YAY! SEQUEL TIME! :D Okay, so for those that have not read the summary...(rofl), this is the sequel to 'We want so much but we can't wait forever' [-Really long title...I know]. So yeah. :)

Btw, I know I said I wouldn't kill off any main characters in my story, and I intend to keep that promise. ^_^ Just wait and see what happens (I'm actually waiting myself...rofl!). So yeah...anyway...THANKS FOR READING! *gives virtual heart*

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In a land unlike any other, there lived four kingdoms; The North, The South, The East, and The West. Each kingdom was independent, and had many differences to each other (and a few similarities). Each kingdom was ruled by a monarchy, with a king and most likely a queen. Each kingdoms' rulers never used their power to harm their country; instead they used their power to do as much good as possible. The one time a ruler ever hurt his kingdom, was unintentional. He did not realize how badly his country would be damaged, and suffered the dire consequences for his actions. He hoped to help his kingdom, but the way he attempted to accomplish this was rather foolish. It was the time that the Southern king attacked the North, for multiple reasons. Plus, he was not thinking clearly due to the anger he felt towards the Northern King.

A few hundred years later, the two kingdoms reunited and became allies once more (with the help of their children of course). However, the pain of the war had not completely ceased afterwards; both of the countries' lands were corrupted, along with the Eastern and Western lands (who each had unwillingly been brought into the war). People's homes were damaged, and nearly everyone in each kingdom had become rather poor. However, they each did their best to restore their kingdoms, and help others in the process. Slowly, things had begun to patch up...though the scars would most likely never truly fade.

The princes of the South, and princesses of the North suffered greatly during the war. Each of them soon fell in love, and that it what brought the kingdoms together for the most part. However, they had suffered far greater pains than anyone else in the kingdom. The king of the South had lost one of his sons in the war, causing great grief to spread throughout the kingdom. The princess who had fallen in love with the lost prince (who had also bore him three children), grieved far more than anyone else could possibly dream of grieving. After a long while of suffering with her family members, she took her children and disappeared without a trace. The princes and princesses each searched for her day and night, but had no such luck in seeing her anywhere. It was as if she had vanished off of the face of the earth, and never wished to return.

What they did not know, was that she was searching for her 'dead' fiance. She believed in things that should not be believed, and everyone who spotted her soon decided she was nearly driven to madness. However, she truly did believe that he was still alive somewhere, and intended on finding him. Whether she was correct or not, is a mystery to be discovered.

A few members of the kingdoms, that had hardly healed at all after the war, were still raging out somewhere. They attacked villages, killed innocent people, and decided that life was hardly worth living. One member, was slowly driven to complete insanity from the lose of people he knew. He had been locked away in the Southern Castle, where they had taken extremely good care of him (as much as they could, anyhow). However, the man escaped on night; just slipped away on a New Moon surrounded by complete darkness, only two months after the missing princess. They could night find him anywhere, quite similar to the missing princess.

However, everyone knew the missing princess, her children, and the insane man were out there and well. They just did not know where, and after a while did not intend to find out. The two people did not know where the other was, nor did the princess know the man went crazy and escaped. The man had multiple personalities; one moment he would be kind, polite, and thank people for their hospitality. Then the next moment, he would be holding a dagger over his shoulder, hovering over dead bodies. Soon people became aware of the attacks the man had committed, and became extremely cautious when welcoming strangers into their home. After a couple of years, hardly anyone trusted strangers anymore, save for a few VERY hospitable people.

The world had nearly completely changed after the war...

(Brick POV)

I growled with restlessness, wondering why I had to have been summoned to such a boring and useless meeting in the first place. I, Brick Jojo, was only the prince of the South! I was not a king yet, since my father was alive and well (not to mention quite a few years from retirement), so a prince I would remain for another decade or two. Being a prince (even the one next in line for the throne), I had absolutely no say in war matters unless my father asked my opinion, which he had not at the time being. However, he had required my presence in the meeting for reasons I did not know, and yet I had no right to speak my mind. My brother, Butch, would have probably gone into complete rage at the idiocy of the people in the meeting, and so that is why if he were here and alive, my father would have not asked his attendance. Boomer, my other brother, would be polite and remain quiet, though if his opinion was asked he would lie and say he agreed with our father. That is why my father always asked for my attendance in some meetings; I would remain quiet until spoken to, but speak my mind if I opposed of the decisions the meeting's group made.

Trust me when I say, I highly opposed of the current meeting's decisions; the people in it were being completely idiots.

"So," the Duke of the West said. "Are you proposing we take the villagers and townspeople of our countries, and place them all into one large city for safety?"

The Lord of the East nodded, "Indeed I am, for it seems tis' the responsible thing to do."

Responsible my arse...

"Brick!" my father spoke up after a moment, turning to me with a serious expression. "What is your opinion in all of this?"

I opened my mouth to speak what I thought (and was ready to try very hard not to diss the members out), when the King of the East's right-hand-man interrupted.

"I hardly think a juvenile prince such as young Brick over there, should be one to decide on matters between us adults," he said with his nose high in the air.

I glared at him, but said nothing. Being royalty did not always mean getting everything you wanted, usually it was 'be polite, do not speak unless spoken to, do not treat your elders with disrespect, and never ever act like a slob'. So in other words, you had to attempt at being perfect...to show others that you alone where higher ranked than they. I was never fond of these terms, but never said otherwise since my father had told me to do them when I was young. He said that a king must not try to be God, but at the same time he must not let his country's people think he was just like them; if he did, then they would try to rule instead (which unless they had a bad king [if they did, then by all means revolt] would cause great havoc). So I always behaved the way a future king should, and never spoke rudely to my elders...unlike how Butch would.

My father raised his hand to silence the Lord, though did so in a kind manner, "He is my son, and has solved much more matters than I. I trust him completely, with all of my heart, and trust that his opinion is a fair one. If not, then by all means I shall say otherwise...which he knows very well could happen. However, I believe that I should hear what he has to say before coming to any decisions."

My father then turned to me with a hard face, though a twinkle in his eye, "Now, Brick. Proceed."

I bowed my head politely, before turning to the members of the group, "I wish to contradict your decision."

Most of the members frowned, but a few leaned in slightly to hear what I had to say. The kings of the East, West, and even my father-in-law (the king of the North), seemed keen to hear my opinion. However, the Lords, Dukes, and other royal beings seemed to think of me as juvenile and idiotic. I would prove their theory wrong...

"Go on," the King of the West said kindly.

"Thank you," I said politely to him, with a slight bow of my head. "Now, my opinion is one that has been quite thought through, and I do believe that it is the right decision; though spare me if you think otherwise. If we were to gather our people, and place them into one large city, it would be a disaster."

The others began to listen, knowing that I was about to get somewhere important.

"First off, there would not be a city nearly large enough for all of our people; and even if there was, it would be nearly identical to cramming one-hundred fish into a small tank," I said simply. "Things would start off wonderful, and the people would feel indebted to us for protecting them. However, after a while, the people would soon realize how foolish the decision would be; rich people would claim the best hospitality, and the poor would remain on the streets. Farmers would never be able to grow anything, and if they did it would hardly be enough to sell off; they would use it to feed themselves and their families. Soon the rich would become weak from loss of food, and the farmers would fall into complete poverty and perish themselves."

"And what if we should let the farmers out to grow food with a few guards?" The Lord of the East asked.

"You have an excellent point, my Lord," I said in politeness. "However, even if there was food...it would not matter. People would be crammed, and soon the poor would grow jealous of the rich living right above them. Normal peasants are not royalty, and not because they are poor. They are far from royalty because they have never had the chance to experience it, so they would attempt anything to quench their greatest fantasies and wishes of being rich...for some it would even mean killing off the rich to give money to the poor. Soon a revolution would break out; the poor would wish for more money, and the rich would hate us for cramming everyone into one city. All-in-all, tis' hardly a good idea. Besides...who wishes to be crammed into one large city anyhow?"

Everyone stared at me dumbfounded, even my father.

"That is all," I said simply, turning to my father for a response.

My father chuckled quietly, "Well...I think that theory is rather self-explanatory. I believe, then, that you each agree with his decision? No? Well...those in favor of his decision, raise your hand."

Each of the kings, including my father, the Duke of the West, the Western king's right-hand-man, and the janitor in the back each raised their hands. The couple of others huffed, but nodded nonetheless.

"Well son," my father said clapping me on the back. "Another one of your theories has been accepted. Now...shall what shall we propose to do?"

"I say that we leave things how it is, though we still try and catch the loon," I said simply. "The people in our countries can defend themselves, whether with a sword or a pitchfork. They all know he is out there, so I believe tis' up to them to defend themselves. Though we still must try our very hardest to cease his attacks..."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and decided that it was the best decision. Then the King of the West stood up and raised his glass, "To young prince Brick, for his outstanding use of knowledge. You shall make a fine king someday sir, and I would feel honored to call you one. Hear hear!"

"Hear hear!" the others cheered raising their glasses.

I smiled, and hid my slight blush while thanking them all.

Did I mention how much I loved meetings?

(Blossom POV)

I smiled at Bubbles and Boomer, who were playing with their daughter. Boomer was usually always off doing prince business, plus helping Brick fill in the gap Butch left when he died. Butch was always in charge of training men and what-not, and now that he was gone nobody was left to do it. Even though Brick and Boomer did their best, nobody would fully stand up to Butch's level of expertise in that area.

I walked over to them with a smile, "How are you three doing this fine afternoon?"

Bubbles smiled up at me, "Just perfect, you?"

"Well, I have been better," I admitted tiredly. "I feel much like a hippopotamus that has been carrying a giant sack of potatoes for a month straight..."

"Don't you fret, tis' only another week or two," Bubbles smiled at me. "Then you still shan't get any sleep for at least another week, depending on how disciplinary you and Brick shall be."

I looked down at my slightly swollen stomach with a sigh, "I know..."

According to Bubbles, Boomer, and Brick and I's knowledge, I was almost exactly four months pregnant. My pregnancy, just like Bubbles and Buttercups', was far quicker than a normal woman's. However, Buttercup's was far quicker than Bubbles'...who was pregnant for exactly a month and a half. Buttercup was pregnant for three weeks, before giving birth her triplets. Just thinking about them made me feel sad, and I immediately felt pity for her. She ran off without a word to any of us one day, and we all knew why. She believed Butch was still alive, though he was not (we had proof), and ran off with her children to find him a couple of years back.

"Thinking of Buttercup again?" Bubbles asked caressing her daughter's bright blond hair.

I nodded, "Yes... Boomer, do you think you could assist me in sitting down?"

Boomer stood immediately with a smile, "Of course, anything for you."

I sat down with his assistance, and smiled at my beautiful niece. She had perfect blond hair, which curled at the ends, much like her mother's. However, her hair was slightly spiked at the ends like her father's. She had eyes unlike any other, which never ceased to amaze anyone; she had both her mother and father's eyes. In the daytime, they were baby blue like her mother's. Then as the sun went down, they darkened until they reached a dark navy blue like her father's. However, no matter the color, they were enchantingly beautiful...and sparkled with a juvenile light that could only come from a toddler. They had named her Bonnie, seeing as it seemed to fit her perfectly. She had just turned a year old only a month before, and could now stand, walk, and slightly talk.

"Poppa..." Bonnie said softly. "Pick me up?"

Boomer smiled, before grabbing his daughter and tickling her, "How about I tickle you?"

Bonnie squealed in a high-pitched laughter, filling everyone's hearts with joy and love, before Bonnie managed to crawl towards her mother. Bubbles eyed Boomer when Boomer motioned to tickle his wife in an attempt to get his daughter, and stopped when he realized it would be a very bad idea.

I smiled at them, hoping for the very same joy when Brick and I's baby was born. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, and turned to see Brick. I smiled at him, and he kissed my cheek lovingly, before looking down at my stomach.

"And how are you both doing this afternoon?" he asked with a smile.

I leaned back into his chest, "We are apparently both rather tired..."

He chuckled, "Well then you should rest."

"I do not relish the thought of being lazy merely because I am pregnant," I said with a frown.

Brick kissed my forehead, "You are the farthest thing from lazy, Blossom."

"So," I said softly. "How was the meeting?"

"Surprisingly useful for once," he said simply. "Though still quite boring...not to mention the Lord of the East gives me the shudders..."

I giggled, "I feel pity for you."

"Don't," he said placing his head on my neck.

"Hey," Bubbles said to us. "What do you think we should do this afternoon? Everyone seems to be off for the time-being, which hardly ever happens...so I thought we could spend some time together! We have not spent quality time together since-"

She froze, but we all knew what she was about to say.

"You're absolutely right Bubbles," I said. "We should have a fancy dinner, and all spend the evening doing absolutely nothing."

"I thought you were against laziness," Brick said mockingly, with a smirk.

"Tis' not being lazy, if others are doing it with you," I said with a grin. "Besides, I'm pregnant."

"What shall I do with you?" Brick asked with a smile, leaning his head against mine.

"Everything I want," I said with a smirk.

Alright, so, please review! :) And um, I hope you guys liked this! I spent THREE HOURS ON IT. O.O Um, and we will get to Buttercup's POV soon (probably the next chapter), so just be patient with me! I love you all, and thanks for reading!