the missing prince

Prisoner

Being shoved into the warm cottage, Dabi grunted, stumbling over his feet. Taking a good look around the cottage. The kitchen was small, there was a worn down small brown circle table that had a book placed under one of the legs, some of the flooring were out of place making it difficult to walk around without tripping. Having the younger guy slowly shove him from behind, he led him into where he assumed they sleep. There was a fireplace with wood on its left, in front of it (but not too close) were bunches of old blankets. Overall the place looked run down, but still felt cozy.

Looking at the shorter teen as he moved passed him to move a big pile of books. Looking over at the green haired child, he gave him a small smile. It was because of him that he had a place to sleep for the night, instead of being in that horrible storm that was soon to start.

"Alright, lets go" the teen had finished moving the pile of books, and under it was a trapdoor.

"Wait" dabi said, not wanting to go under into the dark room. "I'm not staying in there . . . Right?" The teen looked up at him, expressionless eyes.

"Yes you will, unless you want to be chained outside like a dog." Well that was the end of that conversation. Dabi quickly followed him down the steps, it was too dark to see well.

"If you need anything let me know, and when it's time for supper I'll knock on the door." He turned to leave, but before he could the taller called to him.

"What if I need to use the bathroom!" The shorter one turned to him, then grabbed a tin bucket that was lying on the floor. Grabbing it, he pushed it into the stranger's arms.

"Here, if that's all I'm leaving" the older one watched the red eyed teen walk up the steps, watching him close the trapdoor. Leaving him in the darkness.

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Limping into the cold and dark room, a maid followed with him. Holding a white stick candle for light, she helped him to his soft bed. Moving away so she could light the rest of the candles, coming back to the injured boy, starting on the swollen ankle.

"I'll bring your supper once I'm done prince toya" she spoke quietly. The injured boy sighed.

"Mary I've told you before, you can call me toya when no one is around." She whispered an apology. He chuckled, she was such a sweet old women. Once fixing his injury, she left for a moment, leaving him in the dim room.
Lifting up his scared hand he stared, what was so great about having power.

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Waking up with a kick to the stomach, he quickly sat up. Looking up at who kicked him, he sighed, this kid.

"Get up supper is ready" tenko spoke before walking up the steps. Dabi groaned stretching his body and rubbing his eyes, trying to get the tiredness out of him. Getting up he followed to where the teen had just walked.

Awkwardly sitting on the old blankets, he watched the little shit pour him and the younger kid a bowl. Slowly taking a sip, the warmth of the stew ran through dabis's body, refreshing after what he's been through that day.

"So what's your name stranger" looking up from his bowl, the red eyed teen sat waiting for his answer.

"It's dabi" he responded, dabi knew that he would be interrogated by this kid, he was living with them at the moment so it made sense to want to know more about him.

"Why were you walking around this part of the forest" The interrogation began.

"Well I gave these pirates a few gold coins for a ride to the north kingdom, turns out they were collecting people like me to sell off as slaves" both the teen and kid looked at each other than back at dabi.Trying to change the subject, dabi asked for their names.

"We're not going to gloss over that, are you ok, are you hurt anywhere" the teen set his bowl down, going to the kitchen to look for something. This surprised dabi however, the entire time he's been here the younger one has been nothing but rude, why is he caring all of a sudden. He soon walked back in with a small wooden box, he sat closer to the stranger this time and began asking questions.

"Do you have any wounds, I noticed you had a small limp to your walk is that where you're hurt?" The teen had already opened the box, pulling out a small jar and some long rectangular fabrics. The teen looked up at dabi expecting an answer, but when he looked up at the dabi's surprised face he realized what he was doing. There was a moment of silence that was only broken when the freckled kid slurped his soup obnoxiously loud while looking at the two.

After diner the teen made him go back under for the night. Dabi walked down the steps, and lay out on the cold dirt floor. Closing his eyes, he soon fell asleep to the footsteps from above.
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A/n: this chapter is a bit short, but soon I'm going to be making these chapters longer.