A Tango Tale

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TW: Talk of dying, angst

3rd Person POV

Tango lights a fire as Grian sits on the bed.

"So, what kind of story is this?"

"A story I was told as a kid."

"Oooo interesting."

Tango smiles, sitting on the bed next to the parrot.

"Sit back and relax as I tell you a tale of the past."

"Dramatic much?"

"Oh, shush it, just lay down and listen."

Grian smiles, laying down.


A blonde boy stares at the lava falling from the ceiling, a Ghast crying in the distance. 

"⏁⏃⋏☌⍜?"

"Coming."

The boy gets up, going inside the giant castle.

"There you are, young master Alastair is looking for you."

"Why?"

"I'm not sure, shall we go, see?" 

The Enderman leads the boy into the throne room, two kids just a little younger than him talking.

"There you are, we've been looking for you."

The blaze hybrid bows to the two, "How can I help?"

"How many times do we have to tell you not to do that." The youngest pulls the boy up.

"I don't think your father would like to see the sign of disrespect."

"You're our friend and Alastair said they would talk to him if there's a problem."

"Did you two need me for something?"

"George and I were wondering if you'd like to join us on our trip to the Overworld today."

"...Really?"

"Yes! Al said you've never been, and I thought today would be a great day."

"I would love to."

"Perfect, Al will help you get ready while I pack our supply bags."

The boy follows the older of the siblings upstairs, looking out the windows as they pass.

"How are you today?"

"Fine, how are you?"

"I'm good, excited to go see Foolish again, it's been a few weeks since I've seen him."

"Is he the one George always mentions when teasing you?"

"Yes, he is."

"I see."

Alastair throws some clothes at the blonde, "Get changed and meet me in the hall, ok?"

"Alright."

The door closes and the boy changes into the outfit. Just a simple shirt and pants, nothing special about it but it was nicer than his other outfit. He walks out of the room, putting his satchel on as he leaves.

"Don't you look good all cleaned up."

"Does my hair look ok?"

"You look fine, you ready to go?"

"Yep."

The two walk downstairs, meeting George at the door.

"There you two are, are you ready?"

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