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

Chapter 3.

The next few days were harder for King Julien than anyone else in the world. You see, King Julien did absolutely nothing but watch alpha m videos for five days straight. The only things inbetween watching videos that he did was eat straight up peanut butter, whole milk (by the gallon) and rotisserie chicken that has also been steamed, and use the bathroom. King Julien did not sleep during this period. In those five days, King Julien only knew one thing, and that thing was Aaron Marino.

After this phase of almost worship to Alpha M, King Julien's outlook on life was much different. He saw the world how Aaron Marino saw it, or at least how he thought he would see it. But when he went back to the Kingdom, because once he started this phase he ran away to live in a cave, he became angry, or has he would describe it, alpha.

King Julien walked the about 10 miles back to Madagascar, and was greeted by Maurice.

"King! King! Where were you? We were searching beyond yonder for you! Do you need rest? You look sick, by God, look at your eyes-"

"SILENCE. YOU WORK FOR ME, MAURICE. I NEED NOTHING, YOU DASTARDLY BETA. YOU SHALL NOT SPEAK UNTIL SPOKEN TO, AND ONLY WITH THE MOST GODDAMNED UPMOST RESPECT." King Julien hollered, and then slapped the heavens out of Maurice, who was once his friend.

Maurice was in a bit of shock after this, but that didn't last long. He got up, backed away from King Julien and scoffed.

"I thought you were powerful, 'king' Julien. I thought you were someone that had respect, well at least my respect. But my, my. You are just as much of a follower as the rest of us! A follower to, what do you call him? Alpha-"

"I. SAID. SILENCE." King Julien said, wiping sweat and peanut butter crust off of his face.

"Years, King Julien. I've been here for fucking years, before you were even a king. And never, by any means, have I been treated as badly as you have treated me, no, us. Is this what those fucking 'be a leader!' videos say? To treat your friends like shit?"

"You are no friend, Maurice. You never have been. You are just a servant. A guard, at best. And you know what? Guards! Arrest this man! This one over here! I am your leader, Maurice, you must treat me with RESPECT!"

Two strong guards took Maurice, who had a pained yet numb look on his face, as he whispered:

"You are no leader."