Messenger

It's days like these that are the best. The sun was just starting to come up and the streets and squares were still clear from the usual crowds of people, leaving things uncharacteristically calm. Perfect for deliveries, Piko thought. Fewer people meant he could run as fast as he wanted without being a pain and without danger of crashing into a guard. They were already suspicious about his household.

Time for some royalty au! This story is a lot more meme squad centric due to the gang needing some more love and is set in late 1600s England. (Though there still will be some Floko because I'm trash.) Like my last story, I'll update every weekend and I do not own any of these characters.