Johnpunzel Part Two

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The dark hallway seemed endless, even though John had only been walking for ten minutes it felt like an hour. The wobbling cobblestones he walked on didn't help matters much, making him trip almost every other step. "Maybe I should have gone when it was sunny."

Thankfully he could find the stars out right at the end of the tunnel. "Wow.. I never realized how beautiful the outside world was. The stars are much brighter here, and there's so much more to see beyond the wall!"

As it was summer, the sunrise was just on the horizon. "Wow.. Maybe I should get to bed sooner now that I know how colourful this time was." He thought, admiring the outside word. Just across the grassy fields was a bustling town full of different shops. It was a definite change from the barren manor he grew up in, everyone was so outgoing and friendly to him (not to mention he got a couple free samples from the local bakers).

"Phew, three scones, a soft pretzel with a beef sausage, not even bringing up those strawberry filled doughnuts. Way better than the usual fair of Phil's leftovers I been living off of for years now, I dunno how I even managed to last that long with such a poor diet."

Finally satisfied after so long, John decided to take a stroll through the gassy fields to walk off everything he ate. Just in the distance were two riders on horseback, one was a short man with a soft beard while the other was a blonde woman with the most gorgeous smile he had ever seen. "Wow.. She must be some kind of royalty to be dressed like that." He remarked, watching as the two got off their dark horses.

"Oh, it looks like Jeremy is getting a bit peckish. I hope you don't mind us stopping for a moment Cyn."

"It's no trouble of mine Richard. I'll just go and settle Holyake down for a moment, she must be exhausted too."

Smiling, the blue eyed man unmounted his steed, carrot in hand. "Wow, you're a real glutton today mister! Ah, fuji apples would be perfect for us both. You wait here while I get some grub, okay?"

Unfortunately for Richard, there was a very conveniently placed pitfall for him to land just right into. "AH!! Help!!" He shrieked, hanging for dear life on a loose root. "Cyn!! I dunno how much longer I can hold on here!"

However the help he got was not someone he was expecting to see, flowing locks of auburn hair shot downwards as the newcomer reached for him. "Will ya quit yelling already? You're so loud the other side of the world can hear your pleas!" John joked. "Alright, just reach over. Let go of the root.. Damn your hands are all sweaty!"

Thinking fast, Richard grabbed onto his flowing hair. "Don't worry, hair is one of the strongest materials on earth."

"Ack!! But not my scalp! You weigh a lot for a short guy you know? Uuh, looks like you're not the only one who needs help!"

John squeaked as he felt someone grab his waist. "Well you did ask, I don't think I've ever seen your face around here." Cynthia chuckled, helping the two men up. "Thanks for your help anyways, if it weren't for you Richard would be.. Wow that hole isn't as deep as it looks."

"Hey when you panic you could do drastic things. But really, thanks a lot redhead. Hey where are you from anyways?"

"Well.. It's a really long story, this is my first time here but I'll need to go soon. Daddy issues."

"Oh believe me, I know exactly how that feels. Especially since I'm gonna need to take the throne soon, wouldn't be bad enough if my Mom wasn't planning an invasion."

"Invasion? You mean you're at war?"

"Well.. The queen there believes we're responsible for murder, of course that's not true in the slightest!"

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