"Jaaaaaaar! Jar!" a small brunette waved one arm to get the other's attention. He wore nothing but an oversized shirt, sleeve flopping as he waved, and one side falling off his shoulder, and an equally oversized scarf, which covered his entire face, except his eyes and anything above, making his calls a bit muffled. Jumping up and down, the six-year-old continued to wave.
Luckily the small prince had found fitting clothes. It was rather lucky his mother insisted on keeping them for all these years as mementos. The calls of the young boy caught his attention, and he instantly grinned. “Gaaaaaaaarr!” He turned around, waving right back. He quickly ran over to him, his grin seeming to grow wider. “I thought I lost you, Gar! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” He paused, licking the area in which one of his teeth had fallen out. “I thought you got in trouble or something.”