"My Prince, are you off again? After only two weeks with the court?" a butler of which the young heir knew more than the king crowned asked. "I'm afraid so, my dearest William. Care to come with? I promise I will tell mother that I twisted your arm to it." The teen of just nineteen danced with his words as he repacked his own suitcases. "How long will we go? And to which corner of the Earth, Good Prince?" the older man playfully encouraged. "Oh, William! To America this time! My lovely friend over in California wishes to take me in and I plan to follow his invitation to at least six months," the prince cried in joy. "California! Good heavens. I feel I must protest. There is only trash there, Prince--" "Exactly! Exactly! 'Trach' is what I want, William! Somewhere that won't treat me so highly! Tell no on eof our leaving if you plan to follow, and if not, toss my whereabouts out of your head. You know I'll write, but tell no one of this occurance. I need no babysitter. I know my dear friend too well to suspect treason o fhim," the young royalty elaborated to his almost-father-figure. "Your majesty..," the butler started again after being cut off and given the speech. "Please, William, I need this," he plead to the suited white-haired man. "Fine, but I will have you a phone to call on. When are you departing?" his beloved butler asked of the younger one. "Within the night or early morning for sure. Waiting will only cause whispers to stir," the prince stated with a confidence about him. He was always unwavering with these decisions. The butler sighed, looking at his care. The boy was merely an adult and was raised right, but still wanted to wander from his predestined life. "I will go out tonight and get it. When I return, you may leave, but please wait for me," the butler stated with a stern voice. "Of course. Hurry yourself, though," the young royalty replied to give him peace. Then the butler nodded and gave his leave. As told, the prince waited then left with his new phone at two in the morning. It was a ridiculously long by with his new phone, he was able to call his friend and tell him the great news.
Phang sat inpatiently at the airport, glancing around excitedly at his surroundings. His friend Axel was coming to stay with him, and he was so excited. He stood because he couldn't sit still. He began jumping up and down now at the excitement. He held a big sign up in the air for him to see when he got there. People were spilling into the room, so he knew he would be there soon. The sign was huge with "AXEL<3" in bright colourful letters across the poster. he had to make it huge since he was so short.
Axel carefully deboarded the plane. He was really jet-lagged due to his two change-over flights as well as lack of proper sleep. To keep his hair somewhat in order, he braided his light brown hair. He looked a lot like a flat-chested girl, but iwas okay. He was trying to get away from teh properness he hated so much. All he had with him at the moment was his carry-on that had a change of clothes and his necessaries, so he was prying his luggage made it okay. His posture by nature was perfect which accented his white button-down and black pants. His baby blue eyes scanned teh airport with worry. The over twenty-four hours worth of flights and airport waiting made Axel worry about whether or not his friend would show. They had cammed a few times, but this would be a test of their friendship for sure. A deep sigh of relief passed through the prince as he saw the sign. "Phang!" Axel called through the crowd and ran up to the colourful teen hugging him tightly. Axel was noticably taller than Phang, but Axel didn't care a bit.
"Oh my goodness! You're amazing!" squealed Phang as he was lifted off the ground a bit in a hug. He hugged him back tightly, giggling childishly. Once he was put down, he gaped at him appreciatively. "You're even more ******** gorgeous in person! Eee! So pretty! I'm so jealous!" He hugged him again tightly. "Let's go get your other luggage before someone decides they want it!" He grabbed his hand and happily pulled him along to the luggage belt, swinging their hands between them happily.
"Darling, if you proclaim me beautiful now, wait until I have slept a little and am not so jet-lagged." Axel laughed a little at Phang. His speech was noticeably proper and well-spoken evenw ith hsi exhaustion. he aws taught to never have an ill-impression brought upon him in first meetings. "Oh, indeed, indeed," Axel said following him to the luggage belt. Including his carry-on, Axel had six bags. He wanted to make sure he had enough clothes and such for his extended stay in America. "I want to personally thank you again, Phaang, for letting me stay here. Not so many people would be so inviting knowing my background and such. I wnt you to show me the world of America though! Everything the land across the pond has to offe!" Axel stated excitedly. Even the peope at the airport seemed outrageously different. Axel, most of the time, stayed in Europe on his adventures. This was the farthest he had ever been from home. His parents would never find him here.
"Well, you don't wanna run the risk of being recognized, do you?" he asked with a grin. "You ever wanna dye your hair? You can get contacts, too. I think red hair suits you, but it's your decision." They arrived at the conveyer belt and he helped him grab his things, lugging them to his car.
"Well, aren't you just a little genius? Do you really think I would look good as a redhead? That would be a wonderous experience if it looks wonderful. Let's go try it. It will be part of all my change for America, love," Axel said, sounding more excited by the minute. His luggage barely fit in Phang's car, but it did fit luckily.
Phang giggled. "To the hair salong it is!" he squuealed happily. They took off to the salon. Then off to the contact store. Once they arrived at Phang's apartment, Axel looked completely different. Bright red, spiked back hair and bright green eyes. "Honey, you are ******** gorgeous!" squealed Phang excitedly as they settled the last of Axel's bags in hsi bedroom. "I just want to rape you right now1" He hugged himtightly. "You're so ******** hot!" He giggled and let go of him. "So, do you want me to cook tonight, or do you wanna go out to eat? It doesn't matter to me," he said happily. "But if we go out, i need to get all fancied up. I love dressing up to go places! Oh! and you can either sleep on my bed, sleep on my couch or share my bed with me," he said with a smile. "Doesn't matter to me."
"You really think highly of my new appearance?" Axel asked, looking into a mirror in Phang's rom. Phang's apartment was extremely small compared to the castle back home, but Axel hated the fact that he could go days without speaking to his parents because they simply didn't travel in teh same halls as him. It aws how he started running away. He wanted to see how long it would take them to even notice he was gone. In the mirror, Axel took a picture of his new look and sent it to William back home. He didn't quite know everything about the crazy smartphone, but the flight and airport down time gave him time to sort of know. "I would be happy with whatever my humble host wants, of course, but if I can put in a suggestion, I would absolutely love a small nap before we dine. Today has been so very tiring," Axel told Phang as he looked back at the bed and sat down. It was an odd sight, because although Axel sseemed dead tired, his posture was still perfect. Nineteen years of corrective behaviour classes definitely left a lasting impression on Axel's behaviour. Now it was almost painful for Axel to slouch because his brain was trained to think he would get hit or yelled at for it.
Phang grinned and nodded. "That's a great idea, Axel. D'you ming sharing my bed with me? I sleep much better when snuggling up tot somebody. And you're ridiculously warm." He smiled widely at him. "Oh, and we're gonna go out to eat. D'you mind if I invite a friend, too?"
"No, I would never mind the companionship of a friend," Axel said smiling to Phang. "No, I do no mind your other friends with us. I have some odd few months ahead of me here do I not? But you go. Prepare yourself for dinner and call to your friends, tell them to do all in the same. I am going to take a time to sleep and then I shall join with you to leave for dinner. If I rest too long, feel welcome to waken me," Axel told Phang as he laid back on their bed. His eyes drooped slightly as he looked at the sweet multicoloured boy.
Phang grinned at hima nd nodded. "Okay, I'll wake you up in, like, twenty minutes, Axel," he said happily and kissed his forehead. "Sweet sleep," he told him, then went to call his friend. "heeeeey, baby! You wanna go out to eat later with me and a friend of mine?!" he asked giddily. "he's the one staying with me for, like, six months!"
Axel smiled courteously to Phang before curling up on the bed with a small yawn. It was the first time he broke ferfect posture the whole time he had been in America. He was so tired he fell asleep almost instantly and slept hard like a rock.
Phang sat inpatiently at the airport, glancing around excitedly at his surroundings. His friend Axel was coming to stay with him, and he was so excited. He stood because he couldn't sit still. He began jumping up and down now at the excitement. He held a big sign up in the air for him to see when he got there. People were spilling into the room, so he knew he would be there soon. The sign was huge with "AXEL<3" in bright colourful letters across the poster. he had to make it huge since he was so short.
Axel carefully deboarded the plane. He was really jet-lagged due to his two change-over flights as well as lack of proper sleep. To keep his hair somewhat in order, he braided his light brown hair. He looked a lot like a flat-chested girl, but iwas okay. He was trying to get away from teh properness he hated so much. All he had with him at the moment was his carry-on that had a change of clothes and his necessaries, so he was prying his luggage made it okay. His posture by nature was perfect which accented his white button-down and black pants. His baby blue eyes scanned teh airport with worry. The over twenty-four hours worth of flights and airport waiting made Axel worry about whether or not his friend would show. They had cammed a few times, but this would be a test of their friendship for sure. A deep sigh of relief passed through the prince as he saw the sign. "Phang!" Axel called through the crowd and ran up to the colourful teen hugging him tightly. Axel was noticably taller than Phang, but Axel didn't care a bit.
"Oh my goodness! You're amazing!" squealed Phang as he was lifted off the ground a bit in a hug. He hugged him back tightly, giggling childishly. Once he was put down, he gaped at him appreciatively. "You're even more ******** gorgeous in person! Eee! So pretty! I'm so jealous!" He hugged him again tightly. "Let's go get your other luggage before someone decides they want it!" He grabbed his hand and happily pulled him along to the luggage belt, swinging their hands between them happily.
"Darling, if you proclaim me beautiful now, wait until I have slept a little and am not so jet-lagged." Axel laughed a little at Phang. His speech was noticeably proper and well-spoken evenw ith hsi exhaustion. he aws taught to never have an ill-impression brought upon him in first meetings. "Oh, indeed, indeed," Axel said following him to the luggage belt. Including his carry-on, Axel had six bags. He wanted to make sure he had enough clothes and such for his extended stay in America. "I want to personally thank you again, Phaang, for letting me stay here. Not so many people would be so inviting knowing my background and such. I wnt you to show me the world of America though! Everything the land across the pond has to offe!" Axel stated excitedly. Even the peope at the airport seemed outrageously different. Axel, most of the time, stayed in Europe on his adventures. This was the farthest he had ever been from home. His parents would never find him here.
"Well, you don't wanna run the risk of being recognized, do you?" he asked with a grin. "You ever wanna dye your hair? You can get contacts, too. I think red hair suits you, but it's your decision." They arrived at the conveyer belt and he helped him grab his things, lugging them to his car.
"Well, aren't you just a little genius? Do you really think I would look good as a redhead? That would be a wonderous experience if it looks wonderful. Let's go try it. It will be part of all my change for America, love," Axel said, sounding more excited by the minute. His luggage barely fit in Phang's car, but it did fit luckily.
Phang giggled. "To the hair salong it is!" he squuealed happily. They took off to the salon. Then off to the contact store. Once they arrived at Phang's apartment, Axel looked completely different. Bright red, spiked back hair and bright green eyes. "Honey, you are ******** gorgeous!" squealed Phang excitedly as they settled the last of Axel's bags in hsi bedroom. "I just want to rape you right now1" He hugged himtightly. "You're so ******** hot!" He giggled and let go of him. "So, do you want me to cook tonight, or do you wanna go out to eat? It doesn't matter to me," he said happily. "But if we go out, i need to get all fancied up. I love dressing up to go places! Oh! and you can either sleep on my bed, sleep on my couch or share my bed with me," he said with a smile. "Doesn't matter to me."
"You really think highly of my new appearance?" Axel asked, looking into a mirror in Phang's rom. Phang's apartment was extremely small compared to the castle back home, but Axel hated the fact that he could go days without speaking to his parents because they simply didn't travel in teh same halls as him. It aws how he started running away. He wanted to see how long it would take them to even notice he was gone. In the mirror, Axel took a picture of his new look and sent it to William back home. He didn't quite know everything about the crazy smartphone, but the flight and airport down time gave him time to sort of know. "I would be happy with whatever my humble host wants, of course, but if I can put in a suggestion, I would absolutely love a small nap before we dine. Today has been so very tiring," Axel told Phang as he looked back at the bed and sat down. It was an odd sight, because although Axel sseemed dead tired, his posture was still perfect. Nineteen years of corrective behaviour classes definitely left a lasting impression on Axel's behaviour. Now it was almost painful for Axel to slouch because his brain was trained to think he would get hit or yelled at for it.
Phang grinned and nodded. "That's a great idea, Axel. D'you ming sharing my bed with me? I sleep much better when snuggling up tot somebody. And you're ridiculously warm." He smiled widely at him. "Oh, and we're gonna go out to eat. D'you mind if I invite a friend, too?"
"No, I would never mind the companionship of a friend," Axel said smiling to Phang. "No, I do no mind your other friends with us. I have some odd few months ahead of me here do I not? But you go. Prepare yourself for dinner and call to your friends, tell them to do all in the same. I am going to take a time to sleep and then I shall join with you to leave for dinner. If I rest too long, feel welcome to waken me," Axel told Phang as he laid back on their bed. His eyes drooped slightly as he looked at the sweet multicoloured boy.
Phang grinned at hima nd nodded. "Okay, I'll wake you up in, like, twenty minutes, Axel," he said happily and kissed his forehead. "Sweet sleep," he told him, then went to call his friend. "heeeeey, baby! You wanna go out to eat later with me and a friend of mine?!" he asked giddily. "he's the one staying with me for, like, six months!"
Axel smiled courteously to Phang before curling up on the bed with a small yawn. It was the first time he broke ferfect posture the whole time he had been in America. He was so tired he fell asleep almost instantly and slept hard like a rock.
