Here's another Star Trek fan-fic.
Disclaimer: The Prince and the Pauper belongs to Walt Disney, and Star Trek belongs to CBS and Paramount, JJ Abrams, and Gene Roddenberry.
Prince Benjamin and Benny Russell
Chapter 1: Just Like the King
For many years, England was ruled by a wise and good king, and the people flourished and were very happy. But eventually, the good king became ill and darkness fell over the countryside. As the king grew weaker, his king of the guard, a ruthless and cruel man named Dukat, saw his chance to rob and terrorize the people of England. And worst of all, he did it in the king's name. It seemed that no one could save the kingdom of England from the thieving Gul Dukat and his ruthless henchmen. Until one day several years after the king became ill.
()()()()()
Benny Russell and his dear friend Julius Eaton were talking by their snow cone cart in winter as Benny held up several old twigs.
"Kindling." Benny said. "Fresh kindling, right here. Can't cook dinner without fire... Right?
No one bought a single stick of firewood, and Benny's stomach roared in anguish. He hadn't had a decent meal in months and just barely survived on what he and Julius shared.
"Man, I'm hungry." Benny said as he rubbed his stomach.
"Snow cones." Julius said. "Snow cones here. We've got all kinds of flavors. We have plain, lime, and lemon."
No one came here either.
"So Julius how's business?" Benny asked.
"If no one takes any of this stuff soon, I'm gonna have to eat these myself." Julius grumbled.
"Well it could be worse." Benny said optimistically. "Come on guys, secret handshake."
Julius and Benny shook hands, high fived each other, and did an Egyptian style of dancing for a few seconds and put their heads together.
"You always knew how to cheer me and Kat up, Benny." Julius said with a smile.
"Trust me." Benny said with a smile as he felt in his heart it was true. "One of these days, we'll be eating just like the king. We'll have lots of turkey and ham and potatoes and corn and-"
"Ice cream, cookies, and pie!" Julius finished with a smile.
"Fruit tarts and cobblers as piled as high as Julius." Benny called out.
"Give me a suckling pig to make my belly big." Julius said with a smile.
"I'm a pretty big guy." Benny said as he took a spare wheel and held it out. "Give me a pizza pie."
"I'd have a happy place next to the fire place." Julius said as he knelt by the butcher's.
"I'd like a hat to wear." Benny said as he put a bucket over his head for a laugh.
"And thermal underwear." Julius said with a gasp as a winter wind rushed by.
Julius then put an old rag around Benny's neck like a cloak as Benny held up an unsold piece of wood.
It would be appealing,
Just to have the royal feeling.
Doing everything a little bit like a king.
"Like a king!" Julius called out.
"Like a king!" Benny replied.
"Just a little bit like a king." They both repeated.
I . . . Would love to live just like a king! (Just a little like... Just little bit like...)
Just then, Gul Dukat and his men, drove by in a large carriage. As it passed, Benny sighed and knelt beside the castle wall. It couldn't hurt too badly to see inside.
"Hello?" Benny asked as he knocked. Noticing his glasses were fogging up, Benny took them off to clear them up
"Who goes there?" A stoat Cardassian with black hair asked while Benny was doing this.
"I'd just like to-" Benny began when he saw the man gasp and open the door.
"Come right inside." The man said with an oily manner.
"Wow." Benny said. "Thanks."
Benny had never really had too much experience with the guards, so maybe all his and Julius' friends just exaggerated.
()()()()()
As the prince left, Rusot sighed with relief when Gul Dukat stepped on his foot, and he felt like a lion had stepped on it instead of a slim man.
"What do you think this is, Glinn Rusot?" Gul Dukat asked. "An open house?"
"But sir that was the prince." Rusot explained.
"Then who's that you twit?!" Gul Dukat snapped as he held Rusot up to the window, and he saw the outline of Prince Benjamin sitting in his class.
Well that was a nice beginning, wouldn't you say?