I wrote a lot of one shots over the past few months and finally had the courage to show you people my work.
This book will contain the following ships:
?H20Vanoss ??
?Minicat ?? (if requested)
?Terrormoo ??
?DaithideLui???
?Ohmtoonz???
?B...
"Hey Brock, your parents wish to speak with you." Brian, the knight said.
"Thank you Brian." I smiled.
"Of course." Brian said. I got up from my bed and followed Brian to the throne room to where my parents were.
"Oh good, your here." My mother said. Both her and my father were sitting on their thrones as usual.
"Your highness, they have arrived." Another knight said after bowing.
"Good, bring them in." My father commanded.
"Who is here father?" I asked as my mother told me to sit on my throne. My question was ignored as 3 girls started walking their way here. I recognized them as the princesses from the other 3 kingdoms.
"Father, what is going on? Mother?" I said getting up.
"Brock, sweetie." My mom began.
"You are 17 and your birthday is coming in 2 months and..." my mother stopped.
"If you are going to be king, you need to find a wife." My father said. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"What?!" I shouted looking at the girls who were giving me googling eyes.
"You heard me. You will spend a day with each of these lovely ladies and pick one to marry by the end of this week." My father said. Tears were already starting to form in my eyes.
"But I don't know them!" I protested.
"That's why your going on a date with them. To get to know them better." My mother reassured.
"No! I'm too young to get married!" I shouted back.
"BROCK!!" My father yelled, making everyone's heart jump and skip a beat.
"YOU WILL GO ON A DATE AND YOU WILL GET MARRIED!!" He yelled.
Brian's P.O.V:
"Brock. It's for the kingdom." The queen protested.
"What about me? Don't you care about me and my feelings?!" Brock mumbled, tears falling down his cheek.
"Stop crying. I did not raise you to be a weak king." The king yelled as the queen tried to comfort her son.
"Maybe I don't want to be a king." Brock scoffed and ran out out the throne room with his father yelling at him to stop.
"Brian. Go find my son." The king demanded. It wasn't even his son.
"Yes your highness." I said going the same direction as Brock. I went to Brock's room, finding the door locked.
"Go away." I heard Brock yell after I knocked.
"It's Brian." I said.
Brock's P.O.V:
"It's ok. Let it all out." Brian whispered, running tiny circles in my back. I knew this day would come, but I didn't want to accept it. I cried more and clinged onto Brian more. Brian leaned onto the window as he cuddled me.
Brock's room:
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"It's not fair." I mumbled.
"Hey, we'll get through this." Brian reassured.
"..W-What do you mean 'we'..?" I said, looking up. Brian froze, sighed, and then cupped my cheeks. He removed all the fallen tears in my eyes and kissed me with passion.
"I like you Brock. Ever since I started working as a knight here. It hurts me because I love you and your being forced to get married." Brian confessed. Words couldn't describe how happy I was, so I kissed him, showing so much passion.
He smiled and kissed back. Our lips moved in sync while Brian bit my bottom lip, asking for entrance to which I accepted.
..If only I realized that we were being watched...
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?" Father shouted, scaring me. Behind him was my mom who gasped in horror.
"DAD! I-I can explain!" I said as we both got up. "No need." The king growled. He ran and tried to grab me, but Brian held his sword, defending me. "You will not hurt him again." Brian warned.
(Switching it to 3rd person cause why not :/)
"W-What do you mean...again?" The queen said, eyeing his husband. "M-Mom.." Brock mumbled. The queen eyed his son and watched him remove the makeup from his right eye, showing a visible black eye. The queen cried. "You monster! Guards! Guards!" The queen yelled. Not a second later, multiple guards came in, including a police officer who came to handcuff the king.
"I demand you to unhand me!" The king yelled. "You are under arrest for child abuse. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say will be used against you in court." The police officer said.
Brock ran over to Brian and hugged him tight, thanking him.
After that, the king was taken to jail. Of course, Brock still had to marry someone since he is next in line to be king, but this time, his mother let him marry whoever he wants, royalty or not.
