"Where's Flapjack?" Spike, the prince's husband, asked Bløød. His question was quickly answered by a boy's cry. They both ran, following the voice.
They found Flapjack, covered in white powder and blood, holding Spike's brother and sobbing. He grabbed the gun he confiscated from his now dead brother, Arrow, and held it up to his head, mumbling something quietly to himself.
Spike ran over to Flapjack and slapped the gun from his hand, and hugged him quickly. "I was worried sick about you."
"Spike!" He hugged his husband tightly. "More like I was worried sick about you!"
"Please, sleeping with my brother does not count as worried sick," He smiled knowingly but forgivingly as guilt swept over Flapjack's face. "I'm kidding. I'm just glad you're okay."
"Seth isn't," The prince whispered softly.
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Castle of Demons
General FictionKing Bløød and Prince Flapjack adventure the world of Unnamed, picking up a few friends and enemies on the way, playing with time, and bending the rules of physics a tad.
