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Long, long ago, there was a troubled prince. He went by the name of Grian, and by only his closest friend, he was Grain. He was living the high life, he had butlers and maids and whatnot to make him food, clean his room, the castle, and even was given any animal he wanted.
Prince Grian has two parrots; one named Professor Squawk and one names Pesky Bird. He also had two cats; Egyption Maus, a brown male named Maui and a pearlescent white named Pearl. And yes, he loved his pets very much, he had to court someone and soon, or else his fathers would make him court someone he doesn’t even know!
Although, he was very smart and he decided he’d simply host a masquerade with everyone from multiple different kingdoms invited — common people and royalty — and whoever he felt the most attracted to, he’d court. But oh boy, it was so much more complicated than that. He had to choose every. Single. Thing. That was gonna occur at that masquerade, the rules, decide the foods, how many people was too many people to invite, but he luckily didn’t have to look for a dance hall, as his castle that he lived in already had one.
His dads were perfectly fine with that plan, they just wanted Grian to court someone so they wouldn’t have to do it for him like he was a child.
There was the Kingdom of the Moon; their people were often nocturnal creature hybrids, the king was a moth hybrid, and so was the queen and princess, whom was named Pearlescentmoon. Then there was the Kingdom of the End, their kingdom was ruled previously by Ender Dragon hybrids, but was then overthrown by Endermen hybrids, and now a few hundred years down the line, the king was an albino enderman and the queen a normal one, they had a Prince named Mumbo Jumbo. The Kingdom of Flames, a kingdom camped in the Nether, as it was home to all the Netherbones, the royal family consisting of only piglin hybrids. The Kingdom of the Eye, which was mainly just a bunch of mob hybrids such as skeletons, zombies, slimes, that kind of thing, they were odd though, since Grian couldn’t find an official royal family or anything no matter how many books he looked through or people he asked about them. Then there was the Kingdom of the Sun — Grian’s kingdom —, one of his dads are a dark blue parrot hybrid and the other is a scarlet macaw hybrid, and it’s mainly just avians and occasional cat hybrids, and his best friend was a canary hybrid named Jimmy, he just might’ve had the very slightest crush on.
Now that he planned the entire masquerade, he made sure to send out invitations along with the rules if someone were to come — simple things like they must wear a mask that covers at least 1/3 of their face, cannot be just royals, and just don’t be a jerk.
He soon got a knock on his door during his studys, “yes?” He called, “may I come in?” Asked the familiar voice of his butler, “sure, the door isn’t locked” he answered and the butler came right in. “The kingdoms have agreed to come to this masquerade.” Grian lit up at this, this was perfect! They all agreed to come! His wings flapped a few times, “thank you for this information, and if it’s all, you can go now.” He said excitedly, not particularly caring if he sounded 100% proper and royal right now. Then with that, his butler left.
Timeskip to the time of the masquerade! :D
Grian was getting ready in his room on the first night of his masquerade, and to keep it secret on how he was, his dads were addressing everyone who came in and explaining things once they were all there. Grian watched as chariot after chariot arrived with masked folks inside, some had even just flown or walked over if they lived in his kingdom.
Grian was wearing a light purple suit with a darker purple bow (I know it’s vague, but sound familiar my fellow Tulip Husbands?) and a simple red mask with golden spirals and embedded rubies along the holes for him to see through.
He sneakily walked out and blended right into the crowd, he was gonna go talk to whoever looked the most interesting out of all of the people here, and he quickly found a tall, slim man with purple particles dancing around him and a deep purple suit with a lighter colored bow, what a coincidence, and with a black cat mask with yellow diamonds surrounding the eyes, and garnets embedded in his jewelry, Grian assumed he was an enderman hybrid.
He approached the man who quickly seemed to take notice of him coming over, as he waved and Grian waved back, “hello” Grian greeted politely. “Hey, you and I have swapped around outfits” the taller said cheerfully and quite casually, “we do!” The parrot hybrid replied, quickly becoming relaxed around this man simply because he was so relaxed with him, it was a bit of a bird thing to do for someone to copy the mood of someone else simply out of some instinct.
They talked for a while and soon some others came up to them; a moth hybrid, what Grian assumed was a slime hybrid, who Grian could tell was Jimmy, and a netherborne. Grian started using the alias of “Pesky Bird” as it was his parrot’s name, the enderman hybrid started using “Scramble” as his nickname, the moth started using “Jowl”, the slime hybrid started using “Goopy” as his alias, Jimmy started using “Solidarity” as his, and the netherborne used “Redstone” as his for whatever reason.
Grian soon found out the reason Redstone used that as his alias was because he really liked messing around making redstone contraptions whenever he had the redstone to do so.
The more they talked, the more they grew on each other and soon they all decided they wanted to dance, but the music playing was just classical and not saying anything, which was too plain for them. So they went and put in a different song to play. Grian with Goopy, Scramble with Solidarity since they were about the same height, and Jowl with Redstone, who was a few inches taller than Jowl.
;Ah yes,
Ah, looky here, looky here, oh what do we have?
Another pretty thing, ready for me to grab,
But little does she that that I’m a wolf in sheep’s clothing,
‘Cause at the end of the night, it’ll be here that I’m holding.
I love you so, (hey!)
That’s what you’ll say,
You’ll tell me “baby, baby, please don’t go away!”
But when I play, I never stay.
So every girl that I meet, yeah, this is what I say—;
“RUN, RUN, RUNAWAY RUNAWAY BABY BEFORE I PUT MY SPELL ON YOUUUUU!” Grian sang with the song, dancing around with his new friends and one old friend and having fun. “You better get, get, get away, get away darling, ‘cause everything you heard is trueeee!” Jimmy joined in, and now they were singing together, but it was clear the others didn’t know this song.
And so the song went on, they all danced together and ran around like kids, but what could they say? They were enjoying themselves.
“Hey, I’ll be right back, you guys want anything to drink?” He asked, Scramble said he didn’t usually drink, but would love a glass of red wine tonight, Jowl simply wanted a small glass of tequila which Grian wasn’t gonna question, and the others also went with simple wine, with Solidarity warning them that he very much will be ending up drunk by the end of the night, as he is the very antonym of heavy weight when it came to how much was needed to get him drunk, with Jowl being the complete contrast of that.
Grian went to go tell his dads about the others and how even though he wanted to court them, he wanted this masquerade that he worked hard to plan to continue until the end, which his dads didn’t really feel the need to ask about. But he was told to tell about them, and then lectured on how he couldn’t court nor marry any common folk, as it was ‘untraditional’ and ‘not kingly’. He could tell that all of them with the maybe exception of Scramble were common folk, as their outfits weren’t nearly as fancy nor did they wear gems, a common sign of high status in a kingdom.
Alright, well this suddenly became a forbidden love type thing. Finished up what he was talking about with his dads and went to get all the drinks for his group and getting himself some red wine, too, then handing them their respective drinks when he got back over to the group.
Then Jimmy started saying some funny shit when drunk.
Like at one point, Slime had said, “well, people do say that I have a very unique way of lighting up the room!” And in response, drunk Jimmy had said, “it’s called arson, and those people were witnesses” and started laughing, everyone else in the group doing the same because of simply how uncalled for that was.
“If your leg gets cut off, where would you feel the pain?” Solidarity asked while once again drunk, and everyone looked at him like he was stupid, “in your leg-“ Redstone said, but was quickly cut off by a kinda drunk Jowl, “no wait, because he has a point.” He said, but Scramble and Grian just sat back and watched, “because how are you gonna feel the pain in your leg, if your is gone?” Half drunk Joel and completely-out-of-it-drunk Solidarity asked in unison. They all knew that they wouldn’t be able to prove them wrong while they’re drunk, as they wouldn’t accept it, so they just laughed and decided they could bring this up some other time.
Soon the clock struck 1 am and it was time for everyone to go, the masquerade started at 8 pm, but 5 hours passes much too quickly. Everyone then left, and Grian insisted that he could take Solidarity back to his house, not mentioning that they had already been friends for a while and that’s why he could, but everyone was too tired or drunk to question it. Once people left, Grian went and returned Jimmy back to his home, went back to his home, and then immediately changed into pajamas, flopped down onto his bed, and fell asleep. What a night.