He can’t handle this - -
Will and Rhae are one thing but this sudden influx of youngsters like themselves? Most of them painfully noticeably female? He really just wants to go hide in the middle of the big lake, or jump off a cliff. The littlest prince isn’t sure which option is the better of the two and can’t decide because they’re swarming him. Okay, not him per say since they’re all mostly making gaga-eyes at his minutes-older brother.
Sviko almost snickers at that.
Besides he’s too busy enjoying the closeness of his sister until she opens her big mouth and mentions something about him liking wings. He gives her an eye roll and a quick bearing of his teeth - puny empty threats since he knows she’s only teasing but he’s quite certain his darling sister will get her comeuppance even if he has to deliver it himself. Which shouldn’t be too hard the way the horned colt and her are sickening close and touchy-feely.
But now he figures he must at least be polite. That’s the role Will has thrust on him not that he’d have been glaringly rude otherwise but now it’d be nigh unto impossible to slip away beneath the sea and the temptation to bite her brown little butt increases by the second. The look he gives her enough to say thanks, sister. Only the sarcasm would be thick and heavy in that look of his.
(moodiness only makes the littlest prince look marginally more attractive)
One by one they flock to the beach; to this small corner of the world that seems to spawn child-couples in a matter of instants. How easily they pair up and he just stares at them through moody blue eyes that keep slipping away to the sunset and the sea it shimmers on. He has not the interest in partnering up that his siblings do, so introductions fly over his head until he notices that his brother is suddenly just gone and sand is flying all around them.
He sighs; it’s just one of Rhae’s tantrums but can Sviko blame him? If his older brother didn’t have all those girlfriends... what on earth was he thinking would happen once their sister invited EVERYONE to this awkward shindig? He almost wishes he knew until he has to stifle a groan and the urge to stun his brother with a light beam as Rhae begs for his help.
“How?” he muses aloud.
It’s not like he could take a girl or two off his brother’s hands. Still he is not unkind as he leans over to tuck a few wayward feathers back into place on Rhae’s wing. His first instinct is to tease his brother but he can see that he is truly afraid of the situation at hand. Briefly his brain strays to thoughts of it all escalating until he’s forced to zap them all with light beams until they submit and shut up. “Maybe you should just have a harem...” it would be easier and they could all have Rhae.
The mere idea is titillating enough to drag a squeaky laugh from his lips before he lays his head on his brother’s back. “You know I’m no good at this.” he comments idly before a careless someone bumps into him. He removes his head slowly from the familiar stretch of brotherly back to peer at the babbling someone that has recognized their mistake.
He settles his gaze on the intricate color she wears for skin. It moves and glitters in a fascinating roan way that seems shot through with strands of pepper and silver-black. “No apology necessary, it happens.” he manages this in a very princely manner - polite and unfazed though his eyes have trouble leaving her until her forces himself to look away after staring at her for so long. Already his feet have begun to inch towards her as of separate from his mind’s decision to stay put. His gills even flare unexpectedly as she churns up the seawater by stepping back further into it.
Suddenly he’s drawn back into the conversation about liking wings except he’s earning a compliment for having good taste. An awkwardly shy smile graces his mouth as he settles himself in the sea halfway to the silver-black roan girl and his crazy brother. The spotty girl winked at him and he had the good nature to laugh before thanking her. “Thanks but I don’t have pretty spots like you.” A compliment for a compliment since he’s not like Rhae, smooth with the little ladies. Sviko was anything but. Still, he tried as he crooked his nose to her in invitation to come closer to his little spot of sea since he stood more in the water than on the beach.
Except he couldn’t help looking for the other girl and making sure she hadn’t been swallowed up by a rogue wave or something.
Well now, isn’t this quite the pickle?
He suddenly has the smallest inclination of what his older brother is going through and he decidedly moves back to Rhaegor and plants himself there. Let the fillies come to them!
(um yeah lmfao. koko is bananas and is like ok I give up, come to me my pretties!)