"My liege-"
Danny- the King- frowned, then shook his head slightly.
"Casper, I thought I told you not to call me that?" he interrupted, putting his hands on his waist. Behind him, the Sir Tucker typed furiously away at the King's computer, using it to finish his own 'English assignment' and paying them absolutely no mind.
Lady Sam snorted from where she sat, legs dangling off the side of Tucker's bed- and he could imagine why. The King looked a lot like a disappointed mother telling her children off for staying out too late. He even had the "I expected better from you, young man!" look down pat.
The ghost shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. The Ghost King and his companions were certainly...different from what he expected.
(but then again, he hadn't really known what to expect, had he? when he had first heard the news that King Pariah had risen from the Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep, a tight curl of fear had wound up deep inside his core and driven him to run run run and never look back.
when he had fallen, every coherent ghost in the Zone had felt a oppressive pressure they didn't even realise existed lift off their soul. then a new presence had made itself known- young and a little bit icy and uncertain and brave- and they knew that a new King had been crowned.)
(but...was he really a better one?)
Authors Note
I admit to being pleasantly surprised by the reception this fic has received. Thank you for all your reviews.:) With this fic, I'm going to be exploring the King!Danny AU. I hope you have a fun ride!
I have to warn you though- further updates will be sporadic and completely self indulgent. I'm going to be writing whatever I want, whenever I want to.