Disclaimer: Half Prince still doesn't belong to me, if it did, Anonymess's fantastic work, 'Second Generation' would be made into an official 1/2 Prince "three-quel" that it deserves and I would be getting a lot of reviews for this fic. Until then, one can dream.

Another update! All in under 24 hours and I'm impressed with myself. Why!? Because chapter 67 of the Manhua was released earlier today and I was left so emotional. Usually they update in like, MONTHS, between chapters and they didn't this time so I'm like, okay! I'll work hard to update this fic myself too. So, this was born.

I don't know myself what I wanted to go for, but I guess I imagined the brother-sister bond Feng Lan and Feng Yang share. Also the gaming Lan does to "train" for Second Life and I then based it off that and this happened. When you get to that part, imagine as you will whatever game you'd like. I was attempting a Street Fighter kind of thing. Damn I think I messed it up. But this is certainly a cute Yang and Lan centered chapter and just light and fluffy. DIE FROM THE FLUFF, DIE!

If I were you guys, I'd count this as a miracle and hope that the next update isn't in a year lol

Additional note; Am sorry for any errors and name typos. I really don't know what spelling to use half the time, so I go with whatever I think is best. I hope you understand.

New chapter, starts now, GO!

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It had been three days since Prince's real life self had lashed back at her teacher and in the game, the elf had yet not wanted to return to the city. So he had decided to do some training now that he was alone in a vast, open place. Maybe he could even reach level a hundred before the game closed in a couple of months.

"Talk about setting goals for myself," He muttered and with a quick, swift motion, Prince proceeded to raise his Dao and swing. His swings were wildly aimed at the poor shrubs, grass, weeds, heck, even the poor bunnies hopping by got attacked once or twice in the process. So, to say that the number one player of Second Life was pissed off, was putting it lightly. "Take that, and that, and maybe some of this too!"

Without a care, he kept swinging until he nearly ran out of stamina and mana. Who would even be around these parts of the ever literal neck of the woods anyways? Only he, for he was undoubtedly a self-proclaimed idiot.

Hours and hours passed by and as quickly as the sun had risen earlier in the morning, the sun had now begun to set. He finally placed down the sword and decided to rest. His hands hurt, all this thinking would drive him insane, and if he keep practicing in the state he was in, things would end up looking ugly.

Reaching into the storage pouch, his hand grabbed emptiness. Or air, if you wanted to be realistic.

That can't be! He thought. I made sure to pack enough food for a week.

Surely the storage was malfunctioning? A bug of sorts?

He tried again. One more time. Two times. By the fifth try he had sighed and given up. He had remembered that most of his food supply had been depleted by his own gluttonous pet a few days prior.

Guess it's time to go home...

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Lolidragon paced around impatiently.

"How hard can it possibly be to find one obnoxious, goddamn, loud mouthed elf?"

Wolf rubbed his tired eyes and shrugged. "We've been trying our best, but not even Wicked or Feng Wu Qing wanted to say anything about his whereabouts."

"Did it occur to you that maybe we just don't know either?" Feng Wu plopped down into a chair and resting his arms in the table stared into the monitor. Grabbing the keyboard he started up the system and beckoned for the Dictator Of Life. "Five days, huh? I give Prince two more days and that's my bet. How long was he gone last time?"

"Well... This is Prince we're talking about. The trip to and from Eastern Continent from Central takes about six days, and it took him like ten to get back?" Wolf stated. "But we don't know where he went so I can't really say or estimate when he'll return."

"I thought it had taken him twelve?" Phoenix said as she and Fair Sky joined in the conversation. They sat down and quickly grabbed a pen, paper and got ready to jot down everything they thought would help.

Everyone shrugged and decided to nod in agreement. Maybe it had taken Prince that long after all.

"Ten days, twelve days, two weeks," Feng Wu shook his head. "Let's just say that he's like this and won't likely ever change. Seriously, he has a country to run and he goes missing."

"We've been dealing with this since we met him," Lolidragon stated. "To say that we wouldn't have expected this from him is like saying you people don't expect me to steal something."

Yu Lian threw Lolidragon a pen and scolded her. "Yeah, yeah, just get back to work. Are you sure you can't hack into his log-in files?"

Lolidragon grabbed the pen and shrugged. "If Wicked and Artic Fox say they couldn't, what makes you think I would be able to? I'm the president's daughter, not a professional hacker."

Feng Wu Qing snickered. "So basically you are useless."

She pouted. "Hey! Take that back!"

Feng Wu Qing stuck his tongue out and then went back to the screen. "It seems Dictator Of Life hasn't still been able to locate any trace of his." He said, ignoring the thief.

Fair Sky pursed her lips. "You would think Sunshine's carpet would have been spotted somewhere between here and whatever direction he flew off to."

"Everyone was too preoccupied with the speech and then dealing with that crowd was terrible." Wolf said. "Of course we wouldn't have noticed anything was off until Sunshine himself mentioned he had been ask by Prince to lend him his carpet."

"The mere fact that Sunshine just handed it over just like that is what worries me the most." Fair Sky said.

"To everyone he and Kenshin are basically like pets for Prince," Wolf piped in, "they have to do what he says most of the time."

Feng Wu Qing swirled his chair away from the monitor and stood up. "This is getting us nowhere so I'm going to grab a drink and something to eat. Anyone want anything from the kitchen?"

"No, I'm good." Fairsky said, "Same," was the reply of Wolf and Lolidragon. Phoenix waved her hand and Yu Lian shook her head.

"Alright then. Be back in a bit," he walked away from the main room. "Don't bring the castle down now."

"Har-har very funny." Was Lolidragon's reply.

He smirked and his footsteps got further away. As he walked through the empty corridors, his thoughts drifted to thoughts of what his idiotic tranny of a sister was up to in the game. If Prince doesn't show up by the end of this week, I'm making Fen Lan cook me more food each day as punishment! All that was going through his mind was the training he could have been doing at this moment.

When he finally reached the kitchen, the sight that greeted him was quite a surprise and he was simply left mouth agape. The person was cloaked, but even without staring at the hoodie'd figure's eyes, the way they were eating everything in sight was a dead giveaway.

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"I would ask for you to explain to me how you managed to sneak inside the castle without anyone realizing you got back," Feng Wu Qing started, "but you look like a hungry wolf so I'll just let this be for now. You owe me one." He leaned his body to the counter and reached to grab one of the snacks that the hunger eyes elf didn't seem to have his sight on.

"I'm simply here to refill my stock and eat something, then I'm leaving again," Prince said between bites. "If you rat on me, remember that I know where you live. I cook for you. Do not bite the hand that feeds your lazy self."

Feng Wu Qin looked left and right, to make sure they were completely alone. "Feng Lan feeds my off-game self," he reminded the elf, "you are simply a tranny." He grabbed a soda from the fridge and a few more snacks. "If you're leaving again, go do so already before I change my mind to let you go. Where are you headed anyways?"

Prince smirked and gave Feng Wu Qing his usual cold stare. "That's for me to know, and you guys to not find out. I'll be back in a few more days, don't worry. Just know that by the time I return, I'll be stronger than ever and kicking butt!" He then placed back his hoodie and pat him on the back, as he walked out he couldn't help but also mention, "Oh, yeah, I'm still higher leveled than you regardless soooo, good luck. You'll need it."

Feng Wu Qing balled his fist and stuck his tongue out. Tranny or not, his sister got on his nerves whether it was in-game or out-of, and no matter how famous he/she was in Second Life, their competitive side always shone through.

"Bring it! But don't cry when you lose to me!" He yelled from the kitchen's door. The last thing he heard was the elf's laugh. Whether that meant he had accepted the challenge or not, wasn't clear to the warrior but he was determined now.

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Feng Lan took off her gaming helmet and breathed a sigh of relief. It had taken her an hour just to get as far away from the castle to a safe point where she wouldn't be able to get detected by any of the Odd Squad.

Flying in a magical carpet wasn't as fun as she had originally thought and she failed to see what the people behind silly fairy tales saw in them. They were hard to maneuver and keep in a position that would make stopping it easy if any situation arose.

Tying her hair into a ponytail, she glanced to the clock and got out of bed. Was her brother still in the game? Feng Yang would have most likely been fired up by Prince's words and if anything, he was out training to attempt to get a level or two via monster grinding for the night.

Might as well cook the idiot something so he doesn't starve, and then maybe play a fighter game.

"Ahhhh, I'm feeling like after all that running and exercise Prince did, I need a break from Second Life," she said as she walked to the kitchen.

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"Spinning heel kick!" Feng Lan was situated in front of the television, a old gaming system hooked up and a bowl of popcorn to her side. She didn't care if she was being loud but this stage was annoying her and button smashing wasn't doing the trick. "Inferno Slash! Inferno Slash! Haaaaaa!" She was getting too much into it, it seemed. "Come on you can dodge it! Jump. Jump you stupid pixilated avatar!"

Half an hour later, Feng Yang walked into the living room to the screams of his sister, and grabbing the food she had made for him, sat down in the couch to watch her play... Whatever it was. He was clearly amused.

"You're doing the creepy 'yelling at the television' thing again, Lan." Was his way of letting his sister know he was there. She had been too immersed into the game. Figures.

"Shut up, Yang! I'm training here. Don't make me lose." She quickly glanced his way then went back to the game. "Alright, I can do this! Blazing Inferno!"

In big, black bold letters, the words YOU LOSE! Appeared.

Feng Yang snickered."Looks like you don't have it after all."

Fen Lan threw some popcorn at her brother and puffed her cheeks. "You try then."

"I, unlike you, am going to go do some homework now. I don't want professor Gui to quiz us randomly again and then fail like someone I know." He finished eating his food and then took the plates to the sink and headed for the stairs. "Have fun losing, sister."

"You little!" Feng Lan stood up and chased after him. "I'm going to go do my homework too."

"Great. Tell me the answer to pages twenty five through thirty then. I'm counting on you."

When they reached the top of the stairs, she jumped on him. "Do it yourself you lazy brother! Hmph!"