Dinzel

7// The Night It All began

Prince Bruce
The night was warm and the party music was loud. Everything was just where it was supposed to be. I wore a nice outfit picked out by Rachel. The drinks were so good and I was getting wasted.

My party was flooded with so many people. It held in the castle, the backyard by the pool. The pool was large and dinzels filled the space in bathing suits and the hottest outfits.

The food was amazing but there was no way I was going to admit it to anyone. I didn't want to get too drunk cause I wanted to be conscious of everything going on.

Ninety eight was organizing the serving and some other shit. Her black shoulder length hair packed up with little strands released at the front. She wore a navy blue dress that covered her fully from her neck to her knees.

"She's really a human dude." Jim and I talked.

"Please let's not talk about the filthy ass thing." I took more shots.

"But really, she's hot," he helped himself to a glass.

"Jimmy please! She a human." I barked.

"Fine," he raised his hands in surrender.

"Now let's enjoy the party." I forced a smile.

"Dude," Jim looked at the gates confused "I thought you said you didn't invite Abby."

"I -" Turning to the gates I spat out my drink. "The fuck?!"

Abby was in the castle at MY party. In a purple dress that complemented her hair.

"What the heck is she doing here?" I whispered even though she couldn't hear me.

Then she saw me.

"Oh hey," she came towards us, her heels annoyingly clanging on the floor as she approached.

"Hey," I said drinking more.

"I was passing and I heard some music so I came in. I thought you weren't throwing a party," she came closer.

"It was a surprise party." I lied.

"Then who's the asshole that didn't invite me?" she looked around as though she'd find the person.

"That asshole you're talking about is my sister." I shot a glare at her.

"Oh.... sorry," she smiled.

"You better be." I muttered.

Jim said hi to her but she rolled her eyes. Rachel showed up.

"Bruce, the party is legit. Did you taste the lemon grass pies?"

Abby gave her a dirty look.

"I haven't. And I don't want to." I lied. I would never admit to liking the human's food.

"Oh Abigail, you're here." she smiled at Abby.

"Why wasn't I invited?" she growled at my sister.

"It must have slipped my mind. There was so much to do. Sorry." she continued smiling.

"Of course you are. Don't forget again."

"I won't." Rachel didn't stop smiling.

"Jimmy," Rachel said "I need your help with something."

She left with him.

"So babe. I got you a gift." she sat on my lap.

I drank some more and sighed. "What's it?"

"Let's go to your room and I'll give it to you," she grinned, with her lips to my ear.

"Oh," I smiled. I knew what she was talking about and I wanted it, badly. It was the only thing she was good for anyway.