Going out with nothing but your skin can be extremely dangerous, so that's why we have special made suits, after all, no one said traveling would be easy.
Me and papa Mia go to the royal castle where we would be greeted by the king, who is also known as "Carefree Lazy John the third."
The king's son, Gary Mc. Gal, storms into the room wearing his signature smile, while greeting us politely, bowing his head down. But, he's all more than a prince living in his step dads royal castle, because he's my friend. My best friend.
Me and Gary would go to this special garden meant for royalty when we were children.
The garden glistened with the bright sun in view, the river shined brightly as we entered the beauty of the field. Nostalgia filled the air like a warm breeze, speaking of that, the warmth of the grass struck me down, wanting nothing more but to lay down and caress the ever so lasting greenness and be covered with the calming atmosphere. And there's really nothing else left to describe this garden that we'd call our home.
"So, things really never change, huh", he says with a warming smile, pureness of the fact that the prince too feels the memories swallowing him whole, like the wave of and ocean, but how could I blame him. Back when we were still curious little boys, we'd always play pretend, like if we were dragons and all that.
"Yeah. You're definitely right about that, your majesty", I say jokingly, feeling his glare of disapproval rising up and down, looking me every inch to give me a much more annoying rotten expression masked upon his face.
The blonde silky hair of the prince starts doing more flips from the breeze, the breeze smelling the tension of his majesty.
"Hey! I told you not to call me that!", he says flaring up. He then runs up to me and tackles me to the ground. Then it was my turn to give him a nasty look.
"Well, whatever. I was just kidding anyway", we both turn to look at each other and we both burst out laughing, the costume becoming tight because of my sudden transformation to a human being.
"You're such a loser!", he says chuckling with that grin that always pisses me off.
"Already turning into a human? Jeez, you really can't control it can't you!", he gently grabs my curly brown hair, and starts playing with it, twirling it around in his fingers.
"Right, says the one that became a full on human even though I don't know.. despite the king scolding you on not, your father! ", I say smugly, though even if on the outside I look as though I don't care about his new self, I actually quite enjoy seeing him like this, he looks surprisingly.. beautiful. Of course I could never admit it, but if I were to ever say it, it'd be in a mocking tone, seeming as if I'm not being serious.
"Well, to keep you like this in your human form once you go to the human world, I'll lend you the fabric magic made costume that Feelixa made", he says blankly, his cheeks tinted in a light pink blush, his golden eyes sparkling with an unknown delight, making my spine feel a twinge of shivers going down. Do I feel- jealous?
Do I?
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The Walking Goldfish
FantasíaBeing told that flying isn't possible sucks, but for one particular fish, nope. "Don't go to earth, you'll become a human"." Is what the fish has been told Every. Single. Day. So, having enough of all the lecture, the now free goldfish goes onto dis...
