The Meeting.

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Farquuad's POV:

I sighed and looked out my window from on my foot stool, wondering why I couldn't find a suitable wife to marry. A guard then burst through the door and said they found someone suitable in the ways of marrying me. I had a servant piggy bank me to my carriage, to which they took me of the Kingdom of Shitsland. I looked around in awe of how pretty it was and in the corner to my right i saw a beautiful young maiden.

"Excuse me Miss," I shouted towards the Lady with short hair. "I seem to be looking for the Princess of this fine Kingdom but I can't seem to find her, Please could I ask you to help?"

"Well of course!" She said in this really, really deep manly voice. She then smiled at me. "But I can't take you there"

"Why not?" I asked, "Do you want something from me?"

"Well, thats because I am the Princess of Shitsland, Donalda Trumpessa."

I looked in awe at the Princess in front of me and practically fell in love with the handsome eyes, and muscly body she had. I sighed a relief and introduced myself.

"I am Lord Farquuad of Duloc, But you may call me Maximus."

"Well then Maximus, please call me Donald for short" She smiled at me again, the smile brighter this time.


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LMAO I COULDN'T STOP LAUGHING WHEN I GOT GIVEN THE IDEA FROM MY FRIENDS. PLS DONT HATE ME FOR THIS BIOHGFIVDNLSVGODFBS JDOIJOVKNKBVHDHPGAUHODVU


Anyways, Sailor out~


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