The East PacificBoard

So, the city the plane landed in gives the plane citizenship, allowing the plane to adopt the baby. This way, he gets his adoptive airplane father's citizenship.

Therefore, his father is an airplane.

As the weather yesterday haven't been slightly good. As the sun rised in a gloomy sky, painting it doleful gray, as King Andrew woke up in this King-sized bed, beside him is Gian who stirred awake, beautiful blue eyes flutter at his sight.
"Morning, why its so misty outside?" he asked as his morning voice was raspy. "Oh, its just the weather today. Just the weather." he said, facing his side, having eye contact, as little rays of sunlight shone through the covered windows, lighting up Gian's body on the shoulders and his hair, looking like from a excruciatingly erotic beautiful photoshoot. As they leaned on each other, lips were few inches apart before the giant large doors open and a man appears.

"Your Majesties- Forgive me your highnesses, have I interrupted something?" The butler said as he saw the two when entering the room and immediately turned around. The two kings were baffled as they have no clothes at that time, Andrew rose up from the bed and asked. "What's happening? this might be something worthwhile." Andrew said.

"Your highness, we have just received news from the Brexitan Exclave that the royalties of Brexit, King Fredric and King Charles are on its way here to Valhalla for some....... business they said?" The butler said while taking a small peek behind before turning back his head. Gian and Andrew grew their eyes as they weren't expecting the sudden appearance of these two, But Andrew was expecting that they would come, not just this early. "When will they arrive here?" He asked. "A few hours until now your highness." The butler said. "Very well, prepare everything for those two, also tell the watchers in the fortification that don't shoot if they see the Brexitan Navy Flag swaying in the air." Andrew said. "Yes your highness, we will do at ease." The butler said before leaving the room, doors closing.

Gian rose up from his bed, looking into the gloomy misty morning, seemed to be amazed with the mist.

"Hey, does mist even mean anything? Your highness?" Gian joked as he raised his eyebrows.
" b]The mist brings about thoughts of uncertainty, the unknown, the things that we if do, we might now what or who will affect it."[/b]he answered seriously, Gian's smile forming into a flat lips as he looked into the face of his husband

"Anyways, I'll be making some new Katkot Tea for us, want some?" Andrew asked before leaving out of bed to do some matters with the sudden Brexit arrival and tea.