Papa, wie dat is?
Written for my own amusement
Also known as The Deflation of Paris' ego
"I just could not help myself," Prince Paris of Troy proclaims dramatically to the beauty before him. "Your presence is, in itself, the single brightest star in the universe! You positively shine! I beg you allow me your company."
She studies him with sharp brown eyes. He is on one knee, hand held out to her, handsome features sculpted by Hephaestus, golden-bronzed skin hit by the light just so... All in all, he is the picture of masculine perfection.
She opens her mouth, like she's about to smile, and then says, "I'm just not that into you."
--theend--