"C'mon. Look at me! No plan. No backup. No weapons worth a damn. Oh. And I'll tell you something else I don't have: Anything to loose! So...." Anxiety smirked and brushed his hair out of the way. "Come get me."
"What do you think you're doing!" Prin...
I didn't have time to proof read this so if there's mistakes then I apologize.
Prince's pov I was in Thomas's imagination. Honestly? I don't need to be here to get a good idea. It's just... I don't know, it's just a nice place. I mean... I guess it helps? Not very Prince like but there was nothing else to do. Anyway...
I was deciding what landscape I wanted. Being the fabulous Prince I was, my mind went to Frozen. Remember how when Elsa was singing Let It Go you got a good view of the village? Well it was like that, except not. Instead of a village it was just a wooden tavern.
"Huh. Seems a little dull. Maybe..." I squeezed my hand into a tight fist and closed my eyes. When I opened them the snow was falling slowly and everything had a tint of a pastel sort of purple.
I smiled. "Practically Perfect in every way." I walked into the small wooden bar. There was a bartender cleaning a mug.
"Wot can I get for ya?"
I spoke, "I come in need of solitude and originality."
The bartender nodded "Don't w'all need some quiet evra naw an then?" (Don't judge his speaking. He's a good bartender)
I nodded.
"How long do you stay open?" The bartender pointed over to a sign that said 24/7.
"Thank you, barkeep." I smiled and headed outside.
The tavern was on the side on a mountain. There was a path leading up so, as the brave Prince I am, I followed it. When I made it to the top I sat down near the edge.
See, I made the snow so that it wasn't cold. The only problem with imagination is that if you make a person you can't control them. I suppose that just makes it more realistic.
The view was beyond amazing.
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There was a mountain across from the one I was on.
This is the perfect place to do an epic fight.
As you can see my mind started to drift.
I suddenly heard a yell, "Someone in distress! I'm coming!" I yelled the last part. I ran back to the tavern.
When I opened the door I saw a dark black shadow creature. Coincidentally, the exact one I was thinking about. The bartender hid behind the bar and I pulled out my sword and fought with the mighty beast.
When the shadow creature dissolved I heard someone say "Not bad, for a dim-wit."
Anxiety's pov I didn't feel any pain but I lifted my shirt and every injury was still there. Also, even though there was snow it wasn't cold? And my clothes were different?
