One Normal Night

Chapter 2; Antarctic mishap

Wilbur felt light, and eventually wakes up over shaking. He stirs, eventually opening his eyes. He looked up to see someone with white hair, braided. With light blue eyes, and faint red around it, as if it was outlining it. What stood out most, was his emerald earring, which was dangling with a cold chain. 

 

“Wilbur, wake up” the figure said, as Wilbur immediately sits up and looks at the figure. He noticed more of the figure; royal clothing. He looked down to see he has the same clothing on. He looks back up, trying to grasp onto everything. Was this all a dream? No, it felt too real, to be a dream.

 

“Snap out of it Wilbur, you're needed by the emperor ” the figure said. Wilbur seemed lost, as he gives a slight nod. The figure turns and leaves, leaving Wilbur alone in the room. He gets up from the chair, heading over to the bed, which had a mirror next to it. He picks up the mirror and looks at himself. Still, the same brunette hair and honey colored eyes, but sometimes was different.

 

His hair was in a ponytail, a low ponytail. His glasses having gold frames, still circular however, and he had the same earring. The emerald earring. He had some facial hair, but it wasn't as noticable. He puts the mirror down, as a pencil thin line appears on his lips again. He wanted to know where he was, without raising suspicion.

 

And it's like, someone could read his mind.

 

“Well, seems like you're lost” a voice said, which caused Wilbur to jolt and move back, turning to the direction of the voice, only to see someone.

Her hair was long, and white, similar to the figure from earlier, but longer. Her face and hands were blacked out, letting the only noticable thing on her face be her eyes. She seem to have some form of dress on, with a satchel on her. A brown satchel, with gold decorations on it. The dress seem to be an ivory color, with black accessories to it, and gold as well. She seemed shorter, than Wilbur, who was still caught off guard. 

 

“Who the hell are you” he finally says, as he felt his heartbeat calm down. The other figure simply let's out a hum, before answering. “Teyz, call me Teyz” she says, giving a little curfew. Wilbur gives a bow, in return. “You're already playing the part a lot better” Teyz comments, as Wilbur stands back up straight, and looked at her confused. “What do you mean by that”  Wilbur asked. Teyz clasped her hands together, clearing her throat. “Well, you're in the Antarctic empire, son of Emperor Philza Minecraft. Older brother of Imperial Prince Theseus, and twin of Sir Technoblade. I'll be your personal guide, and thankfully no one else can see me except you” Teyz says.  “What are you” Wilbur asked.

 

Silence fills the room, as Wilbur wonders if he should've kept quiet. He had an idea of what she could be, but didn't want to say it. 

“That isn't none of your concerns, Wilbur” she replied in a cold tone. Wilbur nods. “Well, we shouldn't wait any longer, follow me, and please try not to seem like yourself. Be bittersweet” Teyz says, leading the way. Wilbur didn't fully picked up on it, but nods and follows her. 

 

As they walked to see the Emperor, Wilbur realized more things. He was a prince, but he found it odd of how he wasn't the one known as "imperial", instead it was someone else. He also realized his wings were gone, as his back felt much more lighter without them.  The bruises on his fingers were gone, and they felt a lot more softer. More, gentle to the touch. He would notice servants bow when they see him, and referring to him as either "Prince Wilbur" or "your majesty", which wasn't as off, more unusual however since he's so used to being referred to as "Mr. President" or "President Wilbur".