Poor Little Weasel Girl X Royalty Bug

part three both P.O.V

Weasel pov: The Royal Bug has yelled for me, i must go see what he wants. I bring my bin with me and walk to his balcony. "Sir Bug, i am here what is it that you need?"

Sir Bug pov: "lets hang out, get in here."
She climbs my balcony and enters my room. She returns my coat and i put it in my wardrobe.  "So, where are you from?" "Oh not too far,  you know, in a she shed near kroger."  She says nervously. "Ah, don't be ashamed weasel girl, i haven't been rich my  whole life. i was adopted into the royal family when i was 12." "Well how old are you now?" She asks. "Oh, im 16."

Weasel girl pov: "Me too!" I cant believe me and the royal bug are the same age, this is a dream come true. Thats great to know." He says. "Yea.." "Im going to be honest,  you arent too bad weasel girl." "Really?" "Yea, You're beautiful." I had never been told that ever. "You think so? Nobody has ever said that to me.."
"Why would i lie?"

Royal Bug Pov: i had just realized what i was doing, mother told me to never fall for poor girls, but i just couldnt help it. All of the royal girls are all the same. Was i really in love with a poor weasel girl? "Prince?" "Hello?" "Oh, sorry, i zoned out." I hear my mothers footsteps and panic. "Oh gosh, hey, it was nice talking but i think you should get going now." She is on my balcony at this point,"Oh okay, will you be in town circle tomorrow?" I slam the doors and run to my bed.