[they both rode the carriage, following Brad's directions, n soon arrived at the outside of a pretty fancy medieval castle]
Peepers: Wow, u definitely missed ur calling
Brad: ^^;; Yup.
Peepers: Lets go then [did his usual arm raise]
Brad: (carries him and walks towards the castle, taking notice of familiar flying dragons above them) They're breeding Doom Dragons now?
Peepers: Doom Dragons? [looked up to see them] Woah... I've seen some mostly from afar bt not that close :O
Brad: Guess Grandpapa's still doing his creature training nowadays, he'll train just about any species.
Peepers: Yikes, I hope he doesn't plan on "training" me... (worry)
Brad: (shake) Nah, I doubt it.
Guards: [stopped them] Halt! Who goes there? State ur business
Peepers: Ugh, why does this feel so familiar? |-( [reminded of the guards at Demurra's plc]
Brad: I am Brad, Brad Starlight. And this my partner, Peepers. I want to see if-
Guards: Brad Starlight? Tht's impossible. Brad Starlight is dead
Brad: :o Huh? (found this hard to believe...)
Peepers: Umm, hello? He's standing right here in front of u. This is Brad Starlight, ur prince of Planet Starbright?
Guards: Not possible. Our prince is his cousin Chad Starlight. Brad Starlight had been sent to exile n condemned to death. Nice try, impostor
Brad: Is there at least some way I can prove who I really am to you? (Worry)
Guards: [looked up n dwn at him, then gestured at the headpiece he was wearing] Hand us tht one, tht is the royal sigil of this family. We'll show it to our King n we'll see if ur who u say u are
Brad: :O (removed his headpiece, handing it to them)
Guards: [takes the headpiece, jerked their heads to gesture them to follow before leading the way]
Peepers: :^) Weird
Brad: ^^;; Yup. (followed the guards)
[the couple was led to the foyer, told to stay before they entered to the throne room, closing the door behind them]
Peepers: This is getting reli old |-(
Brad: (think)
How does Chad look like in the cartoon?))
[5 mins later, they were called inside]
Peepers: [sat tight on Brad's shoulders, preparing himself for any surprises]
Brad: (kept a hold on him)
[the moment they entered, they were almost glomped by a flamboyant woman dressed in bright red n black with heaps of frills n a huge headress with a tiny tiara on it]
Grandma: Ooh, Bradley!! My little Bradley!! Ur alive!! ;(
Brad: Oof! (sees who it was) ... :( Grandmama... (hugged her back)
Grandma: The moment I saw the headpiece, I knew it belonged to u. I knew I did the right thing to put it on u wen u were exiled... ;(
[A sound of clearing the throat was heard, n they were faced with an old man tht looked like a very royal-looking version of Brad, n a nerdy-looking boy who looks a little awkward in royal clothes, like it didn't suit him]
Peepers: (thinks: Who's the nerd?)
Brad: (sees him) ...Grandpapa...
Grandpa: ...Welcome home, grandson.
Brad: (sees the other boy) Hey, Chad...
Chad: :O Cuz?
Peepers: [mumbled] That's Chad?
Grandma: [sees Peepers] N who's this cute fellow? [sees his baby bump n put two n two together] :O U brought home a bride?? N she's carrying ur baby?? Oh, Brad! I'm so happy :D [picks Peepers up n hugs him] She's adorable~~ (hearteyes)
Brad: ^^;; Actually, Grandmama... Peepers is a boy.
Grandpa: :O Huh?
Chad: :O Eh?
Peepers: Eheh... Hi! Peepers the Watchdog, nice to meet u ^^;; [his voice showing who he is]
Grandma: :O Oh my...
Brad: It's, a long story. :$ But you guys did keep making me deny I was even the slightest bit Bi cause you found it as a 'sickness'. :|
Grandpa: (think)
Grandma: Oh no... U don't reli think we exiled u for tht, do u, sweetie?
Grandpa: ...That's exactly one of the reasons u were exiled
Grandpa: Hiram! Pls!
Grandpa: Why bother to hide? He's clearly too stupid to even realize that he was exiled, unwanted, left for dead!
Peepers: Hey! Don't u call my husband stupid! >:C
Brad: See? You still think this after all this time? :| To think you've even changed, Grandpapa.
Chad: Aw, he gets a partner while I can't even get one girlfriend? >_<
Grandpa: U will once ur of age to be engaged to a bride of our choosing. N u, Brad, don't get smart with me. Men don't marry men, tht is the law of nature, n tht is how our family rolls
Grandma: Hiram, his bride can hv children, can't u see? He's carrying our future great grandchild. Don't tht make an exception?
Grandpa: I don't care if this freak here can breed like space rabbits! It's either a female bride or none at all. It's wat we hv been doing for generations, n I'm not abt to let u change tht just bcoz of some infatuation!
Brad: (draws his sword and aims it at his grandfather)
Chad: :O Whoa!
Brad: Don't. Ever. Talk bullshit about my Princess, EVER.
Grandpa: [stomped his staff he was holding n it started sparking with electricity n plasma n went in defense mode] Finally, ur acting like a man, even if it's to defend the freak bride of urs
Grandma: Hiram, pls! Brad came bk to us! Don't do this! He's ur grandson too!
Grandpa: No grandson of mine comes home with a commoner, n a freak male at tht! Don't think ur off the hook too, Verona, for giving him our family sigil headpiece. He doesn't deserve it, after wat ur daughter, the mother of ur so-called grandson, did to this family!
Brad: ...What did happen to Mom? And Dad for that matter?
Grandma: Brad, it's... It's not wat u think...
Grandpa: Don't coddle him, Verona. We've been hiding the truth from him long enough. Ur just like ur mother, boy, rebellious n irresponsible! It's a wonder the Moonbrights r still even friends with us!
Peepers: Stop beating abt the bush, old man, n tell us!
Grandpa: Shut up, freak! This doesn't concern u! [smacks Peepers' face, making him fall off Brad's grandma's hands]
Peepers: (doh) Aagghh!! [hit the floor with a loud thud]
Brad: :O Peepers! (goes over to him) ... (glared deadly at the older man)
Chad: Gr-Grandpapa... You could've caused a miscarry when you-
Grandma: :O Hiram! [goes to Peepers as well]
Grandpa: Shut it, Chad. If u want to be King n keep ur throne, u hv to be tough, not wishy-washy over ppl the likes of him!
Peepers: I'm fine... I'm fine... [stands up shakily n glared defiantly at the old man as well]
Brad: :( Princess... (held him)
Chad: ...You know what? :| Better to be wishy washy then a heartless bastard like yourself, Old Man! (went over to Brad)
Grandpa: A family of losers! Losers! All of u!! (angry) [activated his staff n it blazed thru the room]
Grandma: [runs to hold him bk] Pls, Brad! Go! I'll hold him bk! Go!!
Brad: :( (picked up Peepers and ran for it)
Chad: :O
[a loud bellow echoed thru the castle as the couple made a run for it, n once they were out of the castle, they grabbed the nearest carriage n drove off to the furthest place the carriage driver can take them]
Brad: (phew) ... :(
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