Anpanman (still on break, unfortunately)

Chapter 2

It was a peaceful, normal day in the household of 7 brothers. Lunch time was around the corner, and 3 brave men took the task of cooking their foods. The scent of smoky, burnt chicken and spices can be smelled throughout the whole house; those nearby the source of the smell coughed due to the odor alone. What a great day to have roast chicken. How did this happen, may you ask? 3 names: Hoseok, Namjoon, Taehyung. The eldest should've known better than to entrust them with such a dish.

After roasting the chicken to perfectly resemble coals, Seokjin saw the poor, inedible chicken. Due to such a waste of money and ingredients, he reprimanded the three about the basics of checking the internet for cooking instructions rather than relying on their own instincts. And now, it's up to them to either eat the chicken, and hopefully not throw up, or order some foods for delivery. Like any normal person, they chose the latter option and threw the chicken to the waste bin. Segregate your trash, fellows.

timeskip

"Dad, you want us at the castle right now? Is there any problem? Okay, okay, we'll be there shortly," Seokjin ended the call with his dad. (Their dad is the current ruler of Arcania, their world. Their dad lives Buldarae Kingdom, a.k.a. the castle. Buldarae Kingdom is similar to the Malacañang Palace, a place where the president resides in until the end of their term, I believe. The ruler's sons live separately from their dad.)

"Guys, Dad wants us to go to the castle right now. Chop chop, go get dressed," Seokjin informed his younger brothers in a busy tone. All of them complied, and within a few minutes, they were ready to go.

"So... are we going now?" Jimin asked, asling for confirmation. Seokjin nodded, "Yes. Like, right now."

They left the mansion to visit the castle. It's been quite a while since their last visit there.

at Buldarae castle

The soles of their shoes clacked against the polished marble floors, the chandeliers lit up the whole hallway. Pictures of the previous rulers decorated the walls leading to the throne room. They reached a huge door with gold swirl patterns and expensive, precious stones adorning it. Two knights were stationed to guard the ruler. With a bow, the knights pushed the door open, letting the princes in. The door closed with a dull thud, leaving them with their father.

"You guys are finally here," their father greeted them with a warm smile, in which, the boys returned to him. He gestured for them to sit on the couch across his throne, some papers lay on his table. A brief silence envoloped the whole room, the siblings not knowing what to talk about, and the father trying to find ways to break the ice.

"Dad, is there anything wrong?" Namjoon questioned, going straight to the point. Their dad gazed directly into his eyes, a glint of worry evident in them.

"Well, partially I guess," their father answered, picking the papers up and reading it. This brought confusion to the group.

"I beg your pardon? May you please clarify what you mean by that?" Seokjin interrogated their father once more, curious as to what was written on the papers.

"They found the keys," it was a curt response, but they knew exactly who and what their dad was talking about. He was talking about the villains, Mylophins to be much more precise, and the keys they've been long searching for.

The group of siblings had the same reaction--bewilderment. Was it a bad thing? Absolutely, this would bring chaos, not to mention that the other dimension might be in danger. What exactly are the keys for? You'd know soon.

"How? I thought no one was able to find it?" Hoseok cut through the silence, expressing his disbelief over the information. It was true, for the past years, no one was able to find it.