|tyler|
"mom do i have to stay inside the castle all day. it gets so boring." a small boy hangs off his mother's arm pleading.
"tyler you know you can't go outside." she continues to fix up the book shelf. and dust the windows. the light from it catching in her blonde hair.
"i'll be back as soon as possible. please, just for a few hours. pleassse mom."
"very well, but be careful who you talk to and be back before the sun sets." she yells after her running son.
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the wind brushing up against his face the sun blinding.
i miss this. i miss the outside world.
for a 10 year old who hasn't been outside of the castle in years he gets around just fine. only stopping to memorize the trees and watch how the clouds moved.
he reaches the market.
all these people working. i've never seen so many people in one place.
"Hey get back here you little runt!" tyler turns his head to see what the commotion is all
about.
a small boy about tyler's age runs right into him.
"i'm so sorry. the guards they-they think i stole something and i didn't." his brown eyes running up and down the road looking for the guards. the other boy's eyes holding fear in them.
the guards, their angry faces pop out from behind a cart filled with fruits.
"come on." the other boy grabs tyler's hand and pulls. "i know a good hiding spot." the other boy pulling both of them into the trees.
the light danced through the trees. the trees swaying back and forth.
"so are you going to tell me your name." tyler asks.
"oh yeah. i'm josh." the other boy, josh, sticks out his hand.
"im tyler."
"as in prince tyler."
"yep."
"your majesty." josh kneels down.
"no, no, please, get up can't we just be friends. i just want to be tyler."
"ok, tyler lets go. i have to show you my favorite tree. i want to put a house in it one day."
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"mom guess what."
"what sweetie." tyler's mother asks tucking him into bed.
"i made a friend today he's really nice."
"oh really."
"yeah his name is josh, he has brown hair, and showed me where his favorite tree is, and, and he's my age, and i want to hang out with him again soon." the young prince giggles and smiles.
"it sounds like you had a good day, maybe i could talk to your father about letting you out more."
i finally have a friend.
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Fairytales
Fanfiction"prince tyler you can't be running around with that silly peasant john." "josh." "what?" "his name is josh." "it doesn't matter and neither does he. you know what your stepmother would do to him." but what if i love him
