the ghost in the glass coffin

It was a rainy day in London when a bear Wearing human skin wandered into Buckingham Palace,Normally a situation like this would be responded to with a lot of screaming, but this bear and human flesh had a motion Powers so no one even paid him any mind
the bear man who was named Peter walked up to the new King on his throne and punched him in the face, He sat on the old King's throne with the man's crown and slipped off his shoes, and from then forth England had a bear for a king, but soon everyone would be furry and not just their monarch
And as we all know every good King needs a queen, And it's all the same in the place where Peter comes from, though the royalty of his Dimension have many more lovers than Earth's rulers, at least they're more public about them than Earth's
but every Chimera has a favorite love they keep the closest to them, the benevolent if mischievous King Michael has his lovely little mongoose Adventure Jeremy, and melancholic King Peter stood from his Usurped thrown one day and said to himself
" I'm going to get myself a wife"
a man was a vintage tastes such as he would have sites on a creature of vintage origin, and one dearly departed James Craddock was as vintage as they came, a Wandering Specter damn to wander the Earth he was buried in until the end of
he was no princess, but he was perfect for Peter
Peter wanted him, and what a king wants he gets

James Cradock Road on skeletal horseback through a little village Street in Ireland,The necklace he had stolen was reported to being owned by a banshee, it probably wasn't but he was a dead gentleman thief and had a theme to stick to so whatever
he long since lost the cops a couple blocks down but the rush of wind on his invisible hair was a thrill he wanted to bask in for a little longer
That's when something something tripped his horse and he was sent flying through the air and on to the grassy ground below, looking back he saw an Nth Metal Tripwire, he also noticed his his horse riding on the ground as it spontaneously starts to grow flesh
he's horrified gazing at this site is interrupted by a strong hand grabbing him by the shoulder and pulling him up, which is odd because the man in front of him doesn't seem to be wearing any Nth Metal Gloves, in fact the gloves he does wear or soft for my taking feel of them from their pressing into his skin beneath his sleeve, and then his want to question completely leaves his head and the only thing he can think of is that this man is the most beautiful creature and all of existence
he doesn't struggle his Peter pulls him into a sloppy kiss his bear like teeth clacking against James's forming ones,When Peter pulls back the face looks back at him is pale with its status as belonging to a Deadman, but it's beautiful in it's paleness, though his teeth probably weren't that perfect, but no matter he'll just have to look up old photos and tweak some things later
pulling off one of his gloves he places a strong but gentle hand on his mate to be's pale cheek and the man screams as a sharp pain Burns into his shoulder,When the pain subsides James pulls his coat off of his spectral shoulders and in blazing on to his newly formed arm flesh is a singular imprint of a Bearpaw
" what have you done!, what are you!", James yelled as all the panic that was blocked off by whatever spell this horrible creature had put him under finally rushes to the Forefront
"I am your king" Peter says with authority," and I ordered you to be mine", and with those words James falls to his knees in supplication to his King, to his husband
Peter grabs the spirit by his shoulders and Carries him Bridal style too the now flesh having spectral horse, tossing him onto it haphazardly he climbs on and they Ride Into the Night

Peter's recollection of their meeting swims in his head as he puts the finishing touches on his darling Spirits new physical form, The life-sized owl doll version of James Craddock was cold under his coat of false feathers, but that was fun Peter had enough warm fur for the both of them
taking Claude hand he pulls the host item into a waltz as as he Ventures over to his lovely husbands glass resting place,Lifting the lid he places one of the ghost's hands onto his new, the spirit drifts leisurely into its new Earthly vessel and blinks its eyes as those glass or shine with given life
beak and muzzle lock in a kiss as king Peter Blackwing has his first real dance with his lovely new owl spouse
and the future shined bright like the sequins on James's Victorian dress,And the Paw Print on his shoulder rested like a wedding ring on a finger
the end