Dear Our King \\ Skephalo Fanfic

A lonely Room // Chapter 4

TW // starving self, I don't think it's an disorder

As Bad's birthday slowly rolls around, he still won't come out his room, he doesn't even come out for break, lunch, or even Dinner anyways. He won't let his own father in. The maids in. Or me. He hasn't ran down the halls to see the new decor or even the new people at our front door. Just slowly looking out the window, not doing anything else.

[Bad's POV]

Knock knock knock

The door knocking, knowing that somebody's on the other side, it almost feels like it's doing it, it self.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

The knocking is getting louder and louder.

THUMP THUMP THUMP

The knocking on the door turn to loud hits, I know they want me out, i don't even know if I want myself out.

BANG BANG BANG

"WHAT?!"
I scream from The top of my longs as I get heavily annoyed by the act.

S: "Let me in."
I could hear skeppy, but I have a presents feeling there's more people.
B: "Why should I"
S: "Cause I'm worried for you, you can just stay in your room forever, you haven't eaten any food either. Can you just come down stairs?"
B: "Later"
He obviously knew it was a lie since I said it one to many times.
S: "I mean it, come down stairs."
B: "I don't know if I should."
S:"What's the worse thing that could happen."
B: The worst thing that could happen is my cloak falling off an revealing my face an-"
S: "OKAY, AND?"
I could hear him getting pissed. I've never heard him yell at me before so this scared me. I get hesitant to reply.
S: "So, that's the worse thing? Even if they were actually scared, they're still gonna have to support you since your they're new king."
B: "Don't you dare call me a king."
S: "Well, you were always I king in my world, I always looked up to you.. sir"
I come closer to the door very slowly As he continues talking and put my head and hand of it.
S: "May you please just come down.. your father is extremely worried as much as I am.."

I look outside the window to see damp but bright sky's pushing the tall dark oak trees.
I stay silent for a couple of seconds.
B: "I'll think about it... I promise."

I can feel skeppy taking his hand off the door and slowly walking about as his knee-height boots make clanking noises each step. I still have my hand on the door and it feels as if I can't let go. Like I'm supposed to stay there.

[Skeppy's POV]

My family, The King and I are sitting at the Dinner table. The King waves his hand up in the air, asking for a servant to call down Bad. I look around the table to see my family glancing at each other, knowing he won't come down. But we don't ask. We also had hope.

As the servant goes upstairs, he stops and just goes back down. My Mother and I noticed this as we were looking around. My Father asked a question to spark up conversation, I can't remember what the question was, but it sure made the adults have a never ending conversation about god knows what.

As soon as everyone almost finishes they're meal, we hear a chair being pull next to me.

B: "Am I late..?"

Everybody pauses and turns to Bad, who is just standing there silently.
"Not at all." The King says cheerfully. The moment bad sits down, it puts a huge smile on everyone's face, especially mine.
The adults continue to talk and I just stare at bad.

S: "so you actually did make up you mind this time"
I put my head down to the side and whisper to not be so loud around the parents.
B: "Can't say I'm a liar now, can you, blue boy."
Him and I try to hold out laughter in after that statement.

After a few minutes, the adults have let the table and it was just me and Bad, finally being kids again.

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