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"Thrones?"

"Yes, Bren! Thrones! Actual golden thrones!" Josh whisper-shouted into the phone's microphone, looking over at the door every other second in paranoia.

"And you're sure you're not going crazy?" Brendon asked, just to be certain.

"I can take a picture if you want" Josh retorted.

"Sure, go do that. I'll call you back" Brendon hung up and Josh fast returned to the top of the staircase. Just when he arrived there, he witnessed an odd sight. He cringed at it.

Every person in the room was kneeling before the brothers who sighed, still lazily sitting in their chairs, ehem, thrones.

Josh identified the brother with emeralds on his crown as Thomas because he literally had his legs up on where your back is supposed to be, with his back where his ass should be. He also made a paper airplane out of some paper that actually looked pretty important and pretended to have it flying around. Thomas was the silliest of the brothers, this was definitely him.

Josh snapped a quick, but clear photo of the happening and returned to Tyler's room where he sent the photo to Brendon, lying on Tyler's large bed. A minute later, Brendon was calling him.

"Dude, what the f-"

Josh cut him off "I know, right?!"

"Bro, this is some really messed up cult you're dealing with. Oh God, what if they're mafia?!" Brendon started to make assumptions, not even sounding excited about this as he usually would be. Brendon was always a daredevil. But he was scared to these quintuplets.

Josh rolled his eyes "They're not maf-"

Tyler entering the room cut Josh off and he quickly hung up. The silver crown with rubies shined atop his head "Oh. You're awake"

Josh nodded, bot showing any particular emotion "Pretty much"

Tyler walked over and leaned down to kiss Josh "How are you?"

"Nothing too special" Josh shrugged, not giving a reaction to the kiss "What's with the crown?"

Tyler's eyes widened. Dammit, he forgot to take it off.

He quickly spun the crown off his head.

"What crown?" he grinned innocently, holding his hands behind his back.

Josh rolled his eyes, pointing at Tyler "The one you're holding behind your back"

Tyler showed his hands "I'm not holding anything"

Josh's jaw dropped and he stood up from the bed, walking a few circles around Tyler "What?! How?! I saw it in your hands right freaking now!"

Tyler walked past him laughing and lied down on the bed. Josh ran into the closet. Once he reaxhed the jewelry section, he gasped. The crown stood there. In it's illuminated box. As if it was never touched.

Josh returned to the room "How the hell?"

Tyler just shrugged, still laughing in amusement.

Josh groaned. The secrecy was really starting to annoy him. He was always annoyed by it, but now more than ever. He held his arms crossed on his chest and stared angrily at Tyler who lied relaxedly with his eyes closed.

"Wanna move in with me?" Tyler asked out of the blue.

Josh's eyes widened at the words and his mouth fell agape "What?!"

"I asked you if you wanted to move in with me" Tyler repeated, a little slower.

Josh thought for a second - just a freaking thoughtless second - before jumping onto Tyler "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Tyler chuckled, trying not to get suffocated under Josh's weight. They kissed and cuddled. Josh fast forgot what he was angry about.

...

Josh brought all his stuff to Tyler's apartment by the end of the day. Brendon wasn't there while he was packing his things.

When Josh placed all of he stuff where he wanted, he walked down the stairs, expecting to find Tyler or at least the thrones down there. But he only found the emerald crowned brother; Thomas? The quintuplet didn't notice him there though.

"Oh, your highness!" Thomas spoke mockingly in a British accent "Would you like me to wash your feet? To brush your teeth? To make your hair look very neat?"

"Shut up" the brothers with orange jewel stones on his crown growled at his brother, British accent clearly recognizable; he had just entered the room.

"Let him be, Theo" the sapphire crowned one entered the room; his accent was normal "If my head wasn't freaking exploding right now, I'd be doing the same thing"

"But I'm not okay with that, Troy" Theo spat as he stood chest to chest with Troy "I don't understand why can't you respect everything we have"

"We do respect it" the brother with diamonds on his crown (obviously Taylor) spoke in a British accent too "But we'd like to be normal. We'd like to live like other people. We'd like to experience school, getting a job, falling in love, worrying. You must feel it too, Theo"

"Of course I feel it!" Theo turned to face his youngest brother "But I love the life I was blessed with having! I love being-"

"Uhm, guys?" Josh spoke up from the bottom of the staircase, trying to get attention.

Theo groaned, Taylor and Troy sighed, Thomas grinned.

"Waddup Josh?" Thomas was still grinning ever so wide.

"What are you guys doing? Why are you wearing crowns?" started to ask questions. If Tyler won't answer him, perhaps the others will.

Theodore stomped out of the room, groaning loudly.

"Don't mind that" Troy said, both referring to the crowns and Theo; he gestured toward his own head and the way Theo went in.

"How come you're still here?" Thomas' voice came from the kitchen where he was putting a scoop of ice-cream in a glass cup, leaving the cup in the fridge and taking the rest of the whole box with him to eat. When the hell did he get to the kitchen?!

"T- Tyler asked me to move in with him" Josh stammered quietly, unsure what kind of a reaction that was going to get.

"HE WHAT?!" Theo screamed, reentering the room.

"Theo, please" Troy tried to calm him down, but it was too late. Theo ran upstairs.

"Poor Tyler" Taylor commented.

Up in Tyler's office, Theo knocked the desk over.

"What the hell'd you do that for?!" Tyler cringed, jumping out of his chair.

"You know how dangerous having people around is" Theodore growled in a British accent "I let you have that little affair with that prostitute of yours, but I'm not gonna stand with you inviting somebody to live with you"

"I'm a grown man" Tyler narrowed his eyes "I can take care of myself. You don't like my ways - leave"

"So I shall"

Tyler watched as his brother stormed out of his office. He then picked the desk up wth a sigh and stood by the window, watching a blood-red Ferrari driving off; the familiar driver didn't care one bit about the speed limit.

Tyler understood Theo, but Theo didn't understand him. Tyler was in love and he was for once not gonna let his blood get in the way of his happiness.