic animal..

"Calm down neow, I don't think nyou can be called the dark lord anymore, seeing as how I defeated nya, didn't I?" Mewmew tilted ms head, with a grating kind of know-it-all tone of voice. Evilicus couldn't grant this mammalian creature the admittance that m was truly the person m claimed to be. "Do I look like a fool to you? The son of a bitch who defeated me was a mighty, snarky bot, sure, resembling an earthly feline in appearance, but-..." they paused, not wanting to believe it.

"Buuuut?" Mewmew drew out the last word, leaning forward awaitingly.

".. No"

- "Nyes!"

"It couldn't be-"

- "But it can!"

"It's impossible!"

Evilicus' dark empty heart sunk as they all but predicted word for word, that the cat would reply exactly:

"Nyathing is impawsible!"

So it was true. Against all logic and dignity. They hung their head in their hands, defeated. Unable to fathom, that this indeed, was the mighty A. Cola. Mewmew A. Cola.

Mewmew. What the fuck kinda name is that?

"So, will you eat those snackies, or do I have to feed nyou? You're a big dark lord already, mya-" Mewmew continued as if this wasn't the world shattering revelation that it clearly was. Evilicus interrupted m. "What happened to you!? Why are you like this? Did I cause this?" they asked in shock. Mewmew shook ms head. "Neow neow, nothing happened to me. I've always had this in mew! I just nyever showed it. Tank and spaceship weren't mya only forms!". Evilicus wracked their brain thinking about ways it couldn't be so; for that would mean that they, the mighty dark lord, were defeated.

This.

Arguably, that alone was worse than any defeat alone.

"And why are you talking like this now?" Evilicus added, head still reeling. Mewmew shook ms head, chuckling lightly. "Oh, I've always had this in mya as well. Of course, I didn't talk like this often, because, if nya remember, Villy - nyou made fun of me for it." m explained. And of course, Evilicus knew it to be true, mind now running back to each time they'd made a snide remark or a mocking imitation of Mewmews speech mannerisms. No wonder, then. "Neow I'm just meowre confident in mewself. That is all. I've settle down. That's what happened."

That's what happened. And Evilicus was left to suffer their empire's downfall, underlings being re-employed, all powerful weapons sealed away where they would never find them again. Allegedly.. Life truly was cruel. The world was a cruel, horrible place. Evilicus sunk back to the bed, resigned. This was it.

"Oh, are nya tired?" Mewmews question fell to deaf ears as the dark lord ideologically refused to even respond anything more. Truly there was no greater punishment than being defeated by this utterly repulsive, cringeworthy creature, only to be left alive, and left to withstand that same creature make a complete fool of the dark lord. Why did m even save them? What was there to gain? Was m hoping they'd turn their life around now that they had nothing left to lose? What a joke.

Despite their exhaustion, the darkest hours of the night granted no rest to Evilicus. Even the all consuming darkness couldn't soothe the dark lord. I mean really, it's even in the name, so it was truly a bad day if even the lightless void couldn't ease their mind. Sigh.

Evilicus was no stranger to misery and suffering, but for the past tens of years, they hadn't often been on the receiving end of it. Sure, brooding was second nature to a dark lord, that was normal, healthy overlord behavior. But this was some truly soul sucking, hopeless numbness. No empire, no authority. Most of their powers were stripped away by - sigh, Mewmew A. Cola, upon defeating Evilicus.

Mewmew.

That beast, which was now holding Evilicus hostage. Sickening. They'd thought, maybe, they could still at least perish with the last scraps of their dignity. But no. Being doted on by your mortal ultimate nemesis. Who turns out to be a walking talking cat. A truly laughable, pathetic creature.

Hopeless.

Worthless.

"Psst. Teddy here might be in need of a wittle cuddles!" Mewmews grating, horrible voice spoke in a whisper, interrupting the dark lord's restless spiraling into apathy. "It heard someone sniffling somewhere in here, hmmm. So it decided that maybe the purrrfect cuddlemate could be riiiiight-"

Placing the worn Teddy bear sitting right on the bedside, Mewmews deep dark eyes glimmered playfully in the emptiness. "Here?"

What?

The stupid Teddy rested against the dark lord's side. It's Button eyes looking empty and cold, just like Mewmews endless facial voids. "Are nyou okay? Can't sleepy-snooze? Do nya want a warm glass of miwk?" the cat spoke, every next word out of ms mouth worse than the last. Evilicus felt sick, and most of all, deeply wrathful. They hadn't been crying, obviously. The notion was insulting, really. Besides, it was nobody's business - least of all their mortal nemesis'. Evilicus slowly sat up, sliding their feet onto the floor, glowing demonic gaze fixed on the cat. It was just a cat. A stupid, little earthlian feline. "Is this some kinda joke?" Evilicus growled under their breath. Mewmew tilted ms head askingly, making a Brrb? Sound.

Slowly standing up, Evilicus - now two thirds taller than Mewmew, stood over m, pulsing with rage. "Is this your idea of a punishment? Or are you just toying with me? You could've just as easily thrown me in prison - would've been less humiliation than this!" they rasped, voice thick with hatred. Mewmew remained as untouched as m had been the entire day, calmly facing upwards to ms mortal nemesis.

"Oh, Villy. I think many would say this is the op-paw-site of a punishment. Besides, the prison system is terribly corrupt, you'd end up being right at home there - and meouch worse for wear! If nyou want to loom in darkness of course, I can keep the lights dim. Are nya eyes sensitive by the way? Is that why-"

"SILENCE!"

Mewmew went silent. While appearing serious, there was no fear in ms presence.

Which frankly, was horribly insulting.

"You really downgraded, you know? You could've been a great hero, enjoyed all your glory and adoration like you're supposed to. But you let me live. And now you continue dragging it out. Were you thinking I'd change? That I'd be swayed by your kindness after everything you've done to me?! I knew you were stupid, but I could've never guessed you had an ego this inflated!" Evilicus spat, head whirring with disgust and hatred towards this small animal standing before them. Mewmews face remained completely serious, and the fact that ms expression was the exact same m'd had so many times during their conflicts - back when anyone could the cat bot seriously, made Evilicus' stomach turn. This truly was the same person. And that was the worst of it.

"Nyeveryone deserves a second chance. Besides, stopping evil isn't simply a matter of killing all the bad people. The answer to no conflict is to simply kill all the ones who nyou deem 'in the wrong'. That is genocide. Nothing more." Mewmew spoke, and despite the awful catlike mannerisms, with the same cadence and composure as all the times before. Evilicus was being lectured by a fucking. Cat. "Oh you think you're so above me, aren't you? You don't think I'm dangerous anymore, is that it? You're just willy nillying through life now that you're a hero, now that everything is okay for you!" Evilicus hissed with a venomous voice. Mewmew looked to the side for a second, mouth cracking into the slightest smirk. "Villy, I uh, at this state, I can't exactly be above you, teehee, as you see, I'm roughly the length of your arm now, hihi.." M replied, with possibly one of the worst things m could've thought to say. A joke. That's what the dark lord was now to em. A fucking joke. "But no, I don't feel threatened by your presence. You're hurt. And nyeed I remind you of your dark meowgic?" Mew continued, more softly.

The cat didn't dodge, nor duck, as the dark lord's armored claws sliced at ms fur. Little velvety hairs were sent floating in the air in a little cloud around them. Upon contact, Evilicus felt the steel of darkness upon their fingers break flesh. Mewmew froze for a moment, a shiver running through ms spine. Widened eyes, white pupils large and round as plates, turned to face Evilicus, after a few seconds of catching breath.

Finally, something familiar. That thick black fuel Mewmew had for blood, drooled out of the cuts. Just as dark as Evilicus had remembered it. Just as dark as they liked. Finally, fear. Fear upon their enemy.

That wasn't.. Animal cruelty, was it?

The little feline stood there, frozen, as if waiting for another blow. But none came, and Evilicus wasn't sure why. Something felt.. Off. The bot that Evilicus had come to know, knew how to block slashes - one of the simplest attacks in fact, considering the dark lord's energy vortex attacks (Which m also knew how to evade).

"Y.. You didn't think I'd lash out?" Evilicus asked, voice an unreadable mixture of surprise and sneering mockery. "Did-did you really think-?"

"Yes."

Both stood still.

"I guess I am a fool, as ny.. As you said. Evilicus." Mewmew replied, voice feeling more hollow, more tired than it had been for a long time. The dark lord wasn't sure what to respond. What they wanted to respond was Good. Finally you got it through your thick skull. Life isn't all sunshine and rainbows - and all the other kinds of retorts Evilicus was used to dishing at A. Cola. None of them made it past their lips.

"You leave after breakfast. Don't return to this town. They deserve to be left alone." Mewmew informed, turning to leave the space, back to the little cat bed in the opposite corner of the living room. Evilicus simply watched m plop into the round little basket, and not move a muscle afterwards. Within a minute, ms side was slowly rising, in sleep. The dark lord wasn't sure what to do with all this, for some reason. Of course they wanted to leave, finally. This was a good thing. Evilicus slowly lowered themself back onto the bed. The person sized one Mewmew had for some reason. They glanced at their armored claw, feeling the cursed steel strengthen at the shedding of blood upon it. Just like Evilicus was used to. Like it had many times before. But that little slash, that little flash of fear in their enemy's eyes

Didn't feel as sweet as it was supposed to.

#My writings #Mewmew Agricola #Dark lord Evilicus #My ocs #My art #Oc art #Oc stories #Oc writing #I loved making this btw. Enjoy.#Meet dark lord Evilicus. Mews nemesis. Former empire ruling demon Lord #BTW the bandaid on Evs cracked helmet. Is hello kitty themed. Obviously.

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