This is a good one I swear! I've been waiting so long to type this one up for you all! Came right to me like a bug that decides it's fun to fly into your face. So I hope you all like this one. It's cute, I promise.
RandallXSpinelli: I know, I feel like King Bob is such and interesting character and I'm dumbfounded how there are barely any storys about him. And I assumed that TJ would be king in 6th grade, but I feel like he would quit soon after.
The last day of the school year finally rolled around, and the students were more than really for the last bell of the day to ring, even though the day had just started. Preparing his goodbye speech, King Bob paced on the top of the jungle gym. Today was the day he was going to hand over his crown to Freddie. Even though he would crown him during the first recess, he was still the King for today.
Part of him was nervous; middle school was something no kid could quite prepare for, and he had grown accustomed to his position in hierarchy. Next year he would be at the bottom of the chain again, and two years after that he would be at the bottom once more. Watching the kids below him play for the last time of the year, he remembered something he said he would do. Taking the slide he made his way to the bottom and looked around for one person in particular. Spotting him, he walked over and got his attention by tapping him on the shoulder.
"Detweiler, we need to talk." Said the King.
"Um, okay…" Walking away, the King lead him away from his friends and to the side of the school where no one was around. "Any reason we're back here, King Bob?"
"Yes," He said. "As you know, I am leaving for the seventh grade."
"Yeah, and heard you're naming Freddie as the new King."
"Is that a problem?"
"Kinda. I'm sort of disappointed because, you know, me and my friends thought I would be a shoo-in for King. I mean, I know I'm a fourth grader and all, but it's not like it hasn't been done before."
"You're right, it has been done. And at first I was going to. But I have my reasons for not choosing you." Said King Bob.
"Why? You've seen how I can handle the playground when you've lost your mind! Why wouldn't you?"
"Because," The King said softly. "You can't handle the power that comes with it. Remember the monstickers incident? And when you were principal? You went mad with power. Imagine what would happen if you had the entire playground at your disposal? You're a great leader monkey-boy, but only when you don't have much power to begin with. So I choose Freddie."
"Those are really good reasons I guess," Said TJ. "But I'm still disappointed."
"Don't be," Said King Bob. "Just make sure he doesn't go crazy, rally the students when he makes some dumb law, and you'll be the one who's really in charge, just like with me. Now, I called you back here for something else."
"What?"
"I'm going to middle school. After this, I probably won't see you until you reach high school. That's four years."
"We'll see each other," Said TJ. "This town isn't that big. We're bound to run into each other at some time."
"And while that is true," Said the King. "I feel that a proper parting gift is in order."
"Like what?" King Bob smiled and leaned down to his height, placing a soft kiss on the younger boy's lips. It lasted for a few seconds before the king pulled away.
"Like that." He said. "Now you remember that, 'cause four years is a very long time, and I don't want you to forget me. Okay?"
"O-okay." Said TJ as he was still trying to process what had just happened.
"You better get back to your friends," said King Bob. "They're probably wondering where you are." Together they walked from the side of the school and once they were in sight of everyone they parted ways; King Bob to his throne and TJ to his friends.