(Y/n)'s P.O.V:

Another day of work... another day at the casino... guess today's another day. I open my eyes slowly as I see the faint light from my alarm clock go into my eyes. I reach my hand for the alarm clock as I shut it off. I stay comfy in my bed sheets for a little while, now I have to go and start the day. I throw my blankets off me as I feel a blast of cool air hit me. Brr... I walk over to my closet as I pull out my purple skirt and my purple slip on slippers. I yawn as I exit my bedroom and I go all the way downstairs and into Devil's Casino. Time for work again, I walk to where my dad usually is. I spot him as I rush over to him as fast as I can. My dad sees me and bends down to me. He places a hand on my cheek as he rubs his with a soft smile. Man if he can just be like this to everyone else.

"Morning my princess... you ready for another day of work?" My dad asks me, I break out a soft smile as I nod.

"Yeah! I-I'm ready!" I say sheepishly. My dad removes his hand away from my face as he turns and hands me my serving tray.

"Now... there are cartoons here who would love to met you! Along with a drink or two... so go and start your shift sweetheart! Daddy's gotta work..." My dad simply replies to me, I break out another happy smile as I look at him.

"Okay daddy! I-," Before I can talk anymore my dad is already gone out of my eyesight. My smile turns into a frown as I sigh to myself in disappointment, "love you..."

I turn away in sadness as I make my way to the bar counter. The bartender is already there as he quickly sees me and tidy ups his bow tie and vest. His small attempts to impress me are cute. Though he is an adult and I'm a teenager, I guess this is something he does when he sees me. Have to make himself look as good as possible so he doesn't have to worry about me running to my dad and demanding him to fire him. Send him to the deepest pits of hell if lucky. But no I'll never do that! It's too bad no one can trust that from me since I am after all the daughter of someone really REALLY powerful.

"M-Morning Princess Dice! Your here for the shift again right?" the bartender questions me. I nod as I place my tray on the bar counter as I look at my yellow gloves, also my nail tips at the end.

"Yeah I am... Anything much?" I ask the bartender. He quickly nods his head 'no'.

"N-No Princess! I-I can handle most of the orders if you'd like!" He quickly stutters out as he hides his face behind the tray he's holding onto. I sigh as I look at him sadly.

"You don't have to stutter at me. I won't hurt you... but I can handle those orders, it's fine." I insist as I pick up my tray again. I look at my own reflection, am I really THAT intimidating? I don't even look the closest to scary. Or mean... of course, it's always my dad with his work with the Devil. I hear the bartender mixing the liquors and beers together as I wait for them to finish. I wish all the other cartoons can know I'm not mean... hell nothing close to mean. If only people can know that side of me... I don't think I can see that chance coming anytime soon. Oh well...

"Princess Dice, here are the orders for the drinks. These are the tables you have to bring them to... I'll give you the receipts for them to if you forget the numbers..."

"I'd like that! Thanks." I thank the bartender as he slips under each cup the table number with the receipts. I hold onto my tray as I walk away from the small mini bar and into the wider areas of the Casino. I have all the drinks still in contact. I walk through many cartoons betting and dealing in the Casino games, Blackjack, Poker, Big Six wheel, and of course there are people on slot machines. There is so many cartoons here who just wanna bet there luck on everything. Damn I wanna know what's it like to be outside this Casino. I can't leave because I have to work here, and two my dad and I live here. I lose my focus on walking as I accidentally bump into someone by accident. My tray of drinks slips from my palm as all the liquids spill onto the carpet floors. My god... I swear I'm gonna scare the shit out of the kind bartender!

???'s P.O.V:

I groan as I rub my head. Whoa... who did I just bump into? My brother Mugs runs over to me with worry in his eyes. I take a moment to reprocess what happened. I look up to see a girl cartoon with a dice for a head rub her cubic head. Oh shit did I really crash into a cute cartoon like her?! Now?! Right when we just come in here?! Some luck we have right now. I crawl to his dice girl's side to see if she's okay.

"M-Ma'am? A-Are you okay?" I ask her shyly, I can't lie, she's pretty cute. She looks up at me with her (E/c) gem eyes. Mugs catches up to us as he's breathless.

"I-I'm fine... don't worry." The dice girl insists us as she picks up her serving tray and all the now empty liquor and martini glasses. The least I can do is help her pick these up! I pick up a single martini glass and I hand it to her.

"C-Cuphead... I'm Cuphead! And behind me is my brother Mugman!"

"N-Nice to met you two! I'm (Y/n), or Princess Dice." (Y/n) replies to us shyly. Aww she has a cute name-. Hold up 'Princess Dice'!?

"N-No way! Princess please I'm so sorry I didn't mean to crash into you!" I ramble about. (Y/n) giggles to herself as she helps me up.

"Don't take that literally, Sure I'm 'Princess Dice' but that's just a nickname!" (Y/n) explains to us. My heart slows own in relief. Man it'll be so awkward and rude to call someone '(Y/n)' when really she's a princess!

"Well... that's a relief!"

"Cups who's this?" Mugman asks me as he looks at (Y/n).

"This is (Y/n)! She's a worker here at Devil's Casino!" I exclaim, (Y/n) playfully rolls her eyes as she picks up the last of the empty glasses.

"Damn I hope I don't get chewed out by the customers!" (Y/n) informs us, man she's so nice... I snap out of my thoughts as I grab Mugs wrist.

"Anyways... we're gonna go and enjoy this place! We'll see you then!" I quickly say to (Y/n) as I drag my brother away. (Y/n) waves goodbye to us.

"IF YOU WANT ANYTHING SEE ME AT THE MINI BAR AROUND THE SLOT MACHINES! I'LL BE THERE UNTIL NINE PM!" (Y/n) yells to us. I turn around still walking away as I shoot into the air a thumbs up. When Mugs and I are far away enough. I can feel my heart flutter into a thousand butterflies. Mugs has the same face as me.

"G-Golly does she have the heart of an angel~." Mugs tells me. All I can do is simply nod.

"N-No kidding, she's AMAZING..." I agree with my brother... though we have to know her better first... and speaking of 'knowing better'. How does she have the nickname 'Princess Dice' if she isn't even royalty here?