Little Piero sat at home in the living room, comfy on the couch, as he delegated to his siblings different roles for chores and other such things that needed be done around the house. It was a cleaning and chore day and this was the little prince's role in it usually. The little guy was quite organized and had a charisma about him that made it so his siblings didn't mind listening to the little guy... at least most of the time.
Once everyone had their jobs split between the two houses, Piero took to his own, which was sweeping the kitchen since the counters were cleaned and everything else in the kitchen was taken care of. He hummed to himself as he began to brush the bristles of the broom across the tiled floor, smiling to the cleaning instrument. It didn't take long for the little prince's imagination to kick in as the song in his head turned into one of his favorite movie. It was one where a girl came into the life of a cursed prince and the dancing scene was his favorite part of the movie!
Before long, Piero was singing the song from the movie and dancing with the broom across the kitchen floor. He didn't even notice the rest of his siblings that were about staring at him and giggling to themselves. That is until their song ended and he stopped singing as he dipped the broom. The chuckles and giggles reached his little ears and he straightened up quickly. "What?! Can't a prince dance with his princess?"
There was never a doubt in his mind that he was a prince and he would grow up to be one. Why was it taking his siblings so long to realize this?
