Ranboo & Me
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Thread Topic: Ranboo & Me
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"Yet." Schlatt corrected. He walked around the boys and dramatically sat down on the throne.
Wilbur decided a respectful approach was the safest for himself and the people around him. "Calm down, guys." He turned to their new ruler and bowed. "Sir, What can I do to assist you?"
Dream sighed and walked over to the pile of blankets he had on the floor. He laid down and stared up at the sky. -
George pulled Dingoe back, using all his strength to keep the taller boy from attacking Schlatt. "Calm down. It won't do any good to lose your mind right now."
Dingoe hissed, panting in his rage. "I can't let him hurt you." -
"Ah, this kid at least has SOME sense," Schlatt said as he gestured toward William. "Boy, I need you to run a couple of errands for me." He held out a list of tasks.
Wil nodded and briefly stepped forward to take the list. When he turned, he gave Dingoe a pointed look and mouthed 'hang in there' -
George moved in front of Dingoe and bowed. "Sir, what will I do until I can rule? SurelbI can't sit around all day."
Dingoe flicked his ears back at Wilbur. "I will" he mouthed. He glanced at George and frowned. The prince was still terrified and he couldn't do anything. Actually most people in the palace looked down on him because he was a hybrid. His dad was mortal and his mother ... well, they didn't talk about her. Only a few people liked him, and George and Wilbur were two of those few. -
"Actually, you can. Go back to your chambers and do NOT leave until you are called for." Schlatt said harshly.
Wilbur's eyes widened and he glanced back and forth between The King and his own brother. "W-What!?" -
George cowered away, turning hard and walking away. He grabbed Dingoe's hand as he passed him and pulled the hybrid with him. "Chess. We're doing a rematch."
Dingoe nodded, staring at the king and his father. He swallowed and turned away, terrified for his friend. -
"The boy isn't to interfere with MY kingdom. Not now, not EVER. Now go do what I've asked of you." Schlatt said sternly.
Wilbur glared at the King a moment before leaving as well. He glanced at the list, and saw it was entirely self-centered. Find someone to make him a robe, jewelry, plan a certain speech, etc. He's despicable... -
George broke into a run once outside the throne room, starting to cry. "Did you hear what he said? I'll never have the kingdom!!!"
Dingoe ran after his friend, catching up quickly. "Hey, calm down. We'll be okay. I promise. If I have to fight him myself to give you your rightful throne, I will." -
(ts?? Idk what to do here. We could theoretically have a rumor going around ab George being locked away?? and Tracer and Dream can interact?? I can have Dream leave his "house", unable to sleep. He could be walking in the streets at midnight?)
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(Sure, if you want. I'm braindead really.)
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(Alright)
Clay wandered through the empty streets. He could feel the cool breeze on his back and he sighed. The city was truly gorgeous at night, even when rain still threatened and thunder boomed in the distance. -
Tracer flipped over a fence and into the main street. He quickly scanned the main street, shoving the gold coins in his pocket. He spotted a tall masked boy not to far from him. He cautiously walked forward, not speaking until he was close enough to be heard in a low voice. "Hello, there. Who are you?" He asked, sounding younger than 15, which he posted as. Really he was 13, but no one needed to know.
George and Dingoe were still up talking. Neither could sleep and there was no way Dingoe would be leaving George alone. -
Dream turned his gaze from the sky over to the kid. He sounded his age. "Who's asking?" He countered jokingly.
Wilbur and just finished Schlatt's "tasks", and was heading over to George's room to check on him. -
Tracer laughed. "I am. Who are you?" He brushed his hair back, his electric blue eyes glowing in the dark. He studied the boy, at least what he could see.
George groaned, standing, becoming unusually violent for him. "I'm not dealing with that ... person, ruining my kingdom. That's mine!!!! I deserve it!!! I was born the prince. He can't steal it from me!!!!"
Dingoe stood, pulling on George's arm. "Calm down. We'll find a way for you to be king." -
"I'm Dream. Well, that's what people know me as. Who are you?" Clay asked.
Wilbur opened the door and slipped inside. "Hey, guys?" He called hesitantly.
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