" Rising to Power"
Hello, I am back. Sorry about the long wait. I took too many credit hours in college than I could barely handle and burned myself out. Now that I have finally recooperated, here is the next chapter. Please enjoy and thanks for your patience.
Chapter 3
The ring-tailed lemurs nodded their heads, stood up then trudged out of the room. Soon, a week had past by and Aleu and Maurice were teaching Julien how to act like a king, but he tuned them out.
" I'm sick of learning all these laws," the prince gripped, while sitting in the left pilot's seat. " No skipping trees when traveling. Only eat litchi nuts on special occasions. Stay at least a four hundred mile
radius away from foosa territory. No lemur shall stay up past ten at night, unless they are nocturnal then that changes, until ten in the morning. Don't speak, unless you are spoken to…Ugh. Who
comes up with this stuff? Can't we all just dance?"
" Julien, those rules are there for safety reasons," Maurice buzzed from the floor. " And they were created by Queen La Fleur. The leader of the lemurs, before the first King Julien took the throne from
her."
" La Fleur," Julien squeaked with a raised eyebrow.
" French for flower," Aleu whinnied from the right pilot's seat. " Now, onto the next set of rules. Rule number five hundred and seven: All fellow lemurs must worship and thank the sky spirits on a daily
basis."
" Argh," Julien growled as he slapped his paws over his eyes. " I can't take this, anymore. Why can't you do this?"
" The power has been rightfully passed down to you," Aleu piped.
" Well, can we move onto something else, please," Julien scoffed as he uncovered his eyes.
" How about etiquette lessons and listening to villagers problems," Maurice chirped.
" Please, thank-you, you're welcome, pleasure to meet you, blah, blah, blah," Julien sighed as he slapped the air with his paw then pointed to his head. " I've got it all up here."
" Really," Aleu chimed as she folded her arms then paused. " Excuse me, your highness. I've come to tell you that we have a shortage of mangos, mercury in the water supply, and a group of children
have gone missing in the jungle. Do you think you can help?"
" How can I help," Julien shrieked as he flung his paws, outward. "I don't even know how to solve any of that stuff. I'm just a kid. Go find somebody else to help."
" Julien, they'll be expecting you to do something," Aleu rang. " You can't just turn them down when they need you."
" Watch me," Julien grunted as he folded his arms.
" Julien," Aleu narrowed her eyes.
" Okay," Julien sighed as he rolled his eyes. " I'll see to it that I will help in any way possible."
"That's better," Aleu chimed then patted Julien's crownless head.
"So, what's next," Julien shrugged.
"This," Maurice stated as he held up a leafy crown with a partially cut gourd attached to it, which Julien's father did not really wear, except on special occasions, such as meetings and checking around
the village.
"My dad's crown," Julien whispered as he raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes.
"Yeah," Maurice piped. "And now it's yours."
"Maurice, I can't," Julien murmured, waving his paws in front of him. "I'm still a prince."
"Who is going to be king, soon," Aleu uttered then levitated the crown out of Maurice's paws and placed it on her son's head.
"I can't see," Julien muttered from underneath the crown, which draped over his face, and rested on top of his muzzle.
" You'll grow into it," Aleu peeped as Julien pushed the crown up, revealing his orange eyes. " Now, onto handling the public. Let's say that you saw a human heading over to the village. What should
you do?"
"I would hide and hope that the village spots them," Julien retorted.
"Okay," Alue tweeted as she raised an eyebrow, knowing it was the wrong answer. "What should you do if there was a riot between members of the colony?"
"I would stay away from them to avoid getting dragged into it," Julien scoffed as he rolled his eyes.
"We've got a lot of work to do," Maurice mumbled into Aleu's ear.
About a few weeks, later, Julien was still answering the questions wrong and having problems with his other lessons, except for ballroom dancing. He danced on his toes smoothly and with spunk
when it came to that. Aleu, who was sitting on the nose of the plane, sighed as she sat in a fetal position, while staring up at the sun in the late afternoon. Meanwhile, Julien was on the other side of
the plane, laying on his back with his legs crossed and his paws behind his head. He was staring up at the sun, as well, when he heard a rustle behind him. The young lemur gasped as he flipped on
his stomach, only to find Maurice climbing through the branches of the tree the plane was in, before entering a large hole in the trunk.
"Where is he going," Julien grunted then stood up to follow the Aye-Aye. As soon as he caught up to him, he continued to watch him more, but got distracted. In the hole was a small, straw bed, along
with a faded picture hanging on the left wall, beside it. The young lemur squinted his eyes, tightly, trying to get a better look at it, but before he could get a better look at it, something latched onto
one of his shoulders, making him jump.
"What are you doing here," Maurice snapped a bit.
"I saw you come in here," Julien stated. "What is this place?"
"This is my home," Maurice chirped as he gestured away from himself. "Well, my room, anyway."
" You sleep in here," Julien shrugged. "Why?"
"It's what I'm used to," Maurice said. "By the way, don't ask for a grand tour, because you've already seen the whole place, already."
"Oh, okay," Julien clicked. "I'm gonna go play outside."
"Alright," Maurice beeped as Julien zoomed away.
After Julien went outside, he biffed into something and landed hard on his rear, causing his crown to fly off of his head. He looked up and gawked at the sight before him. It was a female Ringtail, about
his age, only taller and curvier. "Like, watch it, Loser," the female roared.
"Sorry," Julien stuttered as he felt around for his crown. "I didn't see you there."
"That's what they all say," she spat then saw the male reach behind her, but not touch her. She gasped the slapped Julien across the face.
"Ow," He yelped as he placed his paw on his right cheek. "What was that for?"
" You know very well what that was for," she hissed. " You were going to..."
" Get my crown," Julien snarled then pointed a finger behind the female. "It's right behind you."
"Crown," the female barked then pointed at herself. "Do I look like some prize to you?"
"No," Julien shook his head then paused. "I meant, my crown. You know, the thing with leaves and a gourd." The female glanced behind her and saw what he was after. She picked it up and scanned
it.
"You're a girl," the female tilted her head.
"No, I'm a boy," Julien rolled his eyes. "Weird, I know, but my dad's family has been in charge for twelve generations."
"You're from the family that took power from Queen La Fleur," the female scrunched her face. " You're Prince Julien XIII?"
"Yes, and I will be King Julien XIII, someday, because of her," Julien stated then got punched in the nose, causing it to sting.
"You blockhead," the female shrieked. " My family was supposed to be in power. Not yours."
"What do you mean," Julien honked, while covering his now bleeding nose. " And...Owwwwwwwwww. Did you have to hit so hard?"
"I am a descendent of Queen La Fleur," the female snapped. "Ergo, I would've been Princess Lori La Fleur."
"You're a La Fleur," Julien squeaked.
"Yes," Lori growled. "And because your family took power, my family has been forced to live next to the foosa territory."
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What will happen next in Chapter 4? Please, stay tuned and find out more. Thank-you for reading this message.
