AN: Hey guys! Hope you like this one. Sora's mutterings were inspired by friends talking.
It Has Nothing to Do With That
Once upon a time there was a beautiful prince named Sora. He lived in a beautiful land of wonder and splendour. However, not all was quite right, for…
"Maybe it was just fire and it sounded like electricity!"
The prince wasn't quite all there.
Prince Sora had this strange habit of saying random words and phrases at the most inappropriate times. His parents, the king and queen, were unsure if this was a birth defect or an active choice of his a la Hamlet. Either way, they worried.
"How can he drive it?" Sora asked over dinner one day. "He might be regenerating."
"Sora, what are you talking about this time?" His mother asked.
"I knew he came from before…" Sora mulled. He bit his lip, deep in thought. "No, he looks different…"
The young prince rose from the table, walking down the hall. His parents shared a look. Nothing they said seemed to make a difference in the mutterings. Was their son crazy? How could they find him a suitor when everyone thought their son was mad?
Riku had been friends with Sora for many years as well, and had always accepted the mutterings as part of his behaviour.
"That face!" Sora screamed, jumping from around the corner. "It's one of the four giants!"
Riku laughed. "How are you today, Sora?"
"Alright, thanks Ri. This is the one with the epic organs of epicness."
"Your parents want to find you a wife, you realize."
Sora looked horrified. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah."
"Did that guy give him a thumbs up?"
"I hear they're trying to find someone who doesn't think you're crazy."
This made Sora sigh. "You know I'm not crazy, right?"
"I know Sora. Crazy people are smarter than that."
"Oh, I remember her!"