❝ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐮 ❞ [💕] 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

[2] 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎

As a new day began, a new event occurred in the city of Megapolis, a parade! Surely it will excite the hearts of the citizens in this dear place, that is, if nothing uncalled for happens...

It was early in the morning, everyone was still getting prepared for the parade, setting up floats, getting a good spot to view from, finding a good opportunity to make a sale, and even- plotting evil plans? The red-haired fiend, Red Son, stood on a tall rooftop, staring down where the parade would soon occur. I'll prove myself to father this time! That numbskull of a king will soon be begging for mercy... Red Son looked down to the roof floor, drifting into his thoughts and events prior, how he failed his father a few days ago by that dastardly guard of the king's...

The redhead had arrived home, kneeling in the presence of his towering father. "I-I'm sorry, father. I didn't mean to fail you, I was so close to victory, t-then there was this- this craven guard who somehow managed to fool me! Just- Just give me another chance, and I'll show that king-"

"Save it." The Demon Bull King's words made Red Son cease his own. "It's clear you have nothing to prove."

"I should have expected your plan not to work in the first place. They never do, do they?" Princess Iron Fan leaned on her spouse's throne, looking disappointedly at their offspring.

"I-I..." Red Son looked defeatedly at the ground... His sorrow turns into anger. "I'll show you!" He stood tall, raising a fist to his parents. "The peasants have a parade planned, and I know that stupid king will be there! And when I defeat him and take the glory, I WON'T be sharing my power with YOUU!" The enraged Son pointed at the two, then turned to make his exit from the gloomy home.

The prince broke out of his memories as the noise of happy children and whimsical music began to pour out through the streets. How irksome. Red Son kneeled on the rooftop, getting a better look at the parade. Victory will be mine today!

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"Sweetie! The parade, it's about to start!" The king called out to his daughter from behind the dressing room door.

"Ah- Almost done!" y/n put the finishing touches on her hair- her hair being pulled into a braid- and went to open the door to greet the king.

"Aww, you're so pretty..! It reminds me of when you were young, you had me braid your hair, I wasn't very good at it though!" the king chuckled. "You would always be so happy, and then you'd braid my beard! And now you're braiding your hair all by yourself, oh how you've grown..." The king's eyes were visibly watery.

"Come on dad, don't cry! You knew these days would come." y/n gave the reminiscing king a tight hug.

"I know I know, it just feels like you grew so fast..!" The king gave a warm smile, wiping any tears that might have gotten through.

y/n put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, smiling softly. "C'mon, we should get going if we wanna be on schedule."

"Oh oh before I forget!" The king pulled out a whimsical tiara, placing it on his daughter's head gently. "The final touch."

The princess giggled. "Okay okay, let's go now then!" The two walked out, heading for their beautifully decorated float.

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"Wait a minute..." Red Son had spotted the float with the king aboard, noting little details of the vehicle. But... Why was that guard there? And in a throne herself? With a crown? Red Son clicked the pieces together and... "That peasant's a princess..?!" Well, I guess that makes more sense seeing she was in all those photos... But she sure as hell doesn't act royal! Just makes more work for me I guess... Red stood, quickly planning out his attack, then succumbed to his flames- disappearing to another location.