AN:
Okay Thanks to Hedgi, I do plan on updating soon. :)
And thanks to Teenpain1 why would I name him Bonnie? And yes, I plan on updating.
And thanks to Chichi, no problem on not making them incecual. And your just going to wait and see if what's going to happen (Nothing that seems wrong.)
This is going to a weird post that sounds like I chopped it in half, but there is a very good reason for that. I have to ask a question that must be answered at the end so I can continue.
So, I don't own anybody except my character(s) (Who you will meet soon)
The twins followed the guard. Flint never realized just how big the prison was. It was located a little bit away from the palace and they had to walk. The Stabbingtons blinked against the sun light. After not seeing it for an entire month caused it to burn their eyes momentarily.
Clyde and Flint took a deep breath of the fresh air outside. The never fully realized how foul smelling the prison was until now.
They entered the palace and made their way to the throne room. Flint's eyes widened. Everything was large, white marble, gold and expensive. He saw Clyde's fingers twitching and Flint knew how he felt. Everything in here was worth millions, if they stole it and sold it, they'd be rich. He caught Clyde's eye and they nodded to each other, both know what was at stake and for once they had to keep their hands to themselves.
They stopped before the thrones and saw for people. Flint recognized the King, Queen and Rider. He guessed that the girl with the short brown hair was the Princess. She starred at them with something that might have been fear. He didn't blame her, the last time they met; they tried to sell her for her long golden magic hair. But apparently according to Rider, her hair was no longer magic.
The king and queen didn't seem very pleased to see them, but they said nothing. Rider just fidgeted around uselessly. Clyde smacked Flint in the shoulder. He turned and made to move to hit him back but he stopped when he saw Clyde was facing the four on one knee and his head was bowed.
Flint blinked and quickly copied his brother. This didn't feel right. They shouldn't have been kneeling before Rider or anyone else. But he held his composer.
"You can rise." Rapunzel said. The brothers rose. It was quiet for a second before Clyde tapped him on the shoulder. Flint looked at him. Clyde held had his hand palm up like he was going to receive something. He gestured to Flint, then to himself, then to the four.
Flint cleared his throat. "You're…" He paused. "Highness. I am Flint Stabbington." He pointed at his brother. "This is my twin brother Clyde Stabbington. Forgive him for not addressing anyone. He can't talk."
The Princess's eyes went wide. "Why can't he talk? Is there something wrong with him?"
Flint glanced at his brother. He was grinding his teeth. There was nothing Clyde hated more then someone talking about him being mute, except getting caught and maybe Rider.
Flint shrugged.
The Princess walked up to Clyde. His eye went wide in surprise as the Princess inspected him. She frowned in concentration.
"Hey, maybe you shouldn't be so close." Rider said. The Princess walked back to him.
She turned back to the brothers. "I am prepared to make a deal with you."
"We're listening."
"There has been a theft in the castle. Apparently your little stunt trying to steal my crown inspired someone else to steal my Father's crown."
The brothers blinked. The King's crown? That was copying their idea. Flint wanted nothing more then to squeeze the culprit's neck, it had been his idea. Real thieves didn't steal other thieves' ideas. They just didn't. Then he thought of something.
"And, what do we have to do with this?"
"I believe it takes a thief to catch a thief." The Princess said.
"And you want us to go after him? Why not send Rider?" Flint asked sneering.
"I also believe in second chances." The King and Queen frowned at this. "You catch this thief and bring the crown back; we will decide what to do with you afterwards."
"What's to stop us from just running?"
"The fact that you run and I'll have you thrown back in jail. If you get the crown back, then maybe all charges will be lifted and you're free to go." The Queen said.
"And how do we catch this thief?"
"I understand that this wouldn't be the first time you tracked down a thief." Rider said pointedly.
"And if we refuse?"
"Simple, you go back in jail." The Queen said.
The brothers looked at each other. Clyde nodded, he was in. Flint thought, this might have been a trick. The crown might not really have been stolen and then they would be charged with escaping as well as everything else. Or the crown really was stolen, and they really were being given a second chance.
"Alright. We'll do it."
"Yay!" The Princess squealed. She quickly recomposed herself. "You shall leave tomorrow. You can stay in one of the guest rooms."
Flint rolled his eyes and caught sight of something shiny, something sharp. Something that looked like a knife. Clyde saw it too. They turned and raised both hands defensively. They froze when they saw a girl. She had brown hair in a single braid that went a little below her shoulders. Her eyes were a light blue. She was wearing a light brown dress and no shoes. She was also carrying the brothers' swords in her arms. She shrank back from the brothers in surprise.
"Ah, there you are." The King said. "Stabbington Brothers, this is Marianne. She is a servant who will accompany you while you are here."
"She's going to follow us?"
"Indeed."
"A spy, your Majesty?"
"No. Just someone who will perform any services you ask."
Flint smiled. "Any service huh?" He liked that idea.
"I have sharpened your swords." She said, presenting them. The brothers took them, sliding them into their sheaths. "My god you're tall." She said looking up at them. It was true, they were. Marianne barely came up to their chests.
They didn't really know how to answer that. So Flint simply said. "I'm Flint Stabbington, this is my Brother Clyde."
Marianna curtsied. "You know who I am."
The King shook his head. "She had a quick tongue. And she is often impatient. Be warned."
Flint had a feeling they could handle her.
He noticed she was wrinkling her nose. "Would you to clean up before eating. You smell like the prison."
Flint frowned, he never really noticed. He looked over at Clyde who was trying to be inconspicuous as he smelled his under arm. He blinked. He also wrinkled his nose. Flint heard The Princess mutter something about smelling like the color brown. Then Rider replying 'more like the color black.'
"I can also wash your cloths, seeing as how they don't look as though they've been washed."
Indeed they hadn't. "Um. Alright." Flint said uncertainly.
Marianna smiled. "Follow me." She said as she started walking away.
AN:
Okay, so time for the question.
Would it be wrong to make an 18 year old date a 25 year old?
Keep this in mind, I don't think that Rider was 18 when he met Rapunzel. Plus I have feeling that this might take place back when you always saw older guys with the younger girls.
And the Stabbington Brothers look like they might be 25
Review and Answer, the next chapter depends on you!