I shall write you a condensed version. Just because I can. :D
Prince dude: ZOMG the tourists aren't coming anymore! My country's getting poor. ;_;
Nondescript black-haired friend (or minister of finance I never really figured it out): I have the solution! We shall marry you off to some rich American girl and boost our economy with her fortune!
PD: COOL! :DDDD
***a bit later***
NBF: Hey Prince! I found out they're doing a bachelor auction thing in America! And hot American rich girl is going to be there! I've signed you up cause I'm awesome and forward-thinking.
PD: Dude, I just realized I'm going to have to give up my playboy status now. NOOOOOOOO!!!!
NBF: >( Deal. American lady is hot and rich. Think of the money.
***off to America whee!!***
Screaming fangirls (not the cool ones from Ouran. Mostly 40 year olds in this crowd): OOOOOHHH look a prince! Let's pay exorbitant fees on tickets for a chance to go on a date with him! :3
PD: XD The ladies love me. Oh hi there American girl who I don't want to marry for money. Really.
American rich girl (aka girl with no real personality whatsoever): Oh hi. *blush*
American's abrasive mommy: Why hello there Prince. My daughter's been so anxious to meet you! She even bought a hundred off those raffle tickets for a date with you! :DDD
NDF: *to prince* Hey look, a perfect opportunity to talk to her! Use your mad psychic skills to pick one of her tickets!
PD: Not going to get all the chicks anymore. Sulkitty-sulk.
***the draw (which is important and special so pay attention!)***
40 year old lady in the audience: OMG I won! *faints*
PD: X_x I said rich girl God! Not common old woman! *dies*
***at a hospital***
random girl: Mom what happened? Why are you in the hospital? WHO'S GOING TO RUN THE COFFEE SHOP IF YOU'RE SICK??
The returning 40 year old lady: Don't worry about that love! I just got you a date with a prince!
The one previously referred to as random girl who is now revealed to be Hope Jordan: Whut?
*insert much old lady squealing and date primpage*
Old ladies: You look like a sexxed up version of Cinderella! YAY!!!
Prince: Oh hey, she's kind of hot. And not 40. Thanks God. :3
*blah blah blah unimportant, unoriginal date talk*
Girl: Hey even though I just met this guy through a date my mother signed me up for I think I'm in love!
Prince: Oh woe is me. I must marry a rich woman to help my kingdom but I think I just fell in love with this coffee shop girl. D:
Prince comes to visit her dressed up as Elvis. Becuase he has to get away from the paparazzi and a disguise as an Elvis impersonator is as good as any.
Hope: He's willing to wear fake sideburns for me. I know this must be love.
Prince: ♥♥♥♥
And then he comes dressed as the guy from the Matrix. More lovey-doveyness insues.
***cut to hotel/palace/wherever the heck it is the Prince is staying***
Prince: *wandering around sparkly-eyed*
NBF (hah you totally forgot who he is didn't you? No worries, it looks like the author did too. Anyways it's the financial advisor best friend guy): *pokes prince* Y'know you really need to get around to seducing rich American girl.
Prince: Whuzzat??
NBF: :@ The rich American girl! The beautiful, sweet, wonderful barely characterized girl you're supposed to MARRY?!?!?! You haven't even talked to her properly! *storms off*
Prince: *blinks* What's up with him?
An article on the prince and american girl appears in the newspaper announcing their engagement. Everyone goes oh my.
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Prince dude: ZOMG the tourists aren't coming anymore! My country's getting poor. ;_;
Nondescript black-haired friend (or minister of finance I never really figured it out): I have the solution! We shall marry you off to some rich American girl and boost our economy with her fortune!
PD: COOL! :DDDD
***a bit later***
NBF: Hey Prince! I found out they're doing a bachelor auction thing in America! And hot American rich girl is going to be there! I've signed you up cause I'm awesome and forward-thinking.
PD: Dude, I just realized I'm going to have to give up my playboy status now. NOOOOOOOO!!!!
NBF: >( Deal. American lady is hot and rich. Think of the money.
***off to America whee!!***
Screaming fangirls (not the cool ones from Ouran. Mostly 40 year olds in this crowd): OOOOOHHH look a prince! Let's pay exorbitant fees on tickets for a chance to go on a date with him! :3
PD: XD The ladies love me. Oh hi there American girl who I don't want to marry for money. Really.
American rich girl (aka girl with no real personality whatsoever): Oh hi. *blush*
American's abrasive mommy: Why hello there Prince. My daughter's been so anxious to meet you! She even bought a hundred off those raffle tickets for a date with you! :DDD
NDF: *to prince* Hey look, a perfect opportunity to talk to her! Use your mad psychic skills to pick one of her tickets!
PD: Not going to get all the chicks anymore. Sulkitty-sulk.
***the draw (which is important and special so pay attention!)***
PD: *activating ESPN!* Rich girl please, rich girl please, rich girl please...ehh? Hope Jordan?
40 year old lady in the audience: OMG I won! *faints*
PD: X_x I said rich girl God! Not common old woman! *dies*
***at a hospital***
random girl: Mom what happened? Why are you in the hospital? WHO'S GOING TO RUN THE COFFEE SHOP IF YOU'RE SICK??
The returning 40 year old lady: Don't worry about that love! I just got you a date with a prince!
The one previously referred to as random girl who is now revealed to be Hope Jordan: Whut?
*insert much old lady squealing and date primpage*
Old ladies: You look like a sexxed up version of Cinderella! YAY!!!
Prince: Oh hey, she's kind of hot. And not 40. Thanks God. :3
*blah blah blah unimportant, unoriginal date talk*
Girl: Hey even though I just met this guy through a date my mother signed me up for I think I'm in love!
Prince: Oh woe is me. I must marry a rich woman to help my kingdom but I think I just fell in love with this coffee shop girl. D:
Prince comes to visit her dressed up as Elvis. Becuase he has to get away from the paparazzi and a disguise as an Elvis impersonator is as good as any.
Hope: He's willing to wear fake sideburns for me. I know this must be love.
Prince: ♥♥♥♥
And then he comes dressed as the guy from the Matrix. More lovey-doveyness insues.
***cut to hotel/palace/wherever the heck it is the Prince is staying***
Prince: *wandering around sparkly-eyed*
NBF (hah you totally forgot who he is didn't you? No worries, it looks like the author did too. Anyways it's the financial advisor best friend guy): *pokes prince* Y'know you really need to get around to seducing rich American girl.
Prince: Whuzzat??
NBF: :@ The rich American girl! The beautiful, sweet, wonderful
barely characterizedgirl you're supposed to MARRY?!?!?! You haven't even talked to her properly! *storms off*Prince: *blinks* What's up with him?
An article on the prince and american girl appears in the newspaper announcing their engagement. Everyone goes oh my.
Hope: ;_; Prince?