Case of the Missing Broom 10

"But uncle, wouldn't it be better and faster if you just apologized?"
"It would be, except that I broke his mop last week, and the cleaning-bots the week before, and dirtied his audience chamber and teared down a column, and stepped on his tunic which made him fall in a puddle."
"Wow. He had it rough this month didn't he?" Kaz looked at the King wide-eyed.
"That's why I have to fix this for him Kaz! You got to help!"
"Now, how do I do that?" Prince Kaz said, crossing his arms.
"I was hoping you could tell me that..." The King replied, looking down.
"Look, both of you," Prince Terry interrupted, "we should go see uncle Verchau now."
"But, I already tried that, Terry." The King looked at Terry hesitantly.
"I know uncle, but with Kaz and me it might be possible for uncle Verchau to fix the broom faster!"
King Julian started rubbing his chin. "Well, I guess we could try asking again."
Kaz sighed, "right! I'll help you; Terry, uncle lets go to Mercury II." The princes began to retreat.
"Wait!" The King raised his hand stopping the advancing princes. "Verchau isn't in his planet right now."
"What do you mean uncle?" Terry asked. "Didn't you talk to him today; where is he at?"
"He's at Neptune II hand-delivering a big order to Argos; that's why I found him so quickly this morning!"
Kaz's mouth dropped open, "you mean to tell me we have to fix this broom right at the home of the one person we don't want to find out?!"
"And how do we convince King Verchau to drop his job supervising the cargo to come fix a broom that shouldn't have broken?!" Prince Terry criet out in panic.
King Julian stood tall, arms relaxed to his sides, "I know this is a lot of unnecessary trouble for you two, but it isn't something new to you. Of that, I'm sure."
Terry and Kaz looked at each other.
The King continued, tightening his fists, "with you three working, Verchau will definitely figure something out. He will have the broom fixed by tonight! He will help me, I know he will!"
The King stood proud, looking at them with an unwavering gaze. The princes were reminded of King Julian's status. He could make rocks fight for him if he talked to them, the princes thought.

Kaz sighed again, "alright, we will figure it out when we get there. The main thing is to make sure uncle Argos doesn't find out we are there with his broom."
"Yes! That's the spirit, Kaz!" King Julian said, giving the prince a pat on his back.
"Don't worry brother," Terry added, "father already took care of that."
"Huh? What did he do?" Kaz was puzzled.
Terry snickered, "seems like Arquimitris caught a cold."
"Arquimitris can't get a cold!...I didn't design him that way."

Case of The Missing Broom 9

"Well, you see..." King Julian paused for a moment and started rubbing his bearded chin. "You heard of Argos' new broom?"
"The RX3000? of course; he is very proud of his broom after all. The RX3000 is a five-in-one ultra high-powered cleaning mechanism in a sleek design and light weight material, King Verchau's new prototype! So what about it? Why did you mentioned it uncle?"
"I broke it."
"Haha! You broke it...wait, hah?!!" Prince Kaz's jaw dropped.
Prince Terry had been giving his brother a bewildered stare then, he finally asked. "Kaz did you really know all that about that broom or are you repeating what King Argos said to you?"
"Forget that! What do you mean the RX3000 is broken? How did Uncle Argos react?"
"He doesn't know yet. Uncle, here, is trying to fix it before he finds out."
"That's where my two dear nephews come in." King Julian smiled and placed his hands on Kaz's and Terry's shoulders. Kaz moved away from him.
"Hold on a minute! We refer to all the kings as uncles whether we are related by blood or not. But, when you uncle Julian, refer to us as nephews you are about to ask us something crazy." Prince Kaz paused and thought for a moment, "...uncle? You can't mean for me to fix the RX3000!"
King Julian gave Kaz a pleading look. His brown eyes captured the surrounding light and released it back in a shimmering display; like a pool reflecting the sun. His lower lip came forward a little and slanted downwards.
Kaz was now staring at his own reflection on those expectant eyes. "No! No! No! don't give me your puppy eye attack!" The prince tried turning away, but the king held his gaze, "Argh! No, Darn it!" The prince sighed, "fine! I surrender!"
King Julian smiled, very pleased with himself.