Throne {A TBP fanfic}

𝘊.2 𝘙𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.

Me and Princess Donna immediately jogged over to the two boys and pulled them apart, Princess Donna pulling Prince Bruce away while I held Vance back.

"Guys! What is this about?!" Princess Donna exclaimed.
"This motherfucker kept on ignoring me!" Vance angrily exclaimed.
"I wasn't ignoring him! He didn't talk to me at all! He just glanced at me and was probably expecting me to say something!" Prince Bruce argued.
"Alright, both of you. I'll be taking you." I said, pulling Vance with me to take a stroll.

We were both walking in silence until Vance started talking.
"So...How many wars has this kingdom been in?" He asked. I glanced at him.
"...Two." I replied after a pause.
"Only two? Mine has been to six. Three times more than you." He boasted. I sharply exhaled before clasping my hands together.
"Y'know what? Let's just call it a day. You all can go home, and I'll stay here." I said before shoo-ing him out of the palace.

I quickly went over to the other two and told them they should go. They complied easily and left. I went upstairs to my room and immediately put some disguise clothes on. I always secretly snuck out when I was bored or stressed. My outfit consisted of some earthy brown, orange, and green colors perfectly scattered across my baggier pants along with my t-shirt and hoodie overtop, along with some sunglasses and a mask.

I hastily opened my window, before gasping and running over to my beside, picking up my Telo.

Lil bro

Me:
Hey Griff, wanna hang out today?

Lil bro:
Sure! Did you already ask your mom?

Me:
Yeah, never go out without.

Lil bro:
Alright! Let's meet up at our usual spot?

Me:
Yep! Be there in five.

Lil bro:
Alright, see you there!
...

I closed my messages between me and my best friend, Griffin. I shoved my phone into my deepest pocket before making my routinely escape from my bedroom window.

I checked to make sure there weren't any guards, and left to the back of the butcher shop, where Griffin's dad worked. I made it to the back and saw Griffin standing there.

"Hey, Grif." I said before doing our handshake.
"Hey!" He exclaimed before hugging me. We both decided to walk around a bit before we both got ice cream- I had a hood on the whole time.

"One vanilla and one strawberry ice cream, please?" I asked, pulling out my wallet with some pocket money.
"That'll be three dollars." The guy said before staring at my face awkwardly.
"Is everything okay, sir?" I asked.
"Wait, aren't you th-" He started, before someone cut him off.
"Dad! Dad! I finished my paper route. Can I please go watch the game now?" A young boy, about my age with freckles, came running over exhausted. "Oh, sorry. Was I interrupting something?" He asked.
"Oh, well your guys' ice cream is ready. Here. I was probably just thinking you were...Someone else." The ice cream man said before handing Griffin and I our ice creams. I thanked him before running off with Griffin.

Third person pov.

Billy walked over to his dad.
"Dad, who was that?" He asked curiously.
"I don't know...But they definitely run a bell." Billy's dad said.
"Honestly, I didn't get a good look, but I think they looked a lot like the hei-"
"Attention all citizens of Homíl! The heir, Y/n, has gone missing!" A guard shouted. Everybody immediately broke out into a panic, but little did everybody but Billy know that Y/n and Griffin were already in Colris's deepest, most mystical forest. In said forest, during autumn, the leaves go from deep sage green, to a dark purple.