Chapter 1 Scene 2: Formality

Alvi: They are causing a lot of trouble.

Alvi stands up from his place and leaves the balcony edge.

Light pools into his hands and carefully he strides out to the field side of the building.

One foot braced up on the railing he looks out at the far forest build from the edge of the school building. The south western winds carry his blonde hair.

Denny: Ya don't plan on jumping Alvi? Cause dat isn't cool dude.

Alvi: You're right, I didn't plan on jumping. But I will now that you are here.

Denny's eyes widen and they rush towards Alvi.

Denny: Alvi where did you go!

Alvi flutters above Denny's head with his elven wings and heads somewhere else to manage his thoughts.

On the field where forest dwelling myths train, Alvi finds himself in a field of flowers.

Pixies fly out from the ground from where he walks chasing after him.

The Pixies: Prince Oswald, Prince Oswald, do you come to dance? To use your time here with us?

The small beings were shooed away with a lazy fanning of Alvi's hands.

Alvi: Don't call me that.

The pixies frowned and follow after the young man.

The Pixies: Alvi, why does the one reject acceptance of the title? As if thou isn't aware, herr?

The pixies fly faster to keep up with Alvi walking faster.

Alvi: Why should I accept it? Everyone just gives me everything. What did I do to deserve it?

The pixies gasp.

The Pixies: You were born. Your whole life was made to rule.

Alvi: Then what about my cousin? I know nothing about the royal order of Netherlands.

Green Pixie: What of your aunt or your cousin? He who may be first in line is but a member of the lower duchy. You is a prince and a duke with an already high station. Blessed by the queen herself she loves you very much. So much more. Everyone knows this.

The small green pixie pulls their hands close to their face in an expression of adornment.

Green Pixie: Your ability and blood is very good, very good for society. Mhm mhm. Such a kind herre to represent the country. Even if not a king, your status in society will be called to if your cousin can't take the throne after.

The smaller fae nod and look at each other in agreement.

Yellow Pixie: Yeah, your cousin is so mean looking and his mother already has a court case.

Pink Pixie: That is why you are more likely to take the throne... Your highness? Where did he go?

Yellow Pixie: I don't know.

Green Pixie: Purple you were supposed to be watching!

Purple Pixie: Sorry, I got distracted, Alvi pointed to this really cool flower.

The other pixies shake their heads in disappointment.

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Alvi continues forward.

Alvi: So nerve wrecking.

He frowns at his blush splotched face in the mirror. 

Alvi: I shouldn't let that get to me. Hold yourself together Alvi!

He claps his cheeks and splashes his face with cold water.

Denny: Found ya. You know it's kinda rude to ditch your friend like that on the balcony and making them think ya straight up died, but it's cool. Those things actually work? I just thought they were for decoration like your second pair of ears. They look too delicate to carry you.

Denny says flapping their arms. They enter the bathroom and put their skateboard on their back.

Alvi: Of course they work. I can fan them all I want. Also sorry about scaring you.

Denny chuckles.

Denny: Allz fine, Ozzy.

Denny fluffs Alvi's head.

Alvi: You're unbearable.

Denny: And you're tall as heck, but you still love me cuz I am like, the best big sib you never had.

Denny boops Alvi's nose. Alvi holds his nose.

Denny: Anyways did you actually hear the details of Loki's newest form of trouble making?

Alvi: No. New? And I thought that they couldn't come up with anything else after they blew up the toilets with Nokas phones.

Denny: Haha, yeah I remember that one. The janitors were this close to ripping Marlais' wind pipes out. 

Denny holds up their fingers where their first finger and thumb were so close to touching.

Recall

Denny: My mum woulda beat me if I pulled this.

Denny looks up at the wall where a pronged god-like figure is painted on it. Denny barely dodges a chicken that was chasing after a student.

Denny: Zuriel. You seeing this?

Zuriel: Doing a bit more than seeing.

She looks down at her watch.

Zuriel: Dear Heavenly Father, please give me the patience to amend the chaos.

Zuriel shifts into an unfathomable form.

Denny: What the—

Between the chickens covered in honey and the distressed screaming of children who don't want to wash their uniforms again. Zuriel grabs the air and sets things right as the chickens pass.

Students are picked up and pushed into classrooms and Zuriel uses magic to hold the chickens in place. 

She floats over the mess of feathers and honey left on the ground and yells out:

Zuriel: Attention students please take a seat outside the building or in one of the safe classrooms follow the least honey covered area.

With a mutter Zuriel adds:

Zuriel: Never thought I would utter such words.

Denny: So who did this again?

Denny snaps pictures and saves them to the file.

Zuriel: Marlais.

Zuriel growls angrily and floats trying to clean up.

Zuriel hands Denny a mop.

Denny: All of this and for what?

Denny begins to mop until all of a sudden a gust of wind pushes them back against the wall. A horned individual tears down the hall so fast that they were unable to even hear them coming.

Denny looks to the side and sees everyone is plastered against the wall as well.

Denny: That is definitely Loki.

Zuriel: I might be a little late.

Recall end

Alvi: Wait, that was why Zuri was late?

Denny: Yep. Zuriel had ta change her uniform, leaving me ta pick up the slack and evacuate people so that the janitors could clean it up. Hence why I was also late.

Denny tilts their hat and spins around. Their eyes widen. They whisper:

Denny: Crud, hide!

They drag Alvi into the bathroom stall and peak out. Alvi whispers back:

Alvi: Why?

Denny smiles villainously.

Denny: Look, Loki's here.

Alvi: Wha—

Denny places their hands over their mouth and points to the door.

A flustered Alvi peers out through the crack.

Denny: It isn't every day ya get to see your crush like this it must be a sign.

Denny opens the door letting Alvi fall out.

Alvi: Wait! Wai—

Alvi looks up to the person now looking down at him from his stumbled position. He takes his hands off of his knees and straightens his body.

Alvi: Marlais! What a surprise seeing you here!

Alvi chuckles nervously and begins to freeze up.

Afina: You look sick, maybe go to the nurse.

Afina then leaves and Alvi sighs.

Alvi: Agh! Dang it!

Denny opens the door.

Denny: Tha's rough bud. Better luck next time.

Denny pats Alvi's back as he pouts.

Alvi: I'm so stupid. 

Denny: No you're not. You did your best little bro. And even if your best is stammerin' in front of your crush, I am still proud you tried to talk to them.

Alvi wails into Denny's shoulder.

Denny: There there Alvi.

Alvi: Can we go back to our dorm?

Denny: Yeah, o' course.