Once in a village far, far, away in the land of Anvilinia, there was a prince and there was pesent. The prince lived in ever lasting royalty but the pesent lived with his sister and in an alley. Though, the prince had no father he was still the prince because he was younger then 18. And that prince was, Prince Yakko Okkay Warner. The poor pesent begging for food, wearing old dirty clothes, and with dirt marks on his face, he, he was the prince's long lost sibling, Wakko Warner.
One day, in the palace there was many of the poperotsy. "Please go away," the prince prayed. His body guard snapped his fingures and the mob of people went out the door. "Anything for you spoiled rotten sir." his body guard said. "Thank you." the prince replied getting back to his throne. "So, any money on the streets just pleading to be caught?" Yakko asked. "Oh yes, a whole bag full!" body guard repsponded. "Did you get that from another royal family!" Yakko asked narrowing his eyes. "No sir! I got this from two poor young folk in an alley. They put up quite a fight they did." body guard said. "really? Well than, be off." Yakko ordered.
"I can't believe that no good body guard took from us!" the pesent complained."I know! That's not being very body guardly." the other replied. "Listen Dot, I'll try everything in my power to get that bag back even if I have to run in there and steal it or dress as the prince myself!" Wakko replied. "HAHA! You, as the prince? HOw hilarious!" Dot replied. "It's not like he's gonna come walkin down the street and bump into you and say , 'would you like to switch places for a day?' yeah, keep dreamin." she continued with a serious face. "We'll just see than wont we." Wakko added.