Hola everybody! :)

Well, after several years in this site, I finally decided to publish my first fanfic, so I don't really know what to expect from it...

I also decided to write this in English while this is only my second language so I am already sorry if there may be some mistakes...

But I just hope it will please you for a beginning. : )

PS1: The teensies are from Rayman's universe so are invented by Michel Ancel, and then belong to Ubisoft (too bad there aren't many stories about them).

PS2: I think of writing several chapters.

PS3: The french version of it also exists: Les nouvelles ailes du Royaume des Ptizêtres

oOo

Rated T (to be sure, we never know x)

Title: The new wings of the Teensie Kingdom

Author: Samathou

Chapter I: This is the day

"Koena, Koena! Wake up! Come on, wake up!"

This voice takes me away from my dream and obliges me to open my eyes, still weighed by my sleep.

"Yeah?"

I look for the silhouette of the person who calls me, and finally find it.

"It's 11AM, damn it! You know today we gotta be presentable for the ceremony of the future king at 2PM! Take your shower, wear a bathrobe and eat, then find you an adequate outfit!"

I frown and yawn then gaze at him briefly.

"Phhh... It's only 11... Mhh... Matt, you're such a good cousin, but lemmie leave my bed in 15minutes..."

"No, 5minutes!"

"10..."

"Alright, go for 10minutes so, but just hurry up, dude, hurry up!"

Why is it that important? They just choose randomly who's gonna be the next king among the teensies with blue blood and then test their psychological abilities to be sure (of course the elected one can refuse this status, or even resign... if they don't do their job correctly or may be dangerous, they can be deposed too).

The other community of teensies has a queen who loves wearing pink clothes, and a black wig (yes, because, let's be realistic: normally we don't have any hair on our heads but wearing a wig is like a form of elegancy here), and often makes up with mascara to make her eyelashes look bigger.

Yet, even if years ago our presence was kind of peculiar and strange in the cities, today human beings accept us naturally. They eventually got used to see us: at the beginning, some of our fellows underwent scientifical experiments from curious humans who wanted to understand what kind of species we were, and how we were made.

They quickly stopped their acts when they figured out we were pretty advanced, intelligent, and that our civilization and theirs were alike. Normal: before they discovered us, we had already discovered them, and then we learnt their language, their culture...

Moreover, fascinated by our specimen, they tried to communicate with us, but they felt outraged when they learnt that we were most likely to disappear, and that we were being rarer and rarer in this Earth. Most of our population is in France, and got by the way discovered there, but with today's technology, and ways to travel, we could as well discover other teensies over the world, with different standards.

Well, I'm talking a lot... I should take my phone and see what ti... Oh, crap! It's 11:24! I told him I would hurry up... so quickly... quickly... I'm gonna do as if I have been up for like 10minutes tidying up my room since so...

I basically go downstairs to join Matt, who's visibly writing something on a paper.

I put my hands behind my back, and get closer to him, intrigued.

"What are you doing?"

He turns toward me.

"I'm writing a speech in case I become the king. And you should do the same by the way: you're not even able to say something public without hesitating and correcting a bullshit you've said previously. At least, there, it's sure, and you just have to read and to have your ideas more organized."

I look at my hands which are playing with each other nervously.

"But... uh... we can still find something to say, and it's more natural, right?"

He frowns and meets my eyes one more time.

" Koena, why would you write down something you don't think? You tell me that taking notes is more superficial. Of course, you gotta be convincing and sound natural, but don't you think it would be less clumsy than looking for words every 20seconds unexpectedly? You're 18 years old, and I am 25: I'm more experienced than you, so believe me, you should get prepared.

And by the way, I accepted to live with you in this house, as you're a member of my family, but if I ever become the future sovereign, I'll live in a castle (a huge castle, and with tons of female teensies!) so you'll have to do everything on your own!"

I look at him puzzled, but finally ask him if the lunch is ready.

"It's only 11:30, come on! You've the time! I'll cook sausages in 20minutes if you're that hungry. "

Bastard, he woke me up at 11AM and stressed me out.

Well, I guess I'm ready: I'm wearing something simple actually, which means the typical green and purpple outfit of the Grand Minimus. Why? Because I'm sure with that I'm presentable in any occasion, and to be honest, I was kinda lazy to find something more original.

"Koena, get your ass in the car! I'm going to the restroom before."

I sit down on the front passenger's seat and whistle. One thought comes through my mind meanwhile: how is it to be a king? How is it inside the castle? Is it luxurious? Will the future king get used to this new environment? And the tasks? Every 8 years they annoy us with that... and as soon as you turn 17, if you're part of the royal family, you are in the list of the possible future monarch.

I suddenly feel a violent bump, and hit the front of the car, which makes me almost fall off the seat.

Matt looks at me with a thoughtful expression.

"Sorry, you were dreaming and I forgot to tell you to put the seat belt after that I came back."

And it's only gonna be a thirty-minute drive...