Felix mumbled as he was getting ready for his night duty. He didn't want to do it, but it had to be done. For the sake of any thieves or spies coming on their land.
"You're leaving so soon honey darling?"
Felix turned and saw lady Marzia standing before him. Felix walked over to her and held her hand.
"I have to." Felix kissed her on the cheek. "Don't worry, everything will be fine!"
Marzia blushed. "I know. Just make sure you don't do anything stupid."
Felix opened the door. "...You know I always fuck shit up." And walked out the front door.
Felix grabbed his trusty lantern hanging on top of the window, lit it, and walked his usual route.
~*~
"Oh hey Pewds."
Felix turned around and saw his friend Cry, standing outside out on the porch of his house.
[A/N: Felix's friends have created nicknames for each other. Felix's nickname is Pewdiepie/Pewds for example. Mainly because YouTube doesn't exist in this 'Victorian' world yet.]
"Doing your route again?"
Felix nodded. "Yep. Same as always."
The masked man jumped off his front porch. "Mind if I tag along?"
Felix honestly didn't mind. Nothing really happened doing his midnight route anyway. "Sure, why not."
~*~
Felix and Cry landed themselves on the beach and walked around for any intruders.
"...So I created this new 'language'. It's called swearing." Felix added. Cry was suddenly interested.
"Can I hear a couple?"
Felix was delighted to. "So. There are these words called fuck and shit, and I just used them on my girlfrie-"
Felix suddenly stopped and immediately was just trying to register what was ahead of him. A giant hand? ... Na. I can't be right.
"What the..." Cry spoke to break the silence.
Felix held his lantern up high and walked a little closer. Yep. It was definitely a giant hand alright. Felix looked at Cry and he probably looked shocked. He couldn't tell because of the mask.
"M-maybe this is a prank?" Cry questioned.
Felix was shaking a good bit too, but he didn't want to be scared. He needed to be brave.
"Let's take a closer look." Felix looked back at the giant hand and followed it to the rest of what lays ahead of both of them.
Felix didn't feel that this was a prank. It felt almost too real to be a prank. He hoped not. As he and Cry took their final steps, he hoped wrong.
He saw a face with a scruff covering its jaw with black and... redish hair? Also what looked to be giant glasses situated on its eyes, which luckily were closed. Its face was facing directly at them.
Felix was looking at Cry with eyes full of shock. "What. The. Fuck." Felix mumbled.
"...Whatever you just said." Cry replied quietly.
It was like everything fell into silence from there, except from this... giant's breathing. Felix's heartbeat and breathing increasing rapidly as everything was unfolding. Suddenly, the giant made a slight groaning sound as it shifted in its sleep, which made Felix's body suddenly freeze.
"Run?"
...
"Run."
The two men ran and drove quickly into a nearby bush, hoping the giant didn't notice them. Felix heard the russling of clothing, a low groaning noise, and then... silence. Assuming that the coast is clear, Felix slowly peeked his head out of the bush. The giant changed his position, but luckily didn't wake.
"Javla helveta, that was close." Felix sighed. "We need to tell the king... or your father." Cry said.
Maybe it might be a good idea to tell my dad. I mean... I was the 'King's' son. But then again, he never has time for me.
... I guess it's worth a shot.
"Ok Cry, here's the plan. I'll go tell my dad the news and you go tell the gang."
"But Pewds, what about-"
"We don't want a catastrophe. That's the last thing my dad wants." Felix explained. "Now, let's hurry up before it wakes."
Cry nodded and ran to the town. Felix looked at the sleeping giant for a second before running to the castle.
It's time...
~*~
Felix ran into the main gate of the castle which stood two guardsmen. "Halt! Who goes-"
"Look... it's me, Felix Arvid Ulf Kjellberg the III. Let me in."
The guardsmen took no time to ask questions and let him in. Felix ran into the main hallway and went to the ballroom, were his dad would spend most of his days as king. Felix noticed that the ballroom door was closed and guarded by someone.
"Hey excuse me, I need to go in to see my father for a sec-"
"The king ask for no visitors during this time."
Felix recognized that deep voice from anywhere. "Edward... let me in, it's very urgent."
Edward smirked at him. "Is it one of your 'pranks' again? Hmm?"
Felix was getting a little upset. "Edward, it's import-"
"How about I take a look at this... very important thing you are so upset about."
Felix sighed in disgust.
"Fine..."
~*~
Felix and Edward finally met up with Cry and the gang. "Hey guys..." Felix waved slowly.
"Hey Pewds- wait... who invited him?" That was Pj. Code name: KickthePj. One of the new recruits of the gang. I gonna love the guy.
Edward angrily grunted. "Him? My name isn't 'him'. It's Edward, E-"
"Edward... Pj... calm down." That was Ken. Code name: CinnamonToastKen. He was the first person I ever met... and my best friend.
"But Ken, I want him back! He took one of-"
"Arguing isn't going to being him back Pj. We all want him back. We just got to be patient."
Pj sighed. "Ok."
Cry quickly broke the silence. "Guys, me and Pewds found something... something big."
"And it isn't a prank this time." Felix added.
Ken raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure Pewds?"
Pewds quickly stared at Ken with his dark blue eyes. Ken knew this was real.
"Ok... what's behind the bush?" Ken sighed.
Pewds swallowed a lump in his stomach. "Y-you gonna see for yourself."
Edward decided to go first. "I shall go." Pewds quickly grabbed Edward's arm.
"No. Let me go ahead of you guys. I found it, I should be in front."
Edward grunted. "...Ok. Be my guest."
Pewds went in to the bush and gestured everyone to follow him.
Once everyone was out of the bush, they found themselves in a big area, on the ocean bank.
"Guys, it's this way." Felix gestured.
Everyone followed Felix. Little did they know, they were climbing up the giant.
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Markiplier Travels
FantasyMark and Jack were about to go on a short cruise, when Mark got himself in some trouble. By trouble, I mean he lands on a island inhabited by tiny people. What happens next? (The cover is temporary)