This was all very new to the little prince, as he had spent his entire life inside of a castle. And though it was a very large castle, it did not provide him with a very good view of the towns below.
After awhile, though, everything began to get old. They walked, and walked, and walked, and walked, and walked until the little prince Milliardo thought that very soon his little feet would fall right off his little legs and he would be forced to walk some more on his feetless ankles. And still they continued to walk.
Duo, the Happy-Go-Lucky God of Death was cheerfully whistling and walking forward in a most chipper manner. Looking sideways at him, little Milliardo began to wonder if perhaps the Happy-Go-Lucky God of Death was so happy-go-lucky because of some mental problems.
On they walked, and walked, and walked until finally, after many more hours of walking, they came upon a house at the edge of a deep dark woods.
"Here we are!" Announced the Shinigami in his ever-cheerful voice. "Our first stop!"
The little prince looked around the little house. It was small and cavered in lots of green vines. In the front was a lovely little garden full of brightly colored flowers.
"Where are we?" Asked the little prince.
"Why, we're her," Said Duo with a smile. "We're here at this little cabin owned by a very nice man just inside the border of the Land of the Rising Sun Not to Mention Bread and Biscuits Too. It's the first place Fairy Une told us to stop at."
They had arrived at the door of the little house and Prince Milliardo knocked timidly on the door. When it was opened they were greeted by the friendly face of a blonde boy.
"Hello, Stranger," Said the boy in his friendly way. "Welcome to my home." He frowned when he saw the Happy-Go-Lucky God of Death. "Oh hello, Duo. I guess you can come in too if you promise not to break anything."
Duo continued to smile as he always did and walked in dragging the hesitant little prince in with him.
After the friendly blonde had made sure Milliardo was comfortalbly seated and all his breakables were well-secured to their shelves, he sat down as well.
"My name is Quatre Reberba Winner," The blonde said in his friendly voice. "I've lived here in this cottage at the edge of the Deep Dark Forest just inside the borders of the Land of the Rising Sun Not to Mention Bread and Biscuits Too all my life." He sighed. "All by myself. But excuse me, I don't think I asked you your name."
The little prince introduced himself, as was proper to do when you are asked your name. "My name is Prince Milliardo George Fredrick Hinton Eustatius Peacecraft the third of the Land of the Rising Sun Not to Mention Bread and Biscuits Too," He blushed at the sheer length of his name. "But you can just Milliardo."
Quatre smiled. "Alright, then Milliard it is. You can call me 'Quatre'. As I said, I've lived here all my life and all my life I've been a woodcutter. That's what I do for a living." He sighed again. "And I'm all alone."
"Don't you have any friends?" Milliardo asked.
"Yes," Said the friendly blonde woodcutter sadly. "I have a friend. But he lives a very long way away from here, over the river and through the woods to be quite exact. And we haven't spoken in quite a long time."
"Oh," Said Milliardo sadly.
Shinigami, who had been unusually quiet the past few minutes spoke up. "I'm sure we could take him a note." He suggested.
The blonde woodcutter's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"Sure." Duo shrugged. "We're going that direction anyway."
Quatre smiled and handed them a letter that seemed as though it hadn't been there before. "Here," He said. "This is for him. His name is Trowa Barton. You'll find him over the river and through the woods in a orange house by the ocean. And thank you."
Milliardo and Duo began to leave.
"Wait!" Called the blonde. "Are you going through the Deep Dark Woods?"
"Why yes we are," Said Milliardo. "How did you know?"
The blonde shrugged. "Be very careful. The Deep Dark Woods is very dangerous. Aside from being very deep and dark, it has many mean and nasty, not to mention bad creatures in it. Take this." He handed the little prince a ring. "This will help protect you from the mean creatures, but it will not keep them completely away. You must do that on your own."
The little prince thanked the kind woodcutter and went on his way.
Soon little Milliardo and his Happy-Go-Lucky God of Death companion found themselves on the edge of the Deep Dark Woods. The little prince gulped. For he was a very little prince and not all together brave at all. Duo smiled and continued on his way with the usual grin plastered on his face causing Milliardo to think seriously about his mental illness theory.
Taking a deep breath, the little prince took his first step into the woods. Nothing happened. He sighed in relief and skipped along the path in a hurry to catch up with Duo.
After walking for what seemed like forever to Milliardo, Duo stopped. He looked around and then sat down.
"What are we doing?" Asked the little prince uneasily.
"We're stopping." Was the Shinigami's reply.
"Why?"
"Because I don't know the way out."
"What?!" The little prince cried. "What do you mean you don't know the way out?!"
Duo looked up at little Milliardo with a confused expression. "I mean exactly that. I don't know the way out."
Poor little prince Milliardo. He was trapped in the woods a million miles from home with a Happy-Go-Lucky God of Death who didn't know the way out, and the chances of his survival were quickly diminishing. It was time for an emotional breakdown. The little prince sat down on the ground and started to cry.
Duo looked at him. "What are you doing?" He asked.
Milliardo just continued to cry. He cried and cried and cried. Until Duo sat there in a lake up to his ankles in water.
Suddenly, there was a bright light-the third Milliardo had seen that day-and another flash of colors. There infront of him was Fairy Une standing in a tennis skirt this time.
"What is it this time, Milliardo?" She said, annoyed.
The Happy-Go-Lucky Shinigami shrugged and spread his hands in a gesture of apology.
"Stop crying!" Ordered Fairy Une. Miliardo stopped and stared at her. "Now, What's the matter this time?"
The little prince hiccuped. "Well, Fairy Une, I was walking here through the Deep Dark Woods and Duo said he didn't know the way out."
"Is that all?" Fairry Une asked, tapping her wand in her hand in annoyance. "Of all the stupid-never mind. Just take this path to the left and follow it. Mind that you don't leave the path and you'll get out well enough. Now I've gotta go, I'm missing my tennis match. Remember, call me if you need me."
With that advise the little prince stopped crying and he and his companion were soon once again on their way out of the Deep Dark Woods.
After awhile, though, everything began to get old. They walked, and walked, and walked, and walked, and walked until the little prince Milliardo thought that very soon his little feet would fall right off his little legs and he would be forced to walk some more on his feetless ankles. And still they continued to walk.
Duo, the Happy-Go-Lucky God of Death was cheerfully whistling and walking forward in a most chipper manner. Looking sideways at him, little Milliardo began to wonder if perhaps the Happy-Go-Lucky God of Death was so happy-go-lucky because of some mental problems.
On they walked, and walked, and walked until finally, after many more hours of walking, they came upon a house at the edge of a deep dark woods.
"Here we are!" Announced the Shinigami in his ever-cheerful voice. "Our first stop!"
The little prince looked around the little house. It was small and cavered in lots of green vines. In the front was a lovely little garden full of brightly colored flowers.
"Where are we?" Asked the little prince.
"Why, we're her," Said Duo with a smile. "We're here at this little cabin owned by a very nice man just inside the border of the Land of the Rising Sun Not to Mention Bread and Biscuits Too. It's the first place Fairy Une told us to stop at."
They had arrived at the door of the little house and Prince Milliardo knocked timidly on the door. When it was opened they were greeted by the friendly face of a blonde boy.
"Hello, Stranger," Said the boy in his friendly way. "Welcome to my home." He frowned when he saw the Happy-Go-Lucky God of Death. "Oh hello, Duo. I guess you can come in too if you promise not to break anything."
Duo continued to smile as he always did and walked in dragging the hesitant little prince in with him.
After the friendly blonde had made sure Milliardo was comfortalbly seated and all his breakables were well-secured to their shelves, he sat down as well.
"My name is Quatre Reberba Winner," The blonde said in his friendly voice. "I've lived here in this cottage at the edge of the Deep Dark Forest just inside the borders of the Land of the Rising Sun Not to Mention Bread and Biscuits Too all my life." He sighed. "All by myself. But excuse me, I don't think I asked you your name."
The little prince introduced himself, as was proper to do when you are asked your name. "My name is Prince Milliardo George Fredrick Hinton Eustatius Peacecraft the third of the Land of the Rising Sun Not to Mention Bread and Biscuits Too," He blushed at the sheer length of his name. "But you can just Milliardo."
Quatre smiled. "Alright, then Milliard it is. You can call me 'Quatre'. As I said, I've lived here all my life and all my life I've been a woodcutter. That's what I do for a living." He sighed again. "And I'm all alone."
"Don't you have any friends?" Milliardo asked.
"Yes," Said the friendly blonde woodcutter sadly. "I have a friend. But he lives a very long way away from here, over the river and through the woods to be quite exact. And we haven't spoken in quite a long time."
"Oh," Said Milliardo sadly.
Shinigami, who had been unusually quiet the past few minutes spoke up. "I'm sure we could take him a note." He suggested.
The blonde woodcutter's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"Sure." Duo shrugged. "We're going that direction anyway."
Quatre smiled and handed them a letter that seemed as though it hadn't been there before. "Here," He said. "This is for him. His name is Trowa Barton. You'll find him over the river and through the woods in a orange house by the ocean. And thank you."
Milliardo and Duo began to leave.
"Wait!" Called the blonde. "Are you going through the Deep Dark Woods?"
"Why yes we are," Said Milliardo. "How did you know?"
The blonde shrugged. "Be very careful. The Deep Dark Woods is very dangerous. Aside from being very deep and dark, it has many mean and nasty, not to mention bad creatures in it. Take this." He handed the little prince a ring. "This will help protect you from the mean creatures, but it will not keep them completely away. You must do that on your own."
The little prince thanked the kind woodcutter and went on his way.
Soon little Milliardo and his Happy-Go-Lucky God of Death companion found themselves on the edge of the Deep Dark Woods. The little prince gulped. For he was a very little prince and not all together brave at all. Duo smiled and continued on his way with the usual grin plastered on his face causing Milliardo to think seriously about his mental illness theory.
Taking a deep breath, the little prince took his first step into the woods. Nothing happened. He sighed in relief and skipped along the path in a hurry to catch up with Duo.
After walking for what seemed like forever to Milliardo, Duo stopped. He looked around and then sat down.
"What are we doing?" Asked the little prince uneasily.
"We're stopping." Was the Shinigami's reply.
"Why?"
"Because I don't know the way out."
"What?!" The little prince cried. "What do you mean you don't know the way out?!"
Duo looked up at little Milliardo with a confused expression. "I mean exactly that. I don't know the way out."
Poor little prince Milliardo. He was trapped in the woods a million miles from home with a Happy-Go-Lucky God of Death who didn't know the way out, and the chances of his survival were quickly diminishing. It was time for an emotional breakdown. The little prince sat down on the ground and started to cry.
Duo looked at him. "What are you doing?" He asked.
Milliardo just continued to cry. He cried and cried and cried. Until Duo sat there in a lake up to his ankles in water.
Suddenly, there was a bright light-the third Milliardo had seen that day-and another flash of colors. There infront of him was Fairy Une standing in a tennis skirt this time.
"What is it this time, Milliardo?" She said, annoyed.
The Happy-Go-Lucky Shinigami shrugged and spread his hands in a gesture of apology.
"Stop crying!" Ordered Fairy Une. Miliardo stopped and stared at her. "Now, What's the matter this time?"
The little prince hiccuped. "Well, Fairy Une, I was walking here through the Deep Dark Woods and Duo said he didn't know the way out."
"Is that all?" Fairry Une asked, tapping her wand in her hand in annoyance. "Of all the stupid-never mind. Just take this path to the left and follow it. Mind that you don't leave the path and you'll get out well enough. Now I've gotta go, I'm missing my tennis match. Remember, call me if you need me."
With that advise the little prince stopped crying and he and his companion were soon once again on their way out of the Deep Dark Woods.
