"'Why certainly, My love, My dearest Clay!'"
Taking the blonde boy in his arms, they could both barely contain their laughter.
Clay wheezed, no doubt trying to deliver some sappy, sickeningly flirty statement, but was apparently having more trouble trying to breathe. The brunette haired one whisked his prince in an elegant and playful dance behind the curtains.
They went faster and faster, laughing like crazy.
"Ha, Sapnap would be so jealous of us right now!" George said as Clay continued dancing. "I can already hear his voice. "'You guys danced romantically without ME?'"
By this time they were red in the face from laughter, so lost in their playful fun that they didn't notice they were getting closer and closer to the curtains-
Whoosh!
Falling through the red fabric, George's soldier training quickly kicked in.
Planting his foot on the ground with Clay still in his arms from their "Romantic Dancing", the boy quickly turned around in time to support both his and his Prince's weight.
Then he realized that they were in the middle of the throne room.
Completely surrounded by watching guests.
And holding Prince Clay in his arms.
Shitttttttttttttt.
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In the end they die
Fantasi・‥...━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━...‥・ It was just Tommy and Wilbur. Together and ready to take on the world. But if a slip up happens, if a tiny mistake causes a series of events that may change the kingdoms, where will Tommy and Wilbur find themselves? As war...
