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**Mmkay guys! This is my first Pokemon fic so... Yeah... Also, SPREAD THE WORD! STEVEN NEEDS MORE RECOGNITION!!!**
"Whoops! Sorry!" You say as you dash through the busy streets of the market, you bumped into a few people. In your hands was a basket full of bread that was meant for the prince. You worked for the castle, and you have just realized how late you were. suddenly, you tripped on something causing the bread to fly out of the basket, luckily, someone caught it and helped you up.
"Are you okay?" The voice asks. You look up to see a man with ruby eyes. You nod as you take his hand. "Here, this is yours," He says as he hands you the bread.
"Thank you! Oh, where are my manners... My name is (Full Name)," You say to him. He smiles and responds.
"Ruby, you can call me that."
"Well then, thank you, Ruby."
"Sure, you just do what you have to do!" He says as he walks off, waving to you. You wave back. Suddenly, the bell tower chimes, reminding you of how late you were.
You quickly knock on the door. The marble entrance seemed to loom over you. The head maid opened the door. Her kind face replaced by a furious one.
"(Last Name)! Where have you been?!" She screeched. You cringed a little.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Karen! It was a pure accident, I swear!" You explained. You told her about the market and how crowded it was. Ms. Karen sighed.
"It's okay, you just have to go apologize to the prince for being so late."
"Yes ma'am!" You say as you run in past her. Behind you, Ms. Karen sighs yet again.
"That child is always getting into trouble..."
You pant as you finally reach the Prince's room. You take a deep breath before gathering the courage to knock on the door. Suddenly, as you were about to knock, the door opened, revealing the said prince.
"You're late again, (Last Name)," He says cooly. You freeze. You stare up into his steel blue eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Young Master! It won't-" You were cut off when he rubbed your head. You began to blush madly.
"Don't worry about it, just don't do it again." He says. You look up. Then nod happily.
"Thank you, Young Master!" You say happily. You were about to run off, until he stopped you. You look back. "Yes?"
"Steven, you can just call me Steven."
"Are you okay?" The voice asks. You look up to see a man with ruby eyes. You nod as you take his hand. "Here, this is yours," He says as he hands you the bread.
"Thank you! Oh, where are my manners... My name is (Full Name)," You say to him. He smiles and responds.
"Ruby, you can call me that."
"Well then, thank you, Ruby."
"Sure, you just do what you have to do!" He says as he walks off, waving to you. You wave back. Suddenly, the bell tower chimes, reminding you of how late you were.
You quickly knock on the door. The marble entrance seemed to loom over you. The head maid opened the door. Her kind face replaced by a furious one.
"(Last Name)! Where have you been?!" She screeched. You cringed a little.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Karen! It was a pure accident, I swear!" You explained. You told her about the market and how crowded it was. Ms. Karen sighed.
"It's okay, you just have to go apologize to the prince for being so late."
"Yes ma'am!" You say as you run in past her. Behind you, Ms. Karen sighs yet again.
"That child is always getting into trouble..."
You pant as you finally reach the Prince's room. You take a deep breath before gathering the courage to knock on the door. Suddenly, as you were about to knock, the door opened, revealing the said prince.
"You're late again, (Last Name)," He says cooly. You freeze. You stare up into his steel blue eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Young Master! It won't-" You were cut off when he rubbed your head. You began to blush madly.
"Don't worry about it, just don't do it again." He says. You look up. Then nod happily.
"Thank you, Young Master!" You say happily. You were about to run off, until he stopped you. You look back. "Yes?"
"Steven, you can just call me Steven."
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Honestly I can imagine Steven being a prince