When you go on a new adventrure, you expect the weather to be ubvelievably sunny, filled with birds singing and flying butterflies. You want to see the blue, transparent sky with not even one cloud on it; the dogs who are happily chasing after the cats, some Godparents bullying their proteges, hanging them on a tree upside down with a sparkling vampire burning on the stack in the background - even Seungri could tell he wouldn't complain so much if it was that way.
But obviously, it wasn't. When they woke up at eleven a.m. (it was still morning, you know), they couldn't see anything outside the window. The rain was lashing so hard the windows were trembling like they were about to fall out. The wind was so strong, when one of the servants went outside to get some strawberry juice for their beloved Prince, he was blown somewhere out of sight. Later it occured he landed in the neighbouring kindom, found a wealthy wife and started a strawberry plantation. No one knows however, how he seduced the woman.
Either way, after waking up and seeing what was outside the window, Seungri once more hid under the sheets along with Mr. Cuddly, trying very hard to hide under his big plush body. It would be very effective, if it wasn't Daesung who went to wake him up. He knew every of Prince's hideouts and ways to deceive others about his presence. Giving the weather outside, he would probably let him sleep longer and go back to his chambers, but right now he was really pissed. Not only pissed - also his butt hurted like hell.
After he managed to get out of the coronation hall, he hid in the royal stables, specifically, in his beloved horse's stall. Prince Cupcake (Seungri called him that once and the stupid horse stopped responding to any other name) wasn't really glad to have another companion in his little apartment, and he wasn't reluctant to show it to his owner. Hidden in a haystack and continuously kicked by his horse, Daesung endured to stay in his position until dawn. When he decided it was safe to leave, he cautiously walked out of the barn, just in time to be catched by the royal guards. He cursed loudly under his breath, when they led him to the coronation hall. His ass might not see the sun for a little while.
And right now, still sore from his punishment he didn't even deserve (in his point of view of course) he was standing in his best friend's (he was starting to doubt his position as one) bedroom, with hay still standing out of his hair, torn jacket and disheveled shirt; a note of craziness in his eyes.
Limping a little, he walked up to the bed and leaned closer to the big stuffed panda.
"Wake up, Seungri-ah, it's time to go on our journey" he chirped like he was on some kind of high, his voice trembling a little at the end.
A mop of dark, messed up hair emerged from beneath the plushie and the sheets, one still sleepy eye watching carefully who was daring to wake it's owner up. Seeing that he managed to get the Prince's attention, Daesung smiled widely, a corner of his mouth trembled uncontrollably though - he was at his limit. His ass was in pain, and he had to spend a few next days in a saddle. Secondly, his pride and innocence were irreversibly taken away from him. His horse was sick of him, and when he got to Seungri, he was still soundly asleep! Right at the moment, he really badly wanted to chop some meat. And right now the only thing that was good for it, was the sleepy raven under the stupid panda.
The sleepy eye squinted a little, trying to focus itself, and it shut for a second. Then, it disappeared once more under the panda. The blonde felt how his murderous insticts were starting to take over him. A low growl escaped his throat, as he threw off of the young man the plushie and sheets; Seungri looked at him, ready to shout at him some obscenities, when a string of saliva fell on his cheek.
"Do not ignore Daesung. Daesung not like. Daesung hungry. Daesung wants to eat!"
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Apart from the fact that he was forced to leave the country with his brother, Tabi's morning started in a rather nice way, despite the strong rain and several thunderbolts he heard after waking up. His favourite maid (favourite because she didn't try to palpate him at every opportunity given) brought him breakfast at ten a.m. and started a fire in the fireplace. Still wrapped up in a warm blanket, he sat across the fire, savoring the taste of his meal and the warmth that radiated from the fireplace.
He sat like that for a little while, and slowly he felt like his body was once more going into that blissful state of numbness, that comes right before the sweet sleep. This time however, once he closed his eyes and started to drfit away, a loud, high-pitched shriek woke him up, and the rest of his breakfast along with a cup of unfinished tea fell to the ground, staining his favourite carpet. He gritted his teath, but closed his eyes, trying very hard to calm himself down, as he was going to be the King someday and he had to know how to keep his calm. The next shriek made him cover his ears in fear for his eadrums. He threw off of himself the poor blanket and stomped loudly out of the room, with the maid silently following each of his steps. Tabi scanned the corridor ahead of him with his hawk-like stare, but there was nothing apart from the dim lightning of the sun from behind the clouds. The blue haired frowned his brows and decided to head to his little brother's chambers, as it likely was him who screamed. He was the only person the older Prince knew in the whole palace, who could produce such a sound.
Ready to stand eye to eye with wathever was waiting for him at the end of this road, he turned around in the direction of his brother's bedroom. Something really big holding a giant panda stumbled him to the ground, only to stand up and ran away once more, without even one word of apology, a loud scream following right after the figure. Before he could even collect himself from the floor and comprehend what just happened, something even more bigger fell on his chest, making him squeak in surprise, all air ripped out of his lungs. The man in a suit, all covered in hay, with pure madness in his eyes, growled with a low voice when his pray turned around the corner. The blonde man squinted his eyes and a second later a fire ball set on fire one of the crimson curtains a few meters away from them.
Tabi tensed and gulped loudly, although it was pretty hard for him, as he hadn't had any air in his lungs. The man standing on him crouched a little, growling dangerously.
"Daesung do not forgive. Daesung wants the meat. Stop, meat!" He bounced off of the Prince, making him groan in pain, and followed the fugitive, which proved to be the one and only Seungri. Tabi laid in his position for a few seconds, until he was able to pull himself together and stand up.
Still shocked from what happened a few seconds ago, he silently shot a look at the burning curtain; the fire was slowly starting to eat also the second curtain on this window. If he leaves it like this, the whole palace will burn. He turned and orderded the also shocked maid, to call someone to put up the fire.
"Also, bring me my weapon. If they go all around the palace like that, they will definitely burn us." the woman only nodded her head firmly and rushed off somewhere, in order to get everything done.
Tabi on the other hand, decided to change. Revenge being revenge, it still was better to do it when not wearing a pajamas with an elephants on little toilets as a pattern.
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For the first 15 minutes Seungri only screamed and ran away from his Godfather, who most likely was once more possessed by his murderous inclinations. That being said, we can't forget about adding that the situation wasn't really original amongst the fairy Godparents. It was commonly known, that because of the huge amount of magic inside their bodies, they were often emotionally unstable. And so, if they were really happy, they could rape you from happiness. Literally. And when they were angry, they had a really big urge for a little killing. If you hadn't had any raw meat at your side at that time, and wasn't a good runner, you were probably going to be eaten. And once more, literally. To say the truth, it was one of the reasons, why our raven haired Prince was so athletic. His character was simply too hard to be nice to Daesung, and so he had to learn how to sprint.
Having a fairy Godparent for normal people could be a really attractive thing you can be really envious for, but ask any high-born with a Godparent, and they will tell you what a pain in the ass this is.
Going back to our panda loving Prince, his mind slowly started once more to work properly, and an idea popped in his head. He needed an apple. And quick. When he turned in the next corridor and spotted a maid, he rushed to her and gasped, catching some air in his tired lungs.
"Apple. Bring me an apple. I'll be in the library. Just please, bring me an apple!" hearing a loud growl just behind the corner, an unmanly screech came out of his mouth, and he was off again, now directing to the palace's west wing, where was the library. For a mere commoner it was pure labirynth of books and shelves you could die in without any guide. Seungri however, knew this place like the back of his hand. When he was smaller, and Daesung wasn't so murderous in his actions when pissed, they often played here in hide and seek. Well, played in Seungri's point of view. The only thing Daesung remembered from this game was a blurred vision before him and a feeling of rage throughout his body, along with a constant need for meat. Let everyone think what they want to, no?
He kicked the library's door open and without any more thinking he ran up to the closest bookstand and started to climb it hastily. Priceless copies of the greatest works the Earth has created were falling forgotten to the ground, when the Prince tried to make space on the shelves for his bare feet. We can say for sure that Seungri was one of the most naricisstic creatures walking on this world, but if it came to sleeping, the most important thing for him were comfort and convenience. And so, right now, the self proclaimed panda Master was wearing a too big, green t-shirt that was reaching up to his tighs, and a pair of, also too big, black boxers.
With a loud huff the raven haired laid on his stomach at the top of the bookstand, catching hard his breath, as his boxers slipped off, showing a little of his gorgeous ass. At the same time Daesung arrived at the scene, and his cloudy mind didn't see the backside of his employer, but a nice, big steak you can ravish at any time. Right behind him, the aforementioned maid entered the scene, along with one round, and deliciously red apple.
Just in time Seungri was able to pull up completely on the bookstand and pull his boxers up to their original place, Daesung jumped up to him and tried to catch his foot, but failed. As an expression of his disagreement at this state of affairs, a fire ball appeared on his hand. In the next second it landed on the next bookstand the young Prince was preparing to jump at. Seeing as it burned with real fire, he gulped loudly, wishing he didn't scattered somewhere along the way his lovely Mr. Cuddly. He would now have someone to hug to, and maybe, just maybe, his precious friend would have come back alive and rescue him.
He looked into the murderous eyes of his Godfather, and in the same moment he noticed the frightened maid in the background, which probably was rather new in the palace and didn't knew about Daesung's... inclinations. Either way, she was holding something, that the Prince really, really wanted at that moment. We can even say that he wanted it more than the new line of Coco Chanel's cosmetics. At that time, of course.
"Apple! The apple, throw it to me!" he jumped a little waving his hands, trying not to stumble on the shaky piece of furniture. He made a mental note to himself, that in the future it will be better not to piss Daesung off right from the morning. His sleeping phases were disturbed by his outburst, and the Prince's skin wasn't liking it at all.
The young girl stared at him for a few seconds, simply not following her master's order, but after a really dramatic pantomime done by the Prince right in the moment the blonde man started to climb onto the bookstand, behaving like a pretty much wild beast, she finally understood the message. With a big swing, worthy of the greatest in the baseball industry, she threw the apple into the Prince's direction. With a well trained movement of his hand he catched it gracefully, and without a second of hesitation, threw it in the direction of Daesung's mouth. Seungri's timing was perfect; he shot the apple when Daesung decided to growl louder in his pursuit of fresh meat and opened his mouth wider, allowing the fruit to fill it up to the brim perfectly.
It looked like something finally clicked in the blonde's head, as his stare blinked with craziness one last time, and a really surprised complexion showed on his face. He chomped on the apple mindlessly, turning his stare at the still burning bookstand and Seungri, who was now balancing on one feet on the top of the other piece of furniture, his balance lost after the throw. When he was about to pull out of his mouth the core, he heard someone's fast running from the wrenched door direction. He decided it would be wise to turn around, lucky for him though he didn't do it.
"I'm here for your rescue, little brother!" a flying frying pan hit him straight in the back of his head, knocking him out momentarily. He slumped to the floor, unsconscious, a small trail of blood flowing out of his head.
Seungri still was too busy with regaining his balance, so he only rolled his eyes.
"Don't tell me you still have a kink for frying pans, Tabi Hyung."
"Well, of course not! It's not a kink, it's a way of life!" the bookstand under the younger Prince creaked painfully, and the cat-like man fell to the ground in not so cat-like way at all.
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After two days of healing their wounds (like Daesung's concussion, Seungri's bruised left hip, and Tabi's hurt ego), they were ready to go. Figuratively, of course. Seungri was still complaining he didn't pack enough clothes for the trip; Daesung was flinching everytime he saw something that resembled frying pan - he even refused to enter the kitchen, even after he was offered freshly baked cookies; Tabi was so hurt by his brother's opinion, that he decided to have the frying pans everywhere with him, trying to prove their usefulness, and making Daesung scowl and ran away everytime he saw him.
Three hours after they decided it was time to leave, the brothers finally decided who was going to ride the tallest horse (the fight was won by Tabi, because Seungri couldn't reach with his leg to the stirrup), and the fight about what order they were going to ride in (Daesung didn't want to ride beside Tabi, as he was too nervous in his presence, and the brothers fought about who was going to be the first in line - it was decided they were going to ride side by side), they were ready to leave.
Amidst the overwhelming silence of the palace and the town surrounding the King's residence, they rode out on their first real journey, the two inseparable brothers once again arguing about something, followed by a very gloomy Daesung.
When they disappeared in the shadows of the nearby forest, the silence in the town was interrupted by loud bangs of fireworks and cheerful music, that announced the departure of the most problematic people of the whole kingdom.
The party lasted two weeks, and many claim, that in the midst of this fun the King was the one, who was partying the most.
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