Crystal tears

Chapter 2

                                                                                     Antirrinoss' POV

It's been seven years since I've met Claude, and I must say it has been the best seven years ever. Last time we met he said that he has something important to tell me, I wonder what it could be? Maybe he'll tell me he's a prince or something. HAH! Claude one of the merciless royals of the empire, even then I couldn't treat him any differently. I've known him for too long too. And I can't see him as a prince. Anyways back to reality, I'm currently walking to our meeting spot and the closer I get the more annoyance radiating off of Claude. As I march over a fallen log I see the source of his annoyance.

It was Mavis. He was eating Claudes' hair. It took me a second to render the image but when it did I almost fell over laughing. Mavis and Claude never got along well. It is quite the sight to see them act all buddy, buddy and when I turn my back all hell breaks loose. "Mavis! Leave the oversized roach alone." I let out an exaggerated sigh as they snapped toward me. "What are you looking at?" As I finish they look away from me.

                                                                         *time skip*

After I settled in my spot on the ground I stared at Claude intensely. "Soo... What did you want to tell me?" He stares off into the distance for a moment then turns to me. "Ummm. How do I explain it?" He questons himself. "Oh, oh! How about a game of charades!" I exclaim to him. He ponders on it for a minute. "That's actually a good idea." And so our game of charades began.

                                                                     *another one*

"A, a hat? A crown? You're a crown?" As I said that he looked at me dumbfounded. Then it clicked. "Oh my stars. YOU'RE A PRINCE!?" I screamed as he shook his head smiling. "You realized this after seven years and a game of charades?" he said, still smiling. "Okay, okay! I get it, I'm dense. Anyway I have a question." I look him straight in the eye. "What is it?" His smile falters.

"How comfy is your bed?" I say seriously. His expression changes to one of bewilderment. "I-uh I guess it's pretty soft." I continue to stare into his soul. "Okay, but is it like mavis soft or is it like you're laying in a field of moss surrounded by clouds soft?" He bursts out laughing. "I guess it's more of the second option." he wheezed out. "Why are you laughing, you jerk!" I screeched "Nothing, nothing! I just didn't expect you to ask that." He stated as he calmed down. "What did you expect me to ask? I feel like the topic of how comfy expensive beds were was recently disgusted." I turn away with a pout. After a second I turn back with stars in my eyes. "Does this mean I can use your full name?" I look at him like a kid looks at candy. "I guess you can, but I prefer you to not." He said sternly. As time passes we talk more but Claude seems to space out. "Whatcha thinking about?" I question but he didn't respond so I poked him. "Claude?" He still didn't respond so I continued to poke him whilst repeating his name. After about three minutes of this he finally answered me. "Huh. Did you say something, Ant?" He inquired. "Yeah. Whatcha thinking about?" I ask again. "Oh, nothing. On a different note you asked how soft my bed was right? Instead of me describing it, you should see how comfy it is for yourself."

I process what he just said as my eyes gradually attain light. "REALLY! I CAN TRY OUT AN EXPENSIVE BED!" My scream startles Mavis while Claude just laughs. "I don't see why not. We can leave tomorrow if you can get time off from Eldrea." My eyes shine even brighter as I violently nod my head.

                                                                 *Guess whos back*

"But Eldreaaa, I'll work a full time shift when I get back!" I try to convince my manager. "A no is a no you rat!" she yelled at me. "But... but I get to go to his house, his house Rea. I've known him for seven years and he finally invited me over, how could I possibly decline!" I reason with her. "Fine." she agreed. "But you have to work a full week with no exceptions." She stated with a glare. "Okay!" I exclaim rather loudly, startling the customers. "Now get out of my shop!" she yelled at me. She has problems with volume control. " Thank You Rea. Bye!" I shout as I run out of the cafe.