Hello everyone! My name is Winter and I am your writer for this story. I decided that for this chapter I would do a quick note, and I have decided that most of not every time I do a authors note I'm going to start it out like that. Anyways onto more important notes, I realized I never added TW's (I fixed that now) so here are the
TW's for this chapter: mentions of depression, abuse, panic attacks, voices
Tommy walked into the living room, not necessarily knowing what to expect, it wasn't this though. He walked in to see his... Well his biological family, sitting on one side of the room in some chairs and on the other side was a family he didn't recognize.
They wore darker clothing, but seemed to be royal. It dawned on him quickly,
'The dark kingdom, The warden as their king. I remember a bit about them, let's hope it's enough.'
He mentally prepared himself and sat down on his own kingdom's side, he sat across from the youngest prince of that kingdom, or who he assumed was, he looked as uncomfortable as Tommy felt.
As the two kingdoms talked he eyed the young prince, he had black hair and scars across his face, Tommy frowned at that but continued on in his look over, he wore a dark prince outfit that was in perfect condition.
'He's nice.'
'Safe'
He finished off with his scan the second his 'Father' tried to include him in the conversation,
"Well, Tommy here is really something, he gets the most work done in this family."
Philza only half joked, laughing a bit, ruffling his huge black wings in the process.
Tommy didn't know why that was funny.
He did get the most work done, but he laughed softly anyways, hoping it didn't sound as forced as it was.
He was fighting a long, and slightly losing, battle in his head of whether or not to just get up and leave. He was outweighing the pro's and con's when he heard his name again.
"Tommy, go show Quackity around."
Philza ordered, Tommy nodded with a
"Yes your majesty." And got up.
Quackity stood up as well, he was the one sitting across from Tommy. Tommy wasn't sure what to make of this, on one hand he was excited to spend more time with someone his age.
On the other, a horrible voice whispered on the back of his mind,
'If you mess this up, he's going to be so maddd."
The voice didn't need to specify who 'he' was, Tommy already knew. Tommy promptly gave the voice a,
'Shut up." As well as the other voices in his head told that one to quit it. And, thankfully, it did just that, while he quickly entered the hall and Quackity followed.
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The Princes (dsmp royal au fanfic)
FanfictionTommyinnit has had a very hard life, being a prince isn't all it's lives up to be. Quackity can relate, he is also a prince and has had a hard life. What will happen when both of the poor boys, whose families don't show their love, met? Will they ca...
