DSMP OneShots

FairyTale

This was inspired by the song Fairytales.

CW
Cursing
Kidnapping
(I think that's it?)


This is a part of the 1K special >:D
Hope you like ittt







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// Narrator POV //
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Every fairytale has
The Hero
The Love interest
The Side character
and most importantly
The Villain.

But what if it didn't have to be that way?
What if there were no villains,
or heroes?

Or....
What if their roles were reversed?

My name is Clouds, and I will be your narrator for this story.
Let's begin, shall we?


We're here at the 'HQ' Castle where everyone is currently freaking out over...
Well, I'll let you figure that out for yourself.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU COULDN'T FIND HIM!"
The Queen quickly stood up on her feet staring down at the knights before her.

"We... he was nowhere in the kingdom your Majesty, we searched everywhere and are currently expanding the search to outside the kingdom walls..."
The knight spoke softly so as to not upset the Queen more. 

"IT'S BEEN A WHOLE MONTH AND YOU'RE JUST NOW EXPANDING THE SEARCH?"
She stomped a foot down moving her body closer to the startled knight.

"Amor, Sé que estás estresado, pero por favor cálmate..."
The king grabbed his wife's hand and rubbed the back of it with his other hand calming her.
"Thank you for informing us Bad... you are excused."

Bad nodded his head and stood up walking out of the throne room leaving the King and Queen alone, other than the two knights guarding them.

That didn't give as much context as I was hoping for so I guess I'll have to do my job.
Damn.

Prince Alexis or his preferred name Quackity was reported missing by one of the guards a month ago much to his parent's dismay.
Nobody knows what happened but-

"YOUR MAJESTY'S!" 
Bad had returned to the throne room dragging behind him Skeppy.
"WE BELIEVE WE KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THE PRINCE!"
Skeppy shouted grinning from ear to ear.

. . . . . . . .
I literally just said-
UGH-

I swear they want me to do my job and then contradict what I have to say. -sips holy water-
Unbelievable.

"WHERE! WHERE'S MI HIJO? IS HE OKAY?"
The Queen swung a hand over her mouth smiling brightly.

"Well.... that's.... that's the thing, your Majesty..."
Bad had stopped Skeppy and pushed him back silencing him. 

"To our uhm... knowledge the prince has been, taken by.... S-Soot..."
Bad lowered his head and looked over at Skeppy.

Wilbur Soot, a known necromancer who lived deep in the woods in a tall Wizard's tower that's top floor sat high above the trees, it was a treacherous journey through thick vine-filled forests that only Wilbur himself can control, the vines are so thick it is next to impossible to break through them.
This locked the kingdom away from the deranged man isolating himself from the judgemental villagers.

Villain backstory.
Wilbur had lived in the kingdom since he was born always knowing he was different in more ways than one.
His mother and father knew all too well what their son was capable seeing as his mother was death herself and his father was a crow hybrid that had passed on to his son.
However, his wings were defective and one never grew since he was 6. He was unable to move them and so they would hang limply on his back shedding feathers whenever they got loose enough.
Wilbur had tried a few different methods of moving them but all seemed to fail.
All but one, necromancy. He had found a way to move both of his wings with just a raise and fall of his finger, he was so proud of himself that he wanted to show anyone who would watch.
The people weren't as enthusiastic as he was about his newfound power, his father told him to never show anybody but he didn't listen.
He didn't see the problem, he didn't hurt anyone all he would do was gain control over his wings, something he was denied in his life.
However, as he grew older he expanded his ability past moving his wings to a more floral path.
He started small, just growing a few flowers in the garden. Nothing that would raise concern, but this choice showed to be more harmful than he'd thought.
At first, it was nothing, just a few thorns forming at his feet or hands whenever he was upset enough. Then vines would form around him whenever he'd be upset around trees of kinds. (Your New Boyfriend. Not right now)
This made the villagers who'd notice concerned, and some brought it up with the King and Queen, or the police.
Wilbur didn't see the problem still, even when he'd harm someone-