F U L L M O O N || boy×boy

Chapter 14 'Spouse Picking'

"Smash!" A boy screamed as Las ducked, "Hah! You thought bitch" Las opened his palms as he shoots explosions, Con dodged it as he put his thumb inside his mouth -the side- and flicked it over. He finally shot Las as he came stumbling down to the ground.

"What's all the noise?"

They turned their heads to see Avy standing, hands on her hips. She kept her face neutral as he stared at the two. Las and Con froze as they both looked at each other nervously. Avy finally came to realization as her eyes widened, brows furrowed.

"Were you role-playing??"

The two said nothing as they gulp while staring at the furious girl in front of them.

"Without. Me?!?!"

Avy screamed, she was so angry that if this was animated, she would have steams coming out of her ears. The two looked at each other.

"Run."

And with that, the two ran as fast as they could around the castle with an angry Avy trailing behind them. "BRO! WHAT DO WE FUCKING DO?!" Con yelled while they run down the stairs. "I DON'T FREAKIN' KNOW DUDE!" Las squealed, they came to a dead end, a locked door.

"SHIT!"

"WHO LOCKS A GOD DAMN DOOR?! AND IT'S THE FREAKIN' KITCHEN!"

"THEY SAID THEY LOCKED IT BECAUSE YOU KEPT CREEPING AT MIDNIGHT JUST TO EAT!"

"WHY ARE WE SCREAMING?!"

"BECAUSE THIS MAY BE OUR LAST CONVERSATION! I WANT TO DIE WHILE SCREAMING AT A PIECE OF SHIT!"

"LOVE YA TOO DUDE!"

Avy got closer as the two closed their eyes. The two heard nothing, they both tried to open their eyes to see then

SMACK!

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A guard came towards the three, stopping at their front then vowed. He stood straight as he put his arms at his back, "The king is calling you, your majesty." Las nodded, his right palm brushing his right cheek. "T-tell father that I will be there in a minute" the guard vowed once more then turned as he leaves.

Las began to walk but felt an arm on his shoulder. He turned his head to see Avy grinning like an idiot. He gulped as he looked from behind, Con just stared at him, looking sympathetic.

He held a thumbs up as he muttered "Goodluck"

They reached the throne room, probably the biggest room in the castle. Avy vowed, Las noticed a large number of girls.

'Why the heck are they here for?'

"Father" He straightened his shirt as his father looked at him. "You asked for my presence?" The king just stared at him before opening his mouth. "Ah, yes." His father handed the scroll to his adviser.

"It's time"

"Time for what?"

"For you to pick a spouse"

Las just stared at his father, eyes wide, mind being in a complete different state. His mind floated off somewhere as he can only hear Avy coughing.

"No" the king looked taken a back as he furrowed his brows, "What do you mean "No?"" Las kept his place. His eyes bored as he repeated, "No"

"Did I asked your opinion?"

"Did I asked you to make decisions for myself?"

"Allastair! You will pick a spouse for your throne or I will pick one for you." Las stiffed, fist balling into a fist "Can't you see that I don't want a girl?!" "Then what do you want? A boy for the throne?! Don't make me laugh, I will not tolerate that" the king shouted, the girls flinched as they lowered their heads.