"Leonardo get down here this instant!" The familiar sound of father called through the castle. He must really be angry now. I placed the golden bass back on the stand and followed the voice. I walked down the royal stairs leading to the second story of the castle. On my thirteenth birthday I had begged them to give me a room on the third floor, a teen needed some privacy right? Plus you could totally hear them at night from my old bedroom. I shivered at the memories. That's all I needed to imagine, my parents going at it all night.

I walked around the second floor wondering around until I found my father sitting at his desk. His glasses were pressed tightly against his pink nose and he was wearing one of dad's shirts again. "Yes Father?" I asked him annoyed. I loved him to death but sometimes he was just too much.

He was about to respond when dad walked into the study also, he set a cup in front of my father before kissing him on the cheek. Gross. "Hey son," Dad wrapped his arms around me squeezing me tightly. I laughed in response.

"Do not 'hey son' him, do you know what your child did?" Of course, I only became dad's child when I was in trouble.

"What did our little bat do this time?" He ruffled my hair before walking back to father.

"Leo, tell your dad what you did." He crossed his arms over his chest looking at me through his glasses.

Glob only knows what he's talking about. Everything I do displeases him. "I am really not sure."

He huffed before looking at my dad, a light pink blush appearing on his cheeks. "He has been skipping classes again Marshall! How is he supposed to become King if he doesn't have a proper education?"

Dad looked in my direction, a sly smile appearing across his lips. "Gummy," oh Glob here we go again with the nicknames. "He's a sixteen year old boy, cut him some slack." Dad kissed him tenderly on the lips making a gag arise in my throat.

"Gross." I mumbled under my breath. Father looked in my direction while rubbing his temples.

"You won't be thinking that whenever you're in love, Leo." I nodded my head and clicked my tongue, I doubted I would ever be in love. Although I did admire the relationship my parents had. Dad always took care of father, he seemed to keep him stable. I always noticed the way they both smiled when they looked at each other or how they never could go a second without kissing each other. Speaking of which.

"Could you guys please stop kissing in front of me? You're ruining my innocent brain." I covered my eyes to hear my parents laughter. It was really a beautiful thing.

"Leo, let's go talk outside for a second okay?" Dad kissed father on the cheek before disappearing with me into the hallways. We walked to his office which was only a few doors down from father's. Dad sat in his chair, rolling it around to face me. A tired grin grew on his face as he stared in my direction.

"You really are something else Leo." He smiled as if remembering a memory. "I know Bubba is hard on you sometimes, but please go easy on him. He has a ton of stress son. Why are you skipping classes?"

I huffed, "I don't want to be King! I want to make music like you did, Dad."

The old king smiled down at me. I loved talking to him, he always took things gently and knew how to respond to certain situations. I believed this is why most of the town's people loved him so much. He tapped his long fingers on his desk while humming to himself. "Leo, you will not have to become King any time soon. Father and I don't plan on retiring anytime soon, plus you're not even eighteen, but you know you are the back up plan. It is your responsibility to know and understand the Kingdom in case something happens to me and your father." I felt the tears prickle behind my eyes. I couldn't imagine anything happening to them.

"That won't happen!" I yelled standing up from my chair. I walked over to my dad and sat on his lap like I did when I was a child. I cuddled into his chest. "Please don't let that happen." He stroked my hair gently humming sweet tunes into my ear.

"It's okay son, I didn't mean to scare you. Please just go to class though, okay?" I nodded trying to push the image of my dead parents out of my head. "Oh!" Dad yelled into the room. "We are having guests tomorrow, I don't know if you remember them or not. The Fire King and Queen are coming to visit tomorrow. They want to make up with your father, I am pretty sure they are bringing their son."

I groaned, this means I'll have to pretend to be a proper prince and have tea and stuff. "What happened between them and Father?"

Dad sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Your father did an experiment on Fionna and almost killed her. It made the Flame King pretty upset."

I sighed, "What did he try to do to her?"

"She used to have to come yearly to take medications that allowed her to be immune to fire. Bubba found a way to make her that way forever, but she almost died during the process."

I was about to reply when father came through the door. He looked at me before glancing up to dad. "Looks like there's a party without me." He pulled me from dad's lap so he could sit on it himself.

"Hey!" I placed my hands on my hips as I watched my parents cuddle into each other.

"He was mine first." Father stuck his tongue out. I couldn't help but giggle as I stared down at the two Kings in front of me.