Delilah and Branden were forced by two men in odd clothing to meet up at the Sunblock and wait for further instruction as to why they were there, and why they felt a great sense of unease. In attempt to lighten up the tension, Branden started whistling nursery rhymes.
One of the men snicker, and the other one glares.
"Do you mind?" One of the men ask.
Branden presses his lips and looks at Delilah, who is just as confused as he is.
Suddenly, Delilah's father decides to show up, with a pretty pink Starbucks drink singing a Miley Cyrus song, and everyone in the room stares. No one moves. No one says a word.
"Erm, no one saw that," he says, drinking his fruity drink in shame.
"Believe it or not, that isn't the first time that's ever happened to us," said Delilah.
"Yeah Evan has done that two or three times," Branden agreed.
"Don't compare me to Evan!" her father shouted. He takes a moment to collect himself together again. "Miley Cyrus is my guilty pleasure, but that is besides the point. The point is, Musica is now in financial crisis, and long story short you two need to get married."
Delilah gave a look of horror, and Branden was in deep thought. He and Jessie had just broke up and now he was getting married to the girl that split them. If he was completely being honest with himself, he thought of marrying Jessie one day, and even planned the wedding between them in his mind. He'd never even thought about marrying Delilah.
Could I? He thought to himself.
"How can you say something like that so bluntly?" Delilah asked. "And how could you just sell me out like that? Force me to be queen, to get married . . . I never asked for any of this!"
Her father gave a stern face. In and almost threatening voice, he said," I'm not forcing you to do any of this. In fact, you can walk away right now if you wish. I just thought it would be in your best interest if your home country didn't go into bankrupt anarchy."
"That's cold," Branden said. "If you seriously need a few billion bucks, have it. No marriage required. I've got a few to spare."
"It's more complicated than that. There's a law that says the prince of princess of Musica must be married before he or she can take the throne, and news reports everywhere have already made you two the power couple. Musica is expecting you two to wed, and if Delilah marry you she'll be looked at as immoral and disrespect her as their queen."
All of a sudden, Miranda from potato news popped out with a camera that's been recording the whole thing live.
"OMG did you hear that guys? A royal wedding has been confirmed! This reminds me of that princess diaries movie!"
Dozens of reporters swarm in around Delilah and Branden asking millions of questions, and the new power couple looks each other in the eyes regrettably. Neither one says a word, but they both knew what the other was thinking. "We're going to have to do this."
Meanwhile
Jessie was at the beach with Megan and Shannon, trying to activate her plan of getting them to see how much of a jerk Tyler was so that they wouldn't fight over him anymore and become friends again. Delilah was going to help out but NAW some guys dressed like hippies had to snatch her away.
Megan and Shannon glared at each other with hatred, and the only thing keeping them from going at it was the presence of Jessie.
"Here's the deal," Jessie says, strictly getting down to business. "Delilah and I want you two to make up."
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