Why bother.
The important night had finally come. As Duo walked down the stairs he suddenly felt the urge to go back and hide in a room for the rest of the night. But when he saw Joseph at the end of the stairs he felt confident.
"I feel like a fish out of water." He whispered to Joseph.
"Don't worry you will get over it; allow me to introduce to you Genovia's Prime Minister Sebastian Motaz, his lovely wife Sheila, and their daughter Marissa." Duo shook hands with all of them.
"Is it true that you got to go to ALL the colonies while you were in the war?" the girl asked him.
"Well, not all of them but a lot of them, maybe I can take you on a tour some day, that is, if your mother and father let you."
"I'm not allowed to go to the party, you think they will let me go to the colonies?"
They all chuckled at her remark as one of the butlers announced that dinner was served.
The queen entered the room and they all sat down. She remained standing, and cleared her through to get attention. Duo cuddent help but tap the glass in front of him. By doing this, he broke it.
"Don't worry, it happens all the time." Said the butler when he cleaned it up. After this the queen gave a small message and sat down.
As soon as she seated, Duo saw that the name on his space was Jean Claude Philipe Renaldy II. He picked it up and wandered if somebody had a pen so he could fix that. What he didn't notice was that he was holding the small card over the candle in front of him. He did notice it after he put it on the table again, when he saw that it was burning. And that the sleeve of the man sitting beside him was also on fire. Duo looked around for something with what to put out the fire, but all he could see was the ice bucket for the wine, which was starting to melt.
Duo grabbed the man's arm and dipped it on the ice bucket, making the flame disappear. The man looked at him with a weird face (0_0) and continued to eat, making sure his arm was far from Duo's reach. After some time passed, the queen called Duo to her side.
"Everything fine there?"
"Yeah, no problems."
"What was that with the ice bucket?"
"Oh that.well.nothing.big."
"That is good to know, you can go back to your seat now."
Duo sighted, relived that he didn't have to tell her anything. He went back to enjoy the rest of the dinner. But of curse, the accidents did not stop there. Next came the soup. Duo did not even want to know what was in there; it was nasty enough not knowing. The appearance wasn't bad, but the taste was.how to put it delicately.the worst thing he had ever tasted, plus he burned his tongue and almost threw up when he tasted it. He could have jumped up and down when they took it away from him. But with the luck he was having, things were not going to get better.
After that, he was brought what seemed to be ice cream.
"Well, at least I know what the dessert is." He said, as he was about to eat it.
"That is not the dessert, it's an intercourse, to cleanse the paladar."
He didn't really care if it was dessert or not, just the fact that he could pronounce the name was enough for him (he still did not or want to know what was in the soup). So, as every other 17-year-old eating ice cream, he took a really big bite. Which caused the biggest case of brainfrezze Duo had ever experienced in his life (*_*). Which, as always in these embarasing situations, made everybody in the table look at him.
"And this is what they call a prince." Said the man sitting in front of him. This was going so bad. Next came the main course and with out thinking Duo began doing something he is pretty good at, eating like a pig. Of course he went to the prince mode when he got some very nasty looks from his grandmother, Duo had an idea that she could be pretty scary when mad.
After a miraculously uneventful main course, make that tow courses, finally came desert. It seemed to be a something close to chocolate covered pear, a very famous Genovian dessert according to the Prime Minister. It had some grapes on the side, which was the first thing he got on his hands, but his grandmother saw him and told him to use the fork. Which he did mind you, the only problem was getting the grapes to stick there. He had a small battle with the grapes, which ended with one grape falling to the floor. That is when disaster struck.
Duo bent down to grab the grape, but he coudent reach. So he got down to the floor bending under the table to get it. Just as he almost got it, one of the butler's serving there tripped with him (he had halve his body under the table and the other halve in the middle of the way). This caused him to push yet another man, making the last one hold on to the table, but lost his grip. The man fell to the floor kicking Duo's plate in the air. But everything that goes up must come down, and this happened to his plate, landing right next to the queen. A very red-from-blushing Duo came out of under the table to see the mess.
"Was that my fault?" he asked the minister, who nodded yes with a grave expression. But one good thing did come from this. The Japanese ambassador that was sitting next to the queen began laughing, something he hadn't done in the whole evening.
"How was the dinner?" Asked Miss Johnson as Duo went up to his apartment.
"Well, not bad, I broke a glass, almost threw up when I saw the food, I ate like a pig, got the worst case of brainfrezze in my life which still hurts, and knocked over two butler's. Hey, it could have been worst." He said with an innocent smile.
"Total fiasco huh?"
"Yeah you could say that." He said as he began to climb up the stairs.
"Oh Duo, Hilde called! She asked if you were going to go over there tomorrow to work on your baby!"
"Well, if the queen comes by tomorrow, you know were to tell her to find me!" he yelled back before going to sleep.
Miss Johnson smiled At least he hasn't changed THAT much she thought to her self. With this she also went to bed.
A/n: I'm SO SORRY it took me so long to update this, been having some major writer's block Case and when I had I finish, my computer went nuts and wudent let me update. Ill get the next one going ASAP.
The important night had finally come. As Duo walked down the stairs he suddenly felt the urge to go back and hide in a room for the rest of the night. But when he saw Joseph at the end of the stairs he felt confident.
"I feel like a fish out of water." He whispered to Joseph.
"Don't worry you will get over it; allow me to introduce to you Genovia's Prime Minister Sebastian Motaz, his lovely wife Sheila, and their daughter Marissa." Duo shook hands with all of them.
"Is it true that you got to go to ALL the colonies while you were in the war?" the girl asked him.
"Well, not all of them but a lot of them, maybe I can take you on a tour some day, that is, if your mother and father let you."
"I'm not allowed to go to the party, you think they will let me go to the colonies?"
They all chuckled at her remark as one of the butlers announced that dinner was served.
The queen entered the room and they all sat down. She remained standing, and cleared her through to get attention. Duo cuddent help but tap the glass in front of him. By doing this, he broke it.
"Don't worry, it happens all the time." Said the butler when he cleaned it up. After this the queen gave a small message and sat down.
As soon as she seated, Duo saw that the name on his space was Jean Claude Philipe Renaldy II. He picked it up and wandered if somebody had a pen so he could fix that. What he didn't notice was that he was holding the small card over the candle in front of him. He did notice it after he put it on the table again, when he saw that it was burning. And that the sleeve of the man sitting beside him was also on fire. Duo looked around for something with what to put out the fire, but all he could see was the ice bucket for the wine, which was starting to melt.
Duo grabbed the man's arm and dipped it on the ice bucket, making the flame disappear. The man looked at him with a weird face (0_0) and continued to eat, making sure his arm was far from Duo's reach. After some time passed, the queen called Duo to her side.
"Everything fine there?"
"Yeah, no problems."
"What was that with the ice bucket?"
"Oh that.well.nothing.big."
"That is good to know, you can go back to your seat now."
Duo sighted, relived that he didn't have to tell her anything. He went back to enjoy the rest of the dinner. But of curse, the accidents did not stop there. Next came the soup. Duo did not even want to know what was in there; it was nasty enough not knowing. The appearance wasn't bad, but the taste was.how to put it delicately.the worst thing he had ever tasted, plus he burned his tongue and almost threw up when he tasted it. He could have jumped up and down when they took it away from him. But with the luck he was having, things were not going to get better.
After that, he was brought what seemed to be ice cream.
"Well, at least I know what the dessert is." He said, as he was about to eat it.
"That is not the dessert, it's an intercourse, to cleanse the paladar."
He didn't really care if it was dessert or not, just the fact that he could pronounce the name was enough for him (he still did not or want to know what was in the soup). So, as every other 17-year-old eating ice cream, he took a really big bite. Which caused the biggest case of brainfrezze Duo had ever experienced in his life (*_*). Which, as always in these embarasing situations, made everybody in the table look at him.
"And this is what they call a prince." Said the man sitting in front of him. This was going so bad. Next came the main course and with out thinking Duo began doing something he is pretty good at, eating like a pig. Of course he went to the prince mode when he got some very nasty looks from his grandmother, Duo had an idea that she could be pretty scary when mad.
After a miraculously uneventful main course, make that tow courses, finally came desert. It seemed to be a something close to chocolate covered pear, a very famous Genovian dessert according to the Prime Minister. It had some grapes on the side, which was the first thing he got on his hands, but his grandmother saw him and told him to use the fork. Which he did mind you, the only problem was getting the grapes to stick there. He had a small battle with the grapes, which ended with one grape falling to the floor. That is when disaster struck.
Duo bent down to grab the grape, but he coudent reach. So he got down to the floor bending under the table to get it. Just as he almost got it, one of the butler's serving there tripped with him (he had halve his body under the table and the other halve in the middle of the way). This caused him to push yet another man, making the last one hold on to the table, but lost his grip. The man fell to the floor kicking Duo's plate in the air. But everything that goes up must come down, and this happened to his plate, landing right next to the queen. A very red-from-blushing Duo came out of under the table to see the mess.
"Was that my fault?" he asked the minister, who nodded yes with a grave expression. But one good thing did come from this. The Japanese ambassador that was sitting next to the queen began laughing, something he hadn't done in the whole evening.
"How was the dinner?" Asked Miss Johnson as Duo went up to his apartment.
"Well, not bad, I broke a glass, almost threw up when I saw the food, I ate like a pig, got the worst case of brainfrezze in my life which still hurts, and knocked over two butler's. Hey, it could have been worst." He said with an innocent smile.
"Total fiasco huh?"
"Yeah you could say that." He said as he began to climb up the stairs.
"Oh Duo, Hilde called! She asked if you were going to go over there tomorrow to work on your baby!"
"Well, if the queen comes by tomorrow, you know were to tell her to find me!" he yelled back before going to sleep.
Miss Johnson smiled At least he hasn't changed THAT much she thought to her self. With this she also went to bed.
A/n: I'm SO SORRY it took me so long to update this, been having some major writer's block Case and when I had I finish, my computer went nuts and wudent let me update. Ill get the next one going ASAP.
