Carlos' point of view..
I walked over to the kitchen and grabbed some donuts. "Carlos, you better not be eating those donuts! You'll ruin your shirt for the parade!" came a voice. "Ugh..yeah yeah, I'm not!" I lied cheekily as I sneaked some in a bag. I went up the stairs and walked in my bedroom. "Prince Carlos, you have to get ready for the parade now, there's 10 minutes left." my maid said sternly. "Yeah yeah, I'll do it, I'll do it.." I groaned, and slumped onto my bed, placing the bag of donuts on a high window ledge. "I will leave you be for now, sir." she spoke again, and left the room. "Finally, some piece and quiet!" I sighed, and took a doughnut out of the bag. I was just about to take a bite, until I heard faint grunting noises..
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Prince G/t
General FictionCarlos is a Prince, who lives in royalty. He has a love for tiny things, but his parents didn't seem too fond of it. One day, he was lying down on his bed, until he heard some faint grunting...
