Panting, I bent over, my mask fell off and my hood was down.

“Look what you did!” The lizard yelled grabbing my shirt angrily.

“Y-your s-soup w-was g-good” I said in shame.

She loosened her grip slightly and her hazel eyes softened. Dante pushed the girl off me.

“It was?” She asked trying to act semi-interested. I nodded. She scoffed.

“You’d say that, you’ve probably never had anything elegant in your life you little scoundrel” she hissed. I would have argued other but I was too tired.

“Now what Sly?” Fyn asked. She shrugged, tears almost escaping.

“Y-your u-upset about s-soup? I m-mean no o-offense, b-but c-couldn’t you m-make m-more?” I asked

“You don’t get it do you?” She growled, “that competition was our ticket to finally opening…” she stopped talking and turned angrily. “Forget it, you wouldn’t understand.” She said solemnly.

“Come on Billie, we should go” Dante said.

“Wait? Billie? Now that I think of it you look familiar.” Fyn said. I scanned the ground for my mask while covering my head and eyes with my hood. Dante grabbed my arm protectively. It made a shiver run up my spine.

“That’s right, your the murderer prince” Slyder said, crossing her arms.

“Say that again” Dante said getting in Slyder’s face. I pushed them away from each other.

“It w-was an a-accident” I said. She smirked looking me up and down in distaste.

“Here’s a thought, you want to become king right? What if we helped you and you help us get a restaurant?” Fyn asked.

“W-woah, woah-h, I d-don’t w-want to be-c-come k-king at a-all! W-why can’t y-you j-just get a rest-restaurant on y-your own?” I asked. She scoffed.

“You really don’t know anything little prince. No one likes nomads, they think they’ve dangerous or thieves! When they just don’t want to be tied down. And on top of that I’m a beast-hybrid.”

“I d-don’t see a p-problem with a-anything you j-j-just said-said.” I said. She chuckled.

“That’s why you should be king” she mumbled. “Fynnie’s right, we have connections we could help you become king. I’m return you help us. If you think about it, it’s an awful deal for us but it’s worth it.”

“Y-your not l-listening, I d-don’t want to be k-king!” I said.

“Don’t you care about the kingdom, clean up the mess you made! The kingdoms in shackles because of you.” Sly yelled at me. Dante looked pissed.

“I’m not s-suitable for-for t-that r-role, what do y-you c-care about the k-kingdom all you c-care about is w-winning a s-stupid comp-competition!” I yelled.

“At least I’m not a murderer!” She hissed. Storming off dragging Fyn with her.

(Slyder)

“Come on, I’m not giving up yet.” I said.

“We’ll what do you propose we do?”

“We’ll take those kids, he doesn’t want to be king? I’ll force him to be”

“That may work against us”

“He’s just a kid it’ll be fine”

Seems like a lot just for a restaurant Sly”

“It’s not just the restaurant Fyn, I just want to live life without being chased every second for doing things I didn’t do”

“But we did take those groceries”

“I was going to buy that” I said. “I’m tired of being treated like this. Come on”

“Great on top of being thieves well also become kidnappers” Fyn mumbled. “I don’t know about that human boy, he’s as good as those guards with a sword, perhaps better”

“We’ll catch ‘em off guard” I said deviously. Fyn sighed.

“Your gonna get us killed” he whispered.

(Dante)

I watched silently as Billie rubbed his face, he was still pissed, who wouldn’t be? The fire crackled sending sparks into the darkening sky. I was tired, angry, and in pain from a large burn mark on my back. It was recent. I was just glad Billie didn’t quite know what happened. I sighed, how where we going to get out of this. I doubt that the Royal pain my ass Mortimer would let me reason with him. I knew Billie didn’t want to be king but I had to follow the Queens wishes. I wondered if I’d be able to find that giant and lizard again. They said they had connections, I wondered if they were even telling the truth. I looked back at Billie, he was falling asleep sitting down. I smiled. Then quickly shook my head hoping the pitter patter would go away. But it never did.