"Ushishishi~ shiny, shiny, shiny..", Bel's voice trailed off as he continued cleaning his crown. Bel kept on thinking about a certain peasant bomber. He had been a weak opponent but Bel couldn't shake the feeling of something missing. Bel wanted to sleep in but had awakened at such an un-princely hour as 6 am. Nobody but the lower scum were up and about. Bel inwardly sighed, a prince shouldn't wake before the peasants should. But Bel hid his melancholy when Squalo came in. "VROIIII!", Squalo came in with such a fury Bel thought he'd finally snapped. "Ushishi~ did the shark finally lose his senses?", Bel taunted mercilessly. "SHUT IT, TRASH! THIS IS FOR YOU!", Squalo shouted. A cookie was left after some of  Bel's messy room was demolished. "Didn't the shark peasant and Marmon have similar cookies?", Bel pondered as he picked it up and tried biting it. As it started to crack Bel spit it out, "What peasant sent such a nasty cookie to the prince!?", Bel spat disdainfully. Disgustingly, the paper had survived in a pool of spit. "Disgusting!", Bel scrunched his nose up and walked away. The poor paper had read this:

 In humility you lack, but pride is limitless. A brick will fall upon you.

Bel must've been a psychic, because he completely avoided reading his fortune. Following his usual routine, he stopped by Marmon's room for some morning cuddling. But Bel remembered that Marmon had been sent on a mission, and wasn't going to be able to play with him. "The prince is bored.", Bel said to the walls. Bel ultimately spent the day harassing the lower ranking officers.