"Tommy, Tommy. Where are you?" I shout I know my four year old brother's good at the hiding part of hind and seek. But today he is off the level I have the whole castle staff looking for him. And I've already lost two of them the traps Tommy set up everywhere, I didn't even know he knew how to set up traps, this kid is constantly surprising me.
As I'm walking through the grand hall my eyes gaze upon a velvet painting hung high above my throne. The painting was of the former king and queen and next to them a younger me, I was eighteenth when that picture was painted and…my twin brother had just been diagnosed with cancer. He died shortly after it was finished, and Tommy was still an infant when it all happened wrapped up in my late mothers arms. I say "late" because she passed on two weeks after Technos death…Then soon after my father left for me and Tommy to deal on our own, I was crowned king now that I was the only suitable heir to the throne and I proved that I don't need my father to get by in this world.
As my past memories try to creep back into my head I quickly swat them away I don't need distractions.
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It has officially been twenty four hours since Tommy hid and we still haven't found him, so my only choice is to resort to what probably made him hide in the first place.
"Tommy….If you come out I'll let you try to eat a Dimond" And saying it out loud isn't any better than it is in my head. But it seemed to work because a few seconds later a creaking noice came from the stone floor a few feet away from me and sure enough Tommy's fluffy blond hair poped out.
"Heyyyyyy Boss Man" I say
Tommy gives me a hard cold glare and says "Show me the Dimond." Our kingdom recently got a large Dimond import from the kingdom of Mining so we had a few to spare.
And to my utter surprise Tommy eats through the whole thing with his bear teeth! Why would I even let him do that I'm a sh!t brother, but just as I think that a butler approaches me and whispers in my ear…
"Don't worry, it's only cake"
I could not be more thankful ever in my life then I am now, as I look back to Tommy in his chair he looks so tired he might actually stay asleep for days so I pick him up, thank the maids and the butler and take him to his room I slip him into bed and start to sneak off silently. But Tommy catches me in the act-
"Wilbur" He says "Can you play your song?" I hesitate, I haven't played the guitar in four years ever since Techno died- No I'm not going to think like that, so I walk to the corner of Tommy's room and pick a my old guitar that lay there unused and untouched, though it was covered in spider webs and dust I start to play it nonetheless.
The sound of my fingers strumming the strings making a melody so calm and soft traveled through the air like a wave covering every corner in the joy and loving memory of this well beloved song. And soon the entire castle has gone quite…