Dan was casually flicking through the pictures on his phone, his best mate, Phil, sat near him. Then, the door bell rang. Multiple times.
"Coming!" He yelled as he rose from his seat. Honestly, He thought. Then he opened the door and gasped. "You!"
The visitor barged past. Phil looked up and a look of sheer terror crossed his face. "W-w-what I-is that?" He asked. The visitor ignored him.
"I'm here to collect Daniel Howell. Does he live here?" He boomed.
"Erm, that's me. I thought I was to be collected when I was twenty eight?" Dan asked, making Phil get a look of confusion on his face.
The visitor looked Dan up and down and snorted. "You're Daniel Howell?"
"Er, yeah!"
"You don't look like any king-to-be, Daniel, if that's really who you are."
"Sorry," Phil cut in, "But can you just explain... Well, who are you? Most importantly, w-what are you? And what's this 'king to be' stuff?"
The visitor grunted. "My name is Balthadorarc. I am the squire of the present king of Ultarania, who's name is Galythrad. I am a half Sasquatch mortal being. Your...house mate," He gestured to Dan, "Is soon to be the future king, of... Ultarania. I will need to take him away."
Dan glared at Balthadorarc. "No. We agreed twenty eight."
"No, you must come now."
"Why must I?"
Balthadorarc sighed and put his huge hand to his forehead. "Daniel... The kingdom needs you. Your uncle was wounded in battle. He has only days to live."
Dan couldn't believe this. No. This could not be! "Why me? Why not my father, or my aunt? Or Louciana?" He frowned.
"You know your father is busy with other matters. Your aunt is busy with her troup of young warrior-women. And your cousin is far too young. But perhaps she will rule, someday."
Dan sighed. "She's twenty. But, fine. I will go."
"Excel-"
"On one condition. Let Phil come with me."
"But, your highness-"
"Balthadorarc, I will be your king someday. You may want to leave me in debt of your kindness before I am, or you will be in your own debt."
"The king and your father will not be happy. I was told to fetch you. And only you."
"So be it! If I'm to be king I'll be busy enough. Phil, d'you want to come with us?"
Dan looked at Phil pleadingly. Phil slowly nodded. "You're my best friend. I'm not going to let you down."
They packed a few things whilst Balthadorarc looked on. Being half Sasquatch (Bigfoot) he was quite often bloody impatient.
"Are you packed yet?"
"Patience is a virtue." Dan replied. "Just... A... Few..more... There you go!" He hauled up his hand luggage case and dragged it to the door, where Phil was already waiting.
"Ready?" Balthadorarc grunted.
"Yes."
"Then lets go." He wrapped a length of string around his wrist and his features turned into those of a human.
"You have a lot of explaining to do, Dan!" Phil hissed. Dan only smirked as Balthadorarc nodded to the door and they followed him to the way out. A car was parked by the road. Silver and a Jaguar. Whoa.
Driving was an attractive auburn female. Cerisa, his aunt. He looked around to see that Phil's jaw had dropped. "Aunt Cerisa! I thought you were busy?" Dan asked through the window.
Cerisa's blue eyes twinkled. "We all take breaks, Dan. I missed you!" He got in and leant forwards to hug her briefly. "Your father was devastated he couldn't come. Louciana too. Who's your friend?"
Phil closed the car door and smiled. "Phil. Phil Lester."
"Well, Phil, I hope you like Ultavania, unlike my daughter. On second thoughts, i hope you like my daughter. She's not a people person."
Phil smiled. "Neither am I, to be honest."
Cerisa laughed. "We'll, at least that's one thing in common." And the car started.