Muffin puts his book away in Nadwe's bag and Nadwe dragged Muffin outside.

"WHAT THE-"
another commoner yelled.

There was a huge griffon on top of the Crane Light Cafè like it was crushing it.

"GET THAT HIDEOUS MONSTER OUT OF HERE!"
An old man screeched as he threw a pitchfork at it.

The griffon loomed down at the old man and grunted.

"EEP.."
the man looked at it in fear and fell to the ground in shock.

The griffon let out a loud screech of anger.

"What's a griffon doing here!?"
Muffin exclaimed.

"Don't ask me-"
Nadwe shrugged calmly.

A man wearing a jester's outfit ran into the clearing with a brown little creature.

"PLEASE DON'T KILL MEEEEEEEE"
he would cry.

The griffin looked at the man and screeched as it flew up into the air. The wind picked up.

"WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!"
Nadwe screamed as he grabbed onto one of the wooden supporters.

"Right ahead of you!"
Muffin grumbled.

The griffin swooped down on the man.

"AHHH!"
the man ducked in fear.

"HEY YOU!"
Muffin called out to the man.

"EEK! YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE!"
The man screamed back.

"You have a baby griffin with you! Give them back!"
Muffin pointed at the griffin.

"NO NOT MY PRECIOUS BOY!"
The man hugged the baby griffon tightly as the griffon thrilled.

"WELL AT LEAST LET GO OF THE DARN THING!"
Muffin exclaimed in annoyance.

"Please forgive me baby boy."
The man held up the baby griffon and looked at its beady eyes.
The baby griffon blinked at the man and chirped.

The man dropped the baby griffon on the ground gently.
The griffon looked at the baby griffon and landed onto the ground making the wind calm once more.

The griffon screeched in the baby griffin's face.
The baby griffon chirped sadly as if it was crying.
The griffin held up its talons and tried to strike it down at the baby.
The baby griffin yelped and ran behind the man.

"What are you doing?!"
Muffin yelped.

"Nothing!"
The man shakes in fear.

"Stand aside."
A calm voice said.

Muffin looked around.

"How are you holding up Nadwe?"

"Uhm- Bl- I'm doing HURGH- I'm doing-Bleh fine..!"
Nadwe gagged.

"Oh boy.."
Muffin sighed.

A purple man with a flute walked to the griffin. The griffin glared at the purple man as it tilted its head.

"That's right...calm down, your baby just wanted to explore is all.."
The man reached his hand out to the griffin.

The griffin leaned its head down and closed its eyes peacefully.

"Good girl.."
The man stroked the griffin gently.
The griffin thrilled before spreading its wings and flew away.
The purple man sighed as he helped the other man up.

"Thank you thank you thank youuuu! If it wasn't for you I'd sure be dead meat."
The man thanked the purple man many times.

"Please call me Tbvg your highness."
Tvbg bowed respectfully.

"Oh so word gets around about Blaza eh?"
Blaza smiled smugly.

"Yes, actually I heard you're a jester prince?"
Tvbg took out a paper and ruffled it.

"Ah yes! I'm putting on a show tonight! You can come for free!"
Blaza danced around as his bell shoe's jingled gleefully.

"I appreciate the offer but I have plans, please understand your highness."
Tvbg bowed once more.

"Of course I understand, we should part ways now."
Blaza smiled.

"Say what is your griffon's name?"
Tbvg asked Blaza as he leaned down and scratched the griffin's neck gently.

"Oh her name is Spark"
Spark thrilled happily and gave Tbvg a little lick.

"Aw thanks Spark, alright goodbye now!"
Tbvg headed over to a Tavern that was labeled; Sleepy Cardinal.

Blaza and Spark headed towards the castle.

"Hey wait up!"
Muffin ran after Blaza.

"Muffin slow down!"
Nadwe ran after Muffin.

"Hm? Oh hello, are you one of my other fans Hmm?"
Blaza stopped and looked at Muffin smugly.

"You're prince Blaza right?"
Muffin asked.

"Yep, the one and only!"
Blaza gleefully did a little twirl.

"I'm p-"

"His name is Moxie and I'm Nadwe!"
Nadwe shushed Muffin.

"Catch that murder!"
A guard wearing yellow armor dashed after a man with brown hair.

"OUT OF THE WAY!"
the man yelled as he jumped over Blaza. The man was so fast Muffin couldn't tell who it was.

"ACK- HE JUMPED -oh he jumped right over me.. what a show off, he always does this-"
Blaza muttered.

"Is something wrong?"
Muffin asked.

"No, everything is fine. I must now head to the castle."
Blaza starts to speed walk as Spark trots after him copying how walks.

"Wait! Your highness, I've been inside the castle before, let me be your tour!"
Muffin offered.

"Oh that would be wonderful, I heard the castle is quite big and you can get lost easily."
Blaza accepted.

"Of course!"
Muffin smiled.

"Excuse us for a second!"
Nadwe pulled Muffin away from Blaza.

"Muffin what are you doing!?"
Nadwe shook Muffin.

"Chill-out-Nadwe! I'm fine!"
Muffin stops Nadwe from shaking him.

"But your father!"
Nadwe protested.

"He won't notice I was gone!"
Muffin protested back.

"Fine."
Nadwe shoved Muffin in front of Blaza.

"Great, let's get going then!"
Blaza dashed inside the castle.

"So where are you planning to perform Prince Blaza?"
Muffin asked.

"It says I have the show in the Grand hall."
Blaza looked through his pockets to take out a crumpled paper.
Spark jumped up and nabbed the paper.

"HEY! Spark...drop it..."
Blaza pointed his finger down.

Spark whined as she gave her "puppy eyes"

"No, don't you look at me like that.!"
Blaza looked away.

Spark dropped the paper which is now covered in griffin slobber and laid down.

"Aw I can't stay mad at you."
Blaza hugged Spark as Spark thrilled happily.

"That's nice."
Nadwe smiled as he crossed his arms.

Blaza picked up the paper.

"Yuck."
Muffin slightly gagged at the slobber filled paper.

"So how many shows do you need to perform?"
Nadwe asked.

"About 3 for the week."
Blaza answered, still observing the paper. Spark jumped up and down trying to snatch the paper once more.

"Cut it out, Spark."
Blaza pulled the paper away from Spark.

"So you're staying for a week?"
Muffin asked as well.

"Yep that's the plan, oh boy this place is amazing though."
Blaza stuffed the paper back in his pockets.

"Well onward we go then!"
Muffin marched down the hall eventually making it to a very fancy door.
The door was made out of quartz which had designs like flowers and vines I grabbed on the door.

Muffin was about to reach the golden door knob until...

"Muffin! What are you doing out here?!"
Muffin turned around instantly as fear struck him.
Am I in trouble?
Muffin thought in a panic.

And how I would answer dear Muffin's question is. Yes. I hope you'll enjoy the next part! I think it's getting very interesting! Ahem, sorry let us continue.

It was Oompa standing on the left side of the hallway.

"Oh uh fath-"
Before Muffin could speak, Oompa trotted over to him quickly.

"My, my you are a mess."
Oompa crouched down a bit to Muffin's height and picked the leaves off of his hair.

"Father, I'm fine!"
Muffin backed away.

"Wait? You're king Oompa?"
Blaza asked. Spark hid behind Blaza.

"Oh why yes I am, you must be the jester prince Blaza."
Oompa looked up at Blaza

"Right on the spot!"
Blaza smiled.

"Wait, where's your crown son?"
Oompa looked around looking for his crown.

"Wait crown? Son? What's going on here?"
Blaza asked, puzzled.

"Oh you don't know? This is the prince of Antirrhinum."
Oompa stood up and gave Blaza a welcoming smile.

Spark glanced at the King, Oompa noticed the griffin and shuddered.

"Please apologies, but is your pet griffin trained?"
Oompa replied nervously.

"Of course, but Spark can be a troublemaker."
Blaza admitted.

"Ah, who's that then?"
Oompa's eyes shifted to Nadwe.

"He looks like a commoner."
Oompa stood up.

"That's because I am."
Nadwe spat.

"Well how rude."
Oompa narrowed his eyes a bit.

"What are you going to do?"
Nadwe challenged.

"Nadwe stop, this is my father, remember..?"
Muffin whispered nervously at Nadwe.

"Well what's an old man gonna do? He's stupid anyways!"
Nadwe stomped his foot on the ground.

"Guards."
Oompa ordered 2 guards to come forward.

"Wait father!"
Muffin stopped his dad.

Oompa raised his hand, signalling the guards to halt.

"I'm so sorry about his behavior, he's a bit stubborn and he's been moody all day!"
Muffin tried to come up with an excuse.

"Fine, 1 hour in the dungeon."
Oompa smiled.

"Father!"
Muffin yelped.

"WHAT!?"
Nadwe screeched.

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At the dungeon:

"Oh poop."
Nadwe frowned as he grabbed the bars.

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Hahahaha Nadwe in timeout coroner (*cough* jailtime)

Blaza is a scaredy-cat :] Sparky protecc