Kingdom Paradise // { A DreamNoBlade FanFic }

Chapter Thirteen [ 13 ]

Unknown Pov

Third person -

Two males sat on the floor, one comforting the other. In the office feeling around, another two males were fighting; screaming at each other, at each other's throats, sometimes throwing punches.

"It's over.. we're going to get fired.." A crying male said, getting comforted by another.

The crying male was about 5'7, but he was sitting down; in the middle of having a panic attack. He had deep brown hair that turned lighter once the light hits it. He had skin that were covered by bruises and cut. His light gray eyes seemed to glow in the darkly lit room, salty fat tears running down his face. He had a natural blush and small dimples, little dots of freckles here and there.

"Shh.. calm down.. it's alright, nothing's going to happen.." The boy said, he was the one who was calming the other, letting him lean on his shoulder and cry while he rubbed the other's back.

The male had bright blue hair that was the shade of blueberries. He wore a yellow bandana that cover his forehead, and made some hair strands go every which way. He wore a blue sweat shirt with trousers, that was a very dark shade blue.

"God! Fuck you Schlatt! Get off your goddamn fucking high horse! ¡Eres un idiota! ¡Por qué te seguimos soportando!" A male screamed, walking down the hallway, towards the two others.

The male was around 5'5, he was wearing a deep blue jacket with a blue shirt underneath, he was wearing black legging jeans. He wore a black beanie that had a red outline, and that covered his black hair that laid beneath. He was obviously stressed and angered by his expression and body language, and was stomping down the hallway but as he drew near he tried to make his footsteps lighter, knowing that another would be scared and frightened.

"Hey, umm.. sorry about that, I just couldn't stand seeing him hurting you Karl.. I'm sorry.." The short male said softly, kneeling down to the crying male, who's name is Karl.

"It-It's f-fine Alex-ex.. or w-well, Quackity... I de-deserv-rved it-t..." Karl said, sniffing and huffing, a couple of sobs flushed out of his mouth as more tears flooded out from his eyes, down his face, and to the floor. What Karl had just said made Q feel troubled, since no one deserved what had happen to him. He's so sweet, and didn't deserved anything of what 'Schlatt' had done to him prier.

"Karl. Listen up. You did not deserve to get beaten just because you didn't get strong enough whiskey, you did your job but got beaten for it. You didn't do anything wrong." The male comforting Karl said, running his fingers through Karl's hair has a calming method, so he wouldn't sob anymore since it was heart-wrecking to hear.

"Yeah, what Ninja said, Karl don't believe what Schlatt says. He's a malicious asshole poopy pants!" The last bit made that upset male laugh and smile, what the two others really liked and enjoyed.

"Ninja, Karl, I have something to tell you...!" Alex said excitedly, happy, and energetic.

"Oh, well, what is it?" Karl asked confusedly, now calmed down, resting his head in Ninja's lap.

"So, there's this guy named 'Dream', and he's wanted in the Kingdom of Evelyn and his price is huge! 1,298,536,000 jews!" Quackity screeched, they didn't worry about Schlatt overhearing since he was drunk off his ass, the three had forgotten the last time he was actually fully sober.

"Well, why?" Karl asked sitting up, with a frowning expression.

"Why what?" Ninja asked confused, Alex and Ninja didn't know what Karl's problem with this was.