Chapter 1: Family Bonding Time
"Jackinsi! Wake the fuck up, man! Some serious shit just went down, we need to go see the king, pronto!"
A panicked voice woke Jackinsi up from his slumber. It was on this day, November 29th, that this young boy turne 14. Jackinsi was a young, stout boy. His hair was colored like something similar to dusty snow, and his eyes were as blue as the sky that he lived under. His personality was a mix of determination and bitterness. He knew his rights from wrongs, but only seemed to care about what he thought was right. His idea of "justice" was far different than what the majority of mankind considered "justice". During his early years, he was teased by most of his classmates in preschool for having a "weird" name. However, one boy did not tease him. One boy had suffered the same fate that poor old Jackinsi suffered. At least, during his childhood.
"…Nhhhhh… Dude, I'm trying to sleep…" Jackinsi said in a sleepy tone.
"Dude, this is important!" We've gotta go, now!" the familiar voice replied.
"Just… Five more minutes, Sardeeef…"
"Now, dammit! NOW!" Sardeeef was getting angry with Jackinsi. However, it wasn't always like this. Jackinsi and Sardeeef were best friends during their childhood. Sardeeef was a cold, tall fellow with long, equally dusty hair. He's a douchebag most of the time, has a severe potty mouth, and is insecure about himself to the point where he submits to nearly any command you give him, but on the inside, you know he'd take a grenade for you. He was always the Blue Oni to Jackinsi's Red Oni. They got through numerous blunders together. They stole their girlfriends' panties together. Then, once adolescence kicked in, they started to become more rivals than friends. But they both knew it was all in good fun.
"I'm gonna fffffucking… Punch you in the gut!" Sardeeef shouted angrily. He grabbed Jackinsi and tried to shake him awake.
"Mmmmotherfucker…" Jackinsi muttered, half-asleep.
"Alright, fine. You asked for it." Sardeeef took his hands off Jackinsi and walked to the window. He yanked the window curtains to the side, letting in a ray of light right at Jackinsi's face.
"Ah! Yank 'em back! Yank 'em back!" Jackinsi yelped.
"No! Get your lazy ass out of bed, we've gotta go see the king!"
Jackinsi begrudgingly threw the covers off of himself, then turned to face Sardeeef. Sardeeef was wearing nothing more than his striped footsies.
"Man, you've got some nice jammies." Jackinsi complimented.
"Heh, you too, man. But that's not the point, we're late for our appointment with the King." Sardeeef replied.
Jackinsi climbed out of bed, revealing nothing but a pair of "Admiral Bowie" adorned pirate footsies. He redundantly slipped on his leopardskin slippers, and him and Sardeeef ran out of the house. Sardeeef held his arm out, gesturing for Jackinsi to stop.
"Alright. Here's the plan. You follow me, we run to the castle, and ignore any fingers that might be pointed at us." Sardeeef said.