King Magnus and his Bumble Bee (Karlnap)

~Chapter 7~

I got yelled at twice today at work all because we went on a lunch break :')

ANYWAY, back to what you came here for

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Karl P.O.V

My heart sank as I heard the palace doors shut behind us. My mom stopped walking and turned to face me. I knew what was coming, and I hung my head.

"I told you to practice your wave, but it was clear you did not. You looked Vazey the whole time *scoff* and you smiled with your teeth: Princes do not do that! You made a complete fool of yourself, how is anyone to take you seriously when you look like....THAT?!" 

I continued to look down at the floor as she stood over me. I could feel her eyes burning into the back of my head. I waited until she walked away before I lifting my head up again. I looked at her as she walked away

I didn't look that bad, did I? Everyone was smiling back and waving at me just the same. I thought I was fine...

I looked back at the doors with sadness in my heart

I wonder if he was out there...What would we think if he saw me

I sighed as I dragged my feet down the grand hall and toward the stairs that the throne's were on. My mom was already standing there talking to one of her officials.

"STOP DRAGGING YOUR FEET, you are not lame!" I froze as my mom and the official looked at me; I felt heat rising in my face. I knew I would get in trouble again if I talked back, so I stayed quiet until they looked away. I watched my steps, making sure to make no noise as I reached the adjacent seat to my mothers and and sat down. I leaned back in the velvet as my thoughts started to go rampid

The notice went out weeks ago-he surely got it, right?  Maybe something came up, and he'll be in tomorrow...or the day after? I know that he will come back, he promi--

"Karl. Seriously? We talked about this, princes do not slouch--sit up straight!!" her words felt like knives leaving small cuts that stung deep down. I looked to her and sat up, making sure she saw I fixed my posture. She nodded slightly and turned around. My worry resumed

He had to have gotten it. It was clear enough right? Everyone is welcome to come back. He promised  me he would. Maybe he forgot? No, he never breaks a promise. What if he was on his way and got lost, or hurt...or killed

My stomach started to turn at the thought of something happening to him. I hadn't seen him in over 13 years, and I really had no idea what happened to him after he left. I hope I get to see him again.

"Karl, I have to oversee a very important meeting. Do not disturb me for any reason: if you need something, consult the cook or the servants...and for the love of god while I am gone please act like you are worthy enough to be called a prince" she had a look of disapproval in her eyes as she looked at me. I looked down at my hands as I heard her footsteps walk off, waiting until I heard the door shut. I looked up again at the door she left out of, tears welling in my eyes

Why does she have to be like that, can't she see I'm trying? I never asked for this

My mom was one of the few people who did not get banished during the war, and the king took a liking to her, he felt he could trust her. He constantly consulted her for everything, eventually promoted her to royal concierge and invited us to live in the castle. Since we started living in the castle, my mom.......changed. She used to be so loving and supportive, but now everything I did is wrong, dangerous, bad, shameful, or all of the above. I had to act a certain way, talk a certain way, even stand a certain way or I would be ridiculed. It was bad enough then, but now that she is queen it has gotten way worse. I don't even recognize her anymore. I felt hot tears flood my eyes, threatening to fall.

Nothing I do is ever good enough for her. I never asked for this: I never asked to be prince, I never wanted to be chosen by the king, hell I never chose to live here! I want my old life, I want my freedom, and my friends and....I want sapnap back. I want our woods, I want our place, I...

"I want to go home" I said quietly to myself. A tear fell from my cheek and onto my sleeve. This place never felt like home, no place has since the war. 

I hate these walls, I hate this place...I need to leave for a little

I quickly surveyed the room to make sure I was alone. Once I was sure no one was watching me, I got up from my chair and carefully made my way out of the room, heading for the back of the castle. I am not allowed to leave the sanctity of the palace walls unless I was with my mom or escorted by a guard but every once in a while, when I'm left alone, I'm able to sneak out using the servant exit. 

I made my way through the halls, making sure no one was following me. Thankfully, I managed to get to the servants door undetected. I opened the door and was greeted by the bright sunset shining. I looked around to make sure no one was out here; there was not a soul in sight. I walked out and closed the door behind me before walking over to the treeline and into the woods. 

Our spot was the only place I truly felt at home, like I was no longer trapped and instead taken back to a happier time. I could do what I wanted, act how I wanted, and be who I wanted to be.

I made my way through the trees and brush, walking deep into the wood. I stopped when I reached a overgrown familiar bush. I got down on my hands and knees, not caring about the suit I was wearing, and pushed through the large shrub until I reached the other side.

I sat up on my knees and looked around at the small clearing: the grass was a little taller and new flowers grew around the tree trunks, but it was still the same old place we played in as kids: our place. I sat in the middle of the grass, the sunset colors cast on the trees that surrounded my little sanctuary. Suddenly a bee flew by my head and started checking out the flowers that grew under the trees. I smiled a little as I heard the sounds of distant memories rang out in my mind:

OOO yeah! You can protect me and stuff, like my guard bee!"

"NO ONE CAPTURES MY BUMBLE BEE, NO ONE!"

"I owe it all to you, bumble bee!"

*Kid sapnap laughing*

"No matter what happens: You and I will always be here in the woods together. Even if we are apart, we will never leave these woods...they are apart of us"

I never forgot those words, or what they meant to me. I had a hard time coping with being alone after he left: I would pretend we were playing hide and seek and look for him, even though I knew I'd never find him...

I watched the bee as it few away into the trees, seemingly taking my happy memories with it.

He should be here with me...

I always felt closest to him here, like he was only behind a tree, or sitting on a rock...just waiting for me. The thought of him would comfort me when I was sad, and our memories together would always make me feel better, but now all they bring is pain

...but he isn't

The hope that sapnap would come back was my one constant: it was the only thing that kept me going. I was hoping I would see him today, in the crowd somewhere...I only looked for him in the sea of people. The tears came streaming down my cheeks. I buried my face in my hands as I cried.

you promised you'd come back, you PROMISED....please come back to me.....please

...I need you

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Would you rather lose your sense of smell or sense of taste?

Honestly my smell sense is so bad, I wouldn't know the difference if I lost it