Abandoned by his (human) parents at about four or five
Sort of just bounced/hung around the forest; got adopted by squirrels!
Eventually was found by a faery woman, who ended up adopting him as her own
(Let him take a couple of his squirrels and he was still basically allowed to go back and play with all the others whenever he wanted to)
He was, essentially, given a blessing(?) by the fae that sort of (in a way) turned him part-fae himself (and gave him an actual connection to both nature and the squirrels that decided to take him)
He doesn’t talk about his time with the fae much now that he’s with the other egos; partly for a fear of not being believed
His adopted-faery-mother gave him an actual (fae) name, but she cautioned him never to tell it to anyone unless he absolutely, wholly trusts them
(As such, the only one who knows that name would be Eric)
He very much prefers to be outside, rather than inside — being inside, he gets incredibly fidgety and anxious; the fluorescent lights tend to upset him, and he very much prefers to just be outside (he’s also barefoot a lot and feels far safer when he’s touching the grass/ground)
He’s incredibly reverent and protective of nature; you won’t ever catch him harming or speaking negatively of it
Catching up on the days Ive missed of @writeblrs Peter Pan prompts..
Genre: Fluff
Words: 735
Fandom: Markiplier
Characters: Eric Derekson, King of the Squirrels (Fae!King)
Relationship: Eric Derekson/King of the Squirrels (Could be taken as platonic or romantic)
Warnings: None
“C’mon, Eric! It’s not that much farther from here!”
King’s laughter echoed through the forest as he lead the shorter ego through the trees and foliage, obviously walking with a purpose.
Eric, on the other hand, was nervous and stumbling a bit as he walked, wringing his handkerchief in his hands. He wasn’t exactly sure where King was taking him.. he just.. had to trust that the older knew where they were going!
..Well. Older. Only physically, really; King may be, physically, twenty-three, but if Eric remembered properly, Dark had actually pegged him to be closer to thirteen — not that anyone could blame him! It’s not as if its easy to develop and learn properly when you’re all alone like that..
“Eric! You listening?”
He jumps harshly, a small gasp leaving him as he stops in his tracks to look up at King. “U-Um.. y-yeah! I’m l-list-tening!”
King went quiet for a moment, obviously not really believing that before he just seems to shrug it off, a bit of a strange glint in his eyes as he nods. “Well.. w-we’re almost there! Not too long now!” He says brightly, closing his eyes before he turns ahead.
“O-Oh?” Eric squeaks a bit, rubbing his arm nervously as he moves up to walk next to King; more just to keep himself from getting lost, rather than anything else.
King just nods again, grinning down at Eric for a moment before he looks forward again.
They both walked in silence for a few minutes longer until King stops, holding one arm out to stop Eric — a soft yelp leaving the other when he ran into King’s arm.
Eric looks up at him for a moment, seeming confused before King just waves ahead. “Look!”
He hesitates a bit, nodding slowly before he, indeed, turns his gaze ahead; his expression quickly turning to one of sheer.. amazement.
The area in front of them was.. nothing short of beautiful, honestly.
It was a fairly large clearing in the trees, with a small hill; carrying a river that feeds into a pond in the middle of it, surrounded by flowers and bushes, a few rocks and small logs here and there and sunlight streaming through the few trees that were there.
Honestly, it looked like something out of a fairytale.
King seems to smile proudly as he goes into the clearing, turning on his heels to face Eric.
The latter stayed still for a few moments before he finally follows him, the smallest hint of a smile on his face as he looks up at King. “What’s this..?”
King just seems to smile wider at that, the shine in his eyes only growing more prominent. “Just a lil’ spot I like to hang out! And where our little adventure led!” He says happily, a bright giggle leaving him before he goes over to the edge of the pond; barely a moment of hesitation crossing him before he sits down, letting his bare feet rest in the water as he kicks absently.
Eric smiles a little more himself, adjusting his glasses as he felt his face turn a little red. After a bit, he follows King over, sitting down a few inches away and crossing his legs as he looks down at the water.
It looked.. honestly clearer than any water he’d ever seen, small bits of plants growing in the dirt; and he swore he saw a few small fish under the surface of the water..!
“T-This is.. really.. r-really.. pr— pretty, K-King..” He says softly, a little bit of confusion crossing him when there’s no reply.
“..King?”
Still no reply. Was he okay..?
“King?”
Eric huffs a bit when he’s still met with silence, looking up to see what in the world King was doing.
Though, he stops very quickly; King was simply.. sitting there. Almost basking in the sunlight.
He was leaned back a little on his hands, still absently kicking his feet in the water, with his face tilted up towards the sky and eyes closed.
He almost looked blissful, focused on nothing more besides the nature around him; and Eric swore that, when King moved just a certain way, he could almost see sunlight catch on what he could only make out to be wings, fluttering lightly on his back and sparkling slightly in the sunlight.
