"A Normal Day In Spades"

A Cardverse story

Note: This is only the prolouge of this chapter, that is why it is very short. There will only be short chapters though, since this will only show tiny tibits of the Spade family's everyday life at the castle, so don't count on any lenghty chapters sweeties, I'm afraid.

This, and all this with the family, comes from my inspiration from another Cardverse fic by Kittykat2471 called "The Insane King", Which I personally love to death! Please check it out if you haven't already! It is really good!

My story kinda revolves in a universe that could be seen as the "Happy" version, if The King never got insane and if the Queen never died, taking their spouse with him. That, or you can just see it for what it is, a Spade-Cardverse-kinda-Mpreg-fic-thingy!

It is, like I said, very short.. (Part 2 coming very very soon though!)

But please, enjoy non the less!

Ciao!~~

Chapter 1. Shuffling -Go Fish- PART 1

"Dad, Are you sure about this?"

The question was uttered by a young boy in his mid teens, but his thoughts was equally shared between his two brothers by his side, that with him shared the same age and birthday.

The three princes eyed their father with disapproval, but all they got for their worries was a loud laughter, followed by a cheeky grin.

"Really guys, There is no worry!" he said confidently, as he continued to prepare the small boat they currently was on.

The four men had in mind to spend their afternoon fishing, but since the princes father was , for a fact, the ruler of their kingdom, they had been having a hard time finding the time for it. Really, the time wasn't there, so that's why the three brothers felt a bit on edge. Whenever the King of Spades left his duties, a storm soon would follow. A storm in the shape of his Wife.

Liam, the one who had spoken their worries turned his dark green eyes towards his two brothers. For being triplets, they really didn't look that much alike.

David and Al both shared their fathers blue eyes, except theirs was a shade darker. They also had some what of the physique

of their father, strong built and tanned skin. The only difference between them was the fact that David had a darker shade of blonde hair, similiar to his father, and Al had a lighter, more golden shade of blonde that could be found on his mothers side.

Liam on the other hand was a copy of his mother. He was much more slender than his brothers, and shared his mothers fair complexion. What separated him from looking far too much like his mother, was the fact that their hair colour was different, and that he somewhat had inherited his fathers, very strange, piece of hair that stood right up by his forehead.

Watching their father humming, without a care in the world or so it seemed, made them squirm uncomfortably where they sat by the shore, waiting for the boat to be ready.

And only seconds after that, their suspicions were answered as of by the holy spirits, when a strong wind suddenly crashed down upon them, nearly blowing the four royals off the ground, and the boat nearly turning over by the large waves.

Before they managed to settle down and figure out what was going on, a loud voice boomed through out the forest, making the King and his sons froze in place.

They all knew that voice all too well, and fear ran through their spines like a bucket of ice.

"ALFRED F. KIRKLAND-JONES!" the name echoed in a authoritative voice, efficiently covered by blinding rage. The King flinched upon hearing his name being spoken like that, out loud and with so much suppressed anger.

The three princes stood wide eyed, frozen, in place upon hearing the voice. They were just about to let out a sigh of relief, when also their nightmares came to reality.

"And don't think I don't know that you're all there as well" the voice hissed out, still holding a very authoritative stance but with a little less anger.

"Liam, David and Al Kirkland-Jones." the voice pronounced each name with care, poison like malice slipping through the voice, making the boys wince at what surely was to come.

"Would you all be so kind and follow your father back to the castle." the voice continued in a cold manner. "I like to have a word with you all. " the voice purred out, sounding dangerously sweet. With that as the final, a strong gust of wind hit them again, before the trees and water stilled and everything went silent once more.

The four royals looked each other in the eye and they all had the same word written on their face.

"Crap."

Note: Yeah. Crap indeed. I see trouble in the horizon dearest...