differences (Dreamnoblade)

Chapter two

It was a cold night, everyone who had a house would usually be going to sleep now. Or those who atleast have shelter. But not for this smiley masked wearing blonde. He was currently walking towards the kingdom of his enemy. What would he do there? Ask for help.

Not directly, ofcourse. He would ask to spend the night. But things would soon become something much much more than what either of two were expecting. He walked over the bridge to the entrance of the kingdom. He looked around, seeing all the different houses and shops. He felt the need to steal. But pushed it aside. He had to push it away.

He didn't have anyone at his side anymore. He, even though hell never admit it (or will he? 👀), needed someone at his side. Someone to help him with his fears, his troubles, his temptations to hurt himself. He didn't know where to go, what to do, why he was the way he was and why people do the things they do.

But he did know that this was going to ruin his reputation.

He walked up to the castle and knocked on one of the big doors. Two guards were on each side of him, guarding the castle. But their jobs weren't to speak. Soon, the doors opened up, revealing a tired brunette with a yellow shirt and a red beanie. The brunette yawned, "what's up?" He said calmly in a british accent.

"How can I help you?" He added in before taking notice of the blonde. "Dream-?!" The blonde tensed slightly. "Uh yeah- that's me-" the blonde kept himself composed, shoving the anxious feeling deep down where it couldn't bother him, or atleast so most of it would go away. "What are you doing here?" He asked completely waking up now. His voice slightly cracked.

"I need to stay here. For..a night." The blonde stated, slight hesitation in his voice. The brunette stood, thinking for a minute. "you aren't pulling my leg, are you?" The blonde shook his head. "I s-" a tired, yet intimidating pinkette approached, speaking over the two. "What are you doing here." It was more of a monotoned, yet threatening time of voice. "He needs to stay a night." The brunette spoke up.

The brunette had taken notice of the shape that the blonde was in and decided to let differences be put aside and he was going to accept for him to stay, until the pinkette had walked down the stairs, wearing his royal robe and crown. An intimidating look on his face, fire in his eyes. He was ready to kill. "He can't stay here." The pinkette stated, voice darkening slightly.

"He needs a place to stay." The brunette argued. "Well, he has to find one far from here." The pinkettes voice grew slightly darker. "What are you muffins fighting for-?" A tired charcoal haired and skinned boy asked, rubbing his eyes. "Dream?" He asked getting closer to the two. "Dream here, needs to spend a few nights here-" the brunette was cut off. "A few? A few? you just said one night. One." Once more, the two fought.

Now, the charcoaled haired boy with white glowing eyes was trying to break them apart, getting the attention from another male. This one had brown hair, a blue hoodie, and sweat pants with white socks, he also carried a pillow with him. he had just woken up.

"Bad-? Why is everyone so loud. Some of us are trying to sleep." The charcoaled haired boy both comforted his friend in a hug, while trying to get the other two to stop. "Enough!" He shouted. "You dundermuffins.." he muttered before continuing. "I'll show dream where he can stay for the night. Or a few if he needs." The brunette nodded in agreement, fine with it.

while the pinkette rolled his eyes, walking back up the stairs and slamming his door shut, causing everyone to slightly jump, especially dream. The charcoal haired boy looked at dream, "here, follow me I'll show you to a spare room." He received a nod back from the blonde as they walked to that direction.