wherever you may, you're always stuck with me! | blarg/matt + smii7y !
platonic pairing | royalty au | two by two - sofia the first
Being a royal was.. something.
Being a royal “twin” was something entirely different to Smii7y and Blarg. Not exactly twins, but they acted that way.
Currently, some stupid.. Wizard or whatever title the village gave this person, had turned Matt’s twin to a child. Strange, right? But wizards were strange.
The stupid song Smii7y would sing to Matt would surely catch the white-haired boy’s attention, right? God, Matt couldn’t believe he was doing this shit.
He wasn’t a singer in the slightest as he ran a hand through his hair, his voice partially echoing the hallways as he began to search for his “twin brother”.
Smii7y was younger than Blarg by about a year actually, but they both were still the same age nonetheless. At least now they were. Not that Matt complained, sometimes Smii7y acted like the older one.
A low sigh began to escape Matt as he walked the halls, his voice low to avoid attraction. “..I’m your twin, you’re my twin..” He found himself beginning to mumble.
“We stick together through thick and thin..” That was true.
All the trouble they got into as kids running around the village, running along the lakes during the colder seasons when it froze over, so much trouble between the two.
“No matter what I do.. I’m always stuck with you.” He grumbled only seconds after. He didn’t often complain, unless they were in trouble, bad trouble, he dared to say.
Matt shook his head, running a hand through his hair again, just- he needed to fidget his hands before the panic fully settled in. “And if trouble comes our way, I know my twin will save the day.” He mumbled.
Between the two of them, Smii7y was more.. protective, to say the least. The amount of times Matt had to stop him from pulling out his sword at a poor fool who dared to try and wrong the two twins.
“Wherever you may be,” His voice echoed the hallways as he walked. “You’re always stuck with me!” He found himself.. Slowly realizing. Maybe this song wasn’t too stupid, maybe it wasn’t too silly to think about. God, what is happening?
That stupid lullaby, if you dared to call this one, would get in his head as he tried to keep his mind at ease. Smii7y sang it to catch his attention, often when Matt was in a bad place mentally.
Did it work? Sometimes, but Matt wouldn’t admit that. He simply laughed it off like Smii7y was just joking around.
Just like they usually did.
But now? It.. comforted him.
As much as he didn’t want to admit that truthfully.
A shaky sigh escaped him as he stepped towards the throne room, the glistening sunlight beaming through stained glass and creating a glow that overpowered almost everything in the room.
“When you’re feeling sad and blue,” He started again, his voice echoing across the empty room as he walked towards his own throne, sitting down. “Call my name and I’ll find you!” He hoped so.
His voice lowered for just a moment then and there.
He went quiet, staring at his brother's throne, which was just to the left of him, now unbearingly empty. Quiet. He couldn’t bear it. Literally.
He stood to his feet once more, his boots scuffing against the carpet as he begun to walk the halls again. Hanging up were portraits. Portraits of himself, some of just Smii7y, some with the royal family. But.. one caught Matt’s attention almost in an instant. One of the two.
He stared up at the portrait. It was Smii7y and himself smiling, one arm wrapped around each others shoulders. “..we have a bond that’s tried and true..” Clearly, by the portrait, that was the truth.
“You and me.. me and you..” Matt’s voice was softer now as he took a glance away from the portrait. God, this was a lot to handle.
He reached into his pocket for something, something that held a photo of the two brothers standing together.
Goofy smiles on their faces, as well as cake for one of their birthdays, Matt couldn’t remember who it was.
“Two by two..” He then whispered, shoving the item back into his pockets, walking again.
His eyes were closed as he spoke aloud, making his way back to the throne room. “What if I never find you?” He then asked aloud, to the wind or to whoever dared to listen.
“What if I’m a twin no more?” He continued to question, his eyes widening slightly. The thought actually scared him.
It made Matt nervous. If he couldn’t find SMii7y, he wouldn’t be able to help the other come back to his senses. He could be hurt- or someone found him. What would John think about this? Perhaps it’d be disappointing?
John and Smii7y were close, but definitely not as close as the two princes, never.
“I’d give all the kingdom's treasures,” He continued as he sat on his throne once again, pinching the bridge of his nose, thinking from heart. “If you came walking through that door..” He then mumbled.
The soft footsteps of someone hadn’t caught Matt’s attention at first, before the sudden calling of his name eventually did. “Matt! Maaattt!” The boy, Smii7y, was smiling brightly, a little tooth gap visible in the smile as he reached for the now taller male, excited.
“Smit!” Matt’s eyes had turned towards the shorter, picking Smii7y up into his arms and basically holding the younger to his hip. “When you’re feeling sad and blue,” He began to repeat that silly song.
His eyes were soft as he begun to walk towards the boys quarters, his eyes soft. “Call my name, and I’ll find you!” Clearly worked.
“We have a bond that’s tried and true..” Matt repeated, watching slowly as Smii7y’s eyes begun to flutter closed, his eyelashes gently framing his cheeks. “You and me.. Me and you..” He continued to sing.
“Two by two..” And after those soft seconds, Smii7y was asleep in Matt’s arms, comfortable.
I spent four hours in a state of hyperfocus organizing and researching Roblox world building on old forums only to discover Two by Two has mommy issues/hj
