Elven Princess

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I made my way back to the so called castle in the dress Cartman's mother provided me. I let the glass door slide open with a creek, as all the thief's, Jews, Mage's and fighters all staring at me. I could feel my face heat up to a bright red. I must of looked so stupid standing there, not knowing what to do to wipe the blush away.

"P-princess (Y/n)? Y-you look magnificent" Butter's said with a small stutter as he walked up to me, carrying a hammer.

"The Grand Wizard asked me to escort you to the castle." Butter's bowed lightly as he turned to show me to the castle. As I walked through the castle's door I was greeted by the Grand Wizards stare.

"Umm, you wanted to see me?" I said, tucking my hair behind my ears. Cartman cleared his throat.

"Mhmm. The dress fancy's you. You see here Princess. Us humans are at war. The stick of truth was stolen from us weeks ago and we haven't been able to receive it back. Until tonight. We are heading over to the Elven Kingdom to fight back, and take what is rightfully ours. Oh, and I would love it if our Princess could come and show us support. What do you say (y/n)?" I processed over everything Cartman said, a bit confused about what the Elven Kingdom was, I grew curious. This was all so strange and embarrassing, if I knew this is what Craig and Tweek had in mind I wouldn't have a greed to hang out with them. 

"Of course I will join you" I said with the most Princess voice I could muster up. I figure I've already gotten myself into this mess, so why not try and enjoy it.

"Swell, We leave at dawn! Which is now." Cartman walked out dragging me along by the wrist. He yelled at his people, telling them to get their asses to the Elven Kingdom and prepare for war.

I found myself walking down the street with a ton of kids from my district. When we entered a back yard, I recognized it as Kyle's. Cartman had his men charging others that wore green and had fake elf ears on.

"ELVES PROTECT THE STICK OF TRUTH!!"  I heard Kyle yelling but I couldn't see him through all the kids playing with their wooden swords and demanding each other to die. Just then my vison was encased, It was hard to breath and my claustrophobia kicked in. I couldn't see a single thing and I started to scream and kick as much as I could, just trying to relieve the panic my entire body was being forced to endure..  My hands where held over my head, and I was being dragged by my wrist in a very forceful manner. I felt my feet strip over a series of steps as the sound of fighting grew fainter until I was no longer able to hear it. The air was warm and pleasant, but my body being in such a state, I still felt cold.

"Dude, are you trying to hurt her?" I heard Kyles soft spoken voice speak with concern from me.

"S-sorry (y/n) I got carried away" As I heard Stan speak the bag that was covering my eyes, was lifted. Seeing Stan and Kyles face relieved me for a brief moment before it tunrned into complete anger.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS DOING!?" I screamed at the two of them as my heart pumped so fast I swore I was going to pass out.

"(y/n) please calm down, just breath." Stan said while rubbing my back trying to calm my breathing. I examined the room around me. There was a bed, and a TV with an Xbox. I saw a desk stacked with school papers in a précised and clean matter. I must be in Kyle's room. I looked at Kyle. He was wearing a wooded crown, and carrying a golf club at his waist. He looked a bit silly, but seeing his face brought a smile to my lips, and he returned it. Kyle took off his crown quickly and threw it in his bed.

"I'm sorry Fat ass brought you into this. You know you don't have to play if you don't want to." Kyle looked at me with a tint of red dusted on his cheeks.

"Oh no its fine, It seems pretty cool, except the whole part of being abducted by my friends." I let out a small laugh as Stan took the warrior helmet he was wearing off, and let his face sink with disappointment.

"I'm really sorry (Y/n)" Stan apologized.

"Well, If you are gonna play, I would like it if you where on my side. Cartman already has Kenny playing Princess, and we don't even have one." Kyle asking me to be apart of his kingdoms put butterflies in my stomach, but not the good kind. These weren't kind butterflies tickling my tummy with the fluttering of their wings. These butter flies had razor sharp edges that were cutting me trying to escape their prison inside me. How am I suppose to just leave Cartman's Kingdom? He just recruited me and I'm all ready being offered to betray him.

"Well?" Kyle said with his pleading eyes locked with mine. How was I gonna find the strength to say no? I wasn't. His bright green eyes took me into a trance as if I was being hypnotized. I know I wasn't, but there was just something about him, everything he has done for me, I couldn't say no.

"Yes, I will join you." I said at first with a blank stare that gradually turned into a grin by the time I said "you". Kyle's smile matched mine as he looked over at Stan.

"Well its getting late. I think we are done for the day. Go inform Wizard Fat Ass that the Princess has joined our side." With Kyle's words still lingering in the air, Stan made his way out of his friends room to let the Kingdom of Kupa Keep, know about their traitor.

"Come on, I can walk you home." Kyle said linking his arm through my slightly bent one. We mad our way out of the front of the house and began walking down the street towards mine.

"I know you probably think this is stupid, and it is really. But we just get so caught up into it sometimes. I'm sorry you are now apart of it." Kyle took his arm away from my own and let it hang by his side.

"Don't be, I don't think its stupid at all. It honestly looks really fun." Kyle perked up at my words and gave me a slight smile that soon disappeared with a bit of anger.

"You know, it really pissed me off that Cartman thinks he can do whatever he wants with you." He mumbled out his words a bit as he stared at the ground.

"Its okay Kyle, you are always there so he never really achieves anything. Besides I don't think he really notices what he does anyway. He's just likes being my friend. "

"Oh he notices." Kyle whispered softly so I could bearly hear him.




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