Young Writers Society

"...wh-what..?? But your majesty- isn't that treason??"

"I don't really care. You had the balls to try and kill my dad, and I respect that"

Remus went and grabbed the keys to Janus' cell.

(I just wanna know how every picture on Thomas' Twitter is just- f l a w l e s s)

{EXACTLY- sorry for leaving so soon btw the wifi shut off :/}

Janus blinked as he stepped out of his cell. He looked around a bit in awe, before looking at Remus and hugging him.

“Thank you…”

(Oof, its okay(

Remus hugged back, noticing how skinny Janus was.

"How the are you so skinny? Do they just not give you any food or anything? "

“Only once a week… I manage to make it last, though.”

"That's just not okay."

And so Remus started kinda dragging Janus out of the dungeon. It was a very easy thing to do.

Janus just kind of clung to Remus. He was helping him, so of course he was gonna trust him.

Remus brought him out of the dungeon, and straight (gay) up to his room, making sure nobody saw Janus.

Janus’s eyes seemed to sparkle as he looked around.

“Whoa… I didn’t realize how fancy this place was…”

"Eh, it's alright. Anyways, you gotta make sure nobody sees you, because if they do, then we're both screwed."

“…Right. Well, I could always sneak out through that conveniently placed window.”

"But that's less fun"

“Fun..? Okay- if you insist…”

"Before I let you leave, I need to make sure you're not gonna die on the way to wherever you plan on going"