King Julien (and famous youtuber alpha m) VS. The Betas

Chapter 1.

King Julien. Not "prince" Julien. King. He will never be called the awful, awful names he was called years ago once more again. The words circling in his mind. "Princey", they would say, was the least of it. He was called a disgrace by the ones he trusted most. By the ones he loved. But he cannot let those thoughts and words control who he is. Now he is a King, yes, but he is looking to be much better. He is looking to be respected, at the very least.

It was colder than usual, the sun was rising upon the kingdom of Madagascar, and King Julien was just missing it. Like many days, the King was woken up from his slumber by no other than his royal advisor, Maurice.

"King, My King, wake up", he shouted, gonging a giant gold gong.

"For Heaven's sake, Maurice!" King Julien screamed, "Do you really have to bang that damned gong every morning?!"

Maurice sighed, and walked out of the King's room, dragging the gong with him. He never got respect in these types of mornings. Or maybe it was because he gonged a 30- foot diameter gong at early dawn, but who knows.

The King went around, minding his usual business, when Mort, his fiendish bodyguard and, in his mind, an annoying bastard ran up to him.

"King Julien! King Julien!" he said in his high pitched voice.

"What is it now, Mort?!"

"Oh King Julien, I need to show you this.... Yes, it is called YouTube, my King!"

King Julien knew about YouTube, obviously, but he never really used it besides watching Vine compilations for hours on end. Not the good kind, either. Just people falling off of things and stuff you would see on America's Funniest Home Videos. But he never really used it for his own emotional wellbeing. So he snatched Mort's phone out of his greasy hand and searched up:

how to be better man cool respectablle guy