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HANDCUFF

"Brady! You have to look at this!" King Boomer, the brother of King Brady, came running into the throne room while carrying a pair of handcuffs, screaming for his brother. King Brady was sitting on the throne being lectured by Mikayla on the importance of paying attention, which he was currently not.

"Brady, look what I found!" Boomer rushed up to his brother and the guard girl. However, as he came close to them he tripped, the handcuffs he was holding closing around two wrists, from two different people. Brady snapped back to attention at the feeling of cold metal on his wrist. He lifted his arm up and examined the cuffs, not noticing who he was handcuffed to.

Mikayla on the other hand had bent down to help Boomer up. However, when she bent down, her wrist pulled on the handcuffs. A small yelp escaped from Brady as we he was pulled to the floor by Mikayla. "Ow!" He exclaimed as he sat up before he and Mikayla realized the problem: they were handcuffed together.

"Boomer, what did you do?" Mikayla growled as she waved her arms around. "Mikayla, stop! That hurts!" Brady cried out in pain as his wrist was pulled in every direction. Mikayla immediately stopped moving her arms, but continued to glare at Boomer. "Where is the key?" Boomer shrunk back in fear at Mikayla's words. "I don't know woman, stop hounding me!" He cried.

Brady then stood up and looked at his brother. "Boom, what did you do with the key?" Boomer relaxed slightly at his brother's friendly tone. "I'll go find it right now!" Boomer exclaimed before he spun around and took off running towards the kings' room, most likely wanting to get away from the angry Sasquatch in the throne room.

Mikayla POV

I don't want to be stuck with you! I shifted my gaze to the boy king beside me. Of all the people I could get handcuffed to, it had to be Brady. I sighed in annoyance. "So, now what do we do?" Brady shifted his attention to me. "I don't know. We have to wait for Boomer to come back with the key before we can get these off." Brady motioned to the handcuffs. "Well then, let's go help your brother find the key." I started to walk towards the kings' room, Brady walking closely behind me.

As soon as we reached the kings' room, we were greeted by the sight of Boomer digging through clothes furiously. "Uh, Boom, what are you doing?" Brady questioned as he walked towards Boomer while I was following close behind him in order for us to not hurt each other. Boomer's head snapped up at his brother's voice. "Well, you see, I kind of lost the key to the handcuffs." Boomer smiled sheepishly at us.

"You lost the key?" I screamed at the boy king. "Yes, but I can get another one! It just might take a few hours!" Boomer cowered in fear from my voice. "A few hours?" I growled as I started to slowly walk towards the king. Boomer nodded before he shot Brady a look of fear. "Boom, can you go try and find another key?" Brady spoke up from beside me. Boomer nodded once more. "I can go try and find one right now! I'll see you two in a few hours!" Boomer exclaimed before he rushed out of the room, leaving Brady and I alone.

"Well, what should we do now?" I turned to Brady. "We could just sit and wait." He proposed. I shook my head. "No, I don't want to just sit here for a few hours." Brady nodded before we became silent. Of all the things that could have happened today, why this? I thought with annoyance.

"Mikayla? Where are you?" My best friend Candace came rushing into the room. She stopped as soon as she noticed Brady and I handcuffed together. "Not one word." I growled as she opened her mouth to speak. "Fine, I won't say one word, but a picture will say a thousand!" She giggled as she took out her phone and snapped a picture of us.

"Candace! Delete the picture!" I rushed towards her intent on getting rid of the picture while also forgetting that I was handcuffed to Brady. Only his yelp of pain as I pulled him forward alerted me of his presence. I quickly snatched Candace's phone from her hands and deleted the picture she had taken of Brady and I. "Fine. Be that way." Candace huffed before she turned and stormed out of the room, taking her phone with her. I then turned to Brady to find him examining his wrist and rubbing it slightly, wincing as he did so. His wrist was beginning to turn red from the handcuff digging into it.