My Love; My Life: Slipping Through My Fingers

Neitherworld FILES VII: Court Date III

*fan drawing of Prince Vince, the only images one will find of him are that of fan draws and pictures taken from the animated series due to the fact, that the animated series is the only play you will ever meet his character. I chose this one, cause it's more on the less cartoonish side.*
Setting: where we last left Bay...

"Well," Bay starts as she stands in the throne room before the prince of misery himself, "I'm here as you commanded your highness, to what do I own the honor-and can I get an umbrella?"

"Don't be rude," one of the staff tells her

"So that's a no on the umbrella then?"

"If we have to stand in it without one, then so do you," they whisper in her ear

"So what is the purpose of my visit to your..." she starts looking around the gloomy castle room, trying to come up with the least insulting word, "historic abode?"

"Woe, oh woe!" He starts is his usual depressed, dramatic fashion, "my life is nothing but misery! I am in agony!" He cries, "for I am completely and utterly alone!"

"Please tell me you didn't just summon me here to play therapist," she states now growing annoyed, "cause we talked about that your highness, I've work to do-"

"Be silent," a staff member orders

"Do I look like the kinda that lets a man tell her what ta do?" She growls at them, "the only men I've ever let tell me what to do are my father, grandfather and teachers," she snarls further, "so you can shove it up your-"

"I demand you find me a princess," prince Vince declares

"Uh...what now?"

"Find me a princess," he demands, "so I mightn't be utterly alone anymore."

"..." she stares blankly at him through the rain, "I'm sorry," she laughs as she sticks a finger in her ear, "I mustn't have heard ya right," she continues to laugh as she pulls her finger out of ear & does the same to the other one, "it sounded like ya just told me ta find you a girlfriend-"

"You heard right," he states as she pulls her finger out of her other ear

"I have to be in court soon," she states, "I'm nowheres near prepared thanks you," she groans, "I'm already a grim reaper, a guardian Angel, and work as a part time caseworker-do I look like I fricken matchmaker ta you?!"

"It's simple," he states, "either find me a princess or I'll make you my princess."

"I'm already taken."

"You're dead," he reminds you, "he's not."

"Doesn't matter," she replies, "I'm still taken."

"And I don't care," he replies, "either find me one or you'll be the one."

"You do know that's called threatening a person right?" She tells him rhetorically, "you just threatened to kidnap me and hold me hostage."

"You will do as I say or I will make your afterlife as miserable as mine!"

"Not possible!" She snaps back, "my afterlife is already a miserable hell because I'm FUCKIN DEAD, I WORK THREE JOBS, AND CAN'T BE WITH MY FAMILY! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU POSSIBLY THINK YOU CAN DO THAT WOULD MAKE MY STRESSED OUT-MISERABLE AFTERLIFE ANY WORSE THAN IT ALREADY IS?!" She ends up screaming at him, now fumed, "I'm not a matchmaker, I have a court case to get to, I am behind on soul reaping, I need to check in on my family as their guardian Angel and quite frankly your highness-don't have time for your demands, your rain or your royal temperament," she huffs out, "so good day sir."