Title: Prince My Foot!
Summary: Some strange people from South Africa locate and claim that Justin is a Prince and heir to the throne, who are these people? Is Justin really their missing piece of royalty?
Rating: T. I have a bad case of writer's block. Sowwie. I'll get back to my other stories later, I still love you!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the creepy servants. Not even *sniffle* the WWE! Waaaa!
"Change the channel…" Justin groaned. He still can't believe his boyfriend is still awake, and he was playing loud music on MTV.
"I like this song." the England native whimpered. In Justin's defense, it was 4:00 in the morning and Wade was playing heavy metal.
"Do you even sleep?" Justin stirred around in the bed so he'd be facing his boyfriend, who was laying like a lazy cat: flat on his back.
"I do sleep, that's why I'm always asleep during the day. Duh." Justin pouted. 'Duh' made him feel stupid. He didn't like them at all, he didn't even say it.
"What did I tell you about that word?" Justin scolded. "I don't like it at all."
"Yes, Father." Wade joked, he turned the music down so his beloved could get his beauty sleep, and for Justin, it works. He isn't the prettiest flower in the meadow if he doesn't get his full 8 hour sleep. He's kinda scary if he doesn't get it all.
"Than…" Justin's thanks were cut of by his sweet slumber. Wade loved how Justin slept, his mouth was always open and his eyes were half open as well, it was creepy for others, but adorable for Wade. To Wade, watching Justin sleep was his Super Bowl, his WrestleMania, and his Foo Fighters concert. It was just to amazing. Justin talks in his sleep, so he likes to have a nice little conversation with the sleeping South African with out him knowing what happened the following day.
"I kicked a rabbit…." Justin murmured, drool was slowly pouring down his mouth.
"What?" Wade laughed. "What color was it?"
"Black." Justin was intelligently answering his questions. It was really funny, because of Wade, Justin was not only a WWE superstar, but a internet sensation, he wasn't aware of it though.
"All the girlies say I'm pretty fly, for a white guy…" Justin snored.
"What girls say that?"
"All of them."
"Okie dokie, then."
"I kissed Cena while I was in Nexus." Wade looked at Justin with anger coating them. Maybe he was dreaming he did; so he let it go.
It was 4:30 in the morning now, so Wade decided he needed to sleep now. Tomorrow, he needed to go pick up Justin's pain relievers, so Wade drifted off to sleep only to be interrupted by-
"I farted."
"For the love of GOD, JUSTIN!"
xXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX
BEEP…BEEEP…BEEEEEEEP!
"DIE EVIL TELETUBBIES!" Justin threw a pillow at the wall and opened his eyes.
"Justin, first you fart in your sleep, then you start singing Material Girl, which you told me you hated, and then, you think that the Teletubbies are here. What's up with you?"
Justin was extremely confused. "This ISN'T Planet Samar in the Dawn Galaxy that's being overrun by-"
"No, this is planet Earth in the spiral galaxy, Justin." Wade sat up on the bed and looked back at his confused lover.
"I could've sworn that this was…Whatever, I don't care anymore." Justin stood up and headed into the bathroom. For Wade, he went downstairs to start on breakfast.
DING DONG!
"…At 7:30? This better be mail, if this is Heath, I swear I'll…" Wade's thoughts were cut by a group of people with Justin's skin color and people with Wade's type of skin was mixed in the crowd. "Can I help you?"
"Is this the home of Justin Gabriel?" one person asked.
"Are you the paparazzi?" Wade asked.
"No sir. We are no paparazzi." a woman said.
"Wade, is everything okaaaay…." Justin was stunned at the large amount of people at the door. "Are they the paparazzi?"
"That's what I wanna know." Wade mumbled.
The group of people barricaded their way through the door and past Wade, who just got stomped all over to get to Justin. Justin was very confused as the people rambled to him.
"Hey guys! Shush!" They all went silent.
"How the hell did you do that, Justin?" Wade asked.
"Err…I'm not sure, myself." Justin looked at the group of people. "Who are you guys, and I want ONE person to answer!" An adult male with a light skin color and blonde hair spoke to him, Justin could tell he was from South Africa.
"We've found you Prince Gabriel." The group of people bowed down to the bewildered man. "We've been looking all around."
"I think you've got the wrong guy. I'm no prince." Justin nervously laughed.
"No, I'm sure its you." the man spoke again. He pulled something out of his tote bag that he was wearing and gave it to Justin. Justin opened it.
"You see sir, your mother, she was a lady in waiting. He best friend was the Queen, when the Queen was assassinated, your mother became the queen, but she's no where to be found, your father either. So, we knew the next best thing was to find the royal son and treat him like royalty for the rest of his natural life."
Justin couldn't believe what he was hearing, he was royalty. A long lost prince. A smile crept on his face. This was too amazing.
"Prince Justin, we are here to serve you." The group of people bowed down to Justin once again.
"Are you all of my servants?" Justin asked.
"No, there are more in the truck outside. May we let them in. Prince Gabriel?"
Wade was standing by Justin, so he elbowed Justin and shook his head 'No'. Justin didn't think his way through this, the thought of having people tend to his every whim sounded amazing.
"Bring them in!"
A/N: LOL, good so far? Reviews are needed! I'm gonna work on my other stories, so don't give up on me!