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Min Prins - Todd X Matthew

W H E R E  IS THE CONTENT FOR THIS ON WATTPAD?

Well, here it is. Maybe I should make multiple Saloonatics type stuffs in here :3

Requested by: DamagedEcho

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Matthew didn't remember much up to this point. All he remembered was going into the bar for a quick drink before leaving Spitbucket, then it all went dark.

Now, however, Matthew awoke on a wooden floor. He sat up and looked around, seeing a male pointing a gun at him in the corner. "Did'ja have a nice rest?" The male asked, jogging Matthew's memory. "...Oh... you never gave me the wine I paid for!" The prince whined, crossing his arms. Todd faltered, his gun pointing at the floor for a moment.

"That's what you care 'bout right now? I'm holdin' you at gunpoint, and you care 'bout wine?" Todd inquired. Matthew shrugged. "I was kidnapped earlier too. How do I get myself into these situations?" Matthew groaned and laid down, looking up at the ceiling. "Plus, Sheriff Thompson and Edward Gold will figure this out soon. The previous group of bandits were rather... ignorant. Sorry for assuming, but you must be the same. Your group is only you anyway." Todd rolled his eyes and sighed.

"If I knew you'd be annoyin' I would've just shot you earlier." "Point taken! I'll be quiet now!" Todd set his gun down and leaned back onto the wall. "Okay, can I have a request?" Todd facepalmed and pinched the spot where his nose connected to his forehead. "What'll it be?" "I just... well... do you own a handheld mirror?" Todd cocked a brow. "Why would you need that? Are you gonna try to escape or somethin'?" Matthew shook his head.

"I just want to know if I'm looking better than usual, as always." Todd scoffed and went off to get one, locking the door behind himself. Now that Matthew noticed, he was in a dimly lit room with a wooden floor and red walls. He saw that Todd left his gun behind, so Matthew swiftly grabbed it and hid it behind him.

'I guess I wasn't wrong about the bartender's ignorance.'

Todd soon came back, holding a pink handheld mirror. "Here's your mirror, or whatever." Todd shut and locked the door behind him before handing Matthew the mirror. "Thank you, chap!" Matthew looked into the mirror and winked at his reflection. "Perfect, as always~!" Todd scoffed again and sat down on the floor. He squinted his eyes and looked around, remembering his gun.

"Looking for this, scoundrel?" Matthew asked teasingly, holding Todd's gun. He had it pointed at Todd, who lifted his arms and rolled his eyes. "You don't have the keys anyway. Plus," Tord brought his hand into his hat and pulled another gun out. "...Dang." Matthew put the gun down, knowing that his skills with a gun were probably inferior to Todd's skills.

"I reckon you made a fine choice right there," He smirked. "Chap." He spat, standing back up. He went over to Matthew and took the gun away from him, shoving it into his hat. The two went silent after Todd sat back down, the both of them fidgeting with their fingers or things that they had on them.

Matthew glanced at Todd every now and then to see what he was doing, which was mostly sharpening knives and humming random tunes. After a long silence, Matthew finally broke it by groaning loudly.

"I'm so bored! Don't you have anything fit for a prince around here?" "I can take you to the bathroom if you want." Todd replied, stabbing a knife into the floor next to him. Matthew huffed and frowned. "That was quite mean." "I could care less, Princely."  Matthew crossed his legs, sitting criss-cross-applesauce. "Do you have any books?" "Last time I left, you tried to turn the tables on me. Why'd I fall for that again?" Matthew made an 'I don't know' noise and Todd laughed.