Chapter 2: Mr. Kakan we love you!
The door opened and father came out with a big grin. "We think you should respect are mother she made us feel great pleasure-," the Queen elbowed him in the stomach not to fry the poor Prince's clean little mind.
"King don't you think you should take the prince to find that horrible critic,"
"Why we think that would be splendid all we have to do is call in the," he paused, "THE ROYAL RAINBOW!" the King and I were warped to a small suburban apartment's door number 783. The King pushed me up to the door and said, "Now, now boy go on and knock," so I did, again and again and again. A small little Asian man opened it up he had blood shot eyes, big glasses, and crazy smelly hair. He looked like a real geek!
"Oh hello you're a writer for the Pixel Time are you not don't lie now we always know,"
"Wait your that king and that little shrimpy thing is the prince right?" he asked in a annoying nasally voice.
"Why yes us very happy you know are name we think it's a mistake but you made a big typo on your review for Katamari Damacy,"
"Oh with what I used spell check I emailed it to mma she saw nothing wrong with it,"
"It was your score we know you couldn't possibly gave it a-," the little man laughed loudly and got moist crumbs of chips on the king's face. The king grew mad his eyes started to glow.
"My score was absolutely right that game was well SUCKY, so bad its going in the top ten worst games of all time in the Pixel Times better yet why don't you roll your balls somewhere else. You noobs you're all a bunch of noobs," he snarled.
"We don't know what you said but you better take it back before we beat your pale buttock," he paused, "KARATE KID STYLE," he got up holding his arms in the air and standing on one foot lights flashed all behind him.
"Oh don't make me laugh," he said; the king kicked him right in the face.
"You see what you get you make us made then, then we get out of control," he yelled. The little man snarled and jumped on him knocking him down and he started punching him in the gut over and over again. The King of course started crying and luckily the Prince managed to pull him off. The king stood up and cried, "You play to rough you're a bad man, a really bad man," he slapped the critic across the face and stormed off.
"Hah I pwned his royal spandex wearing rump," he laughed wildly, "wait till I post about this on the message boards!" he scurried to his computer and started typing wildly. The Prince managed to sneak in and look into the man's apartment. Scantly clad women were all hung up on the walls. Weird Star Trek dolls were in glass cases and a Pikachu suit was in his closet. The prince wrote on his trusty pad with his noble pencil and showed it to the man.
"Huh why is it isn't the prince, and what do we have here he's trying to communicate. I'm sorry my father acted that way. He just loves his work but I think you are looking at Katamari Damcy the wrong way. Could I show you how great rolling a Katamari can be the prince wrote! Wow has anyone ever told you, you have pretty hand writing sort of like a girls," the prince sighed at this, "Well since you asked nicely well, NO. I knew you would try to change me and show me the light," he said in a mocking voice, " I'll make a deal you have a week to show me how great Katamari Damcy can be and I will change my review. But," he paused, "If you can't then I get to make out with your mom," the prince fell on the ground being so shocked and quickly shook his head, "Fine then I become the king of the cosmos!" he grinned.
There was nothing the Prince could do he had to save his father's kingdom and maybe if he did he would finally become a man, and talk and grow big, and well it was all very exciting. The Prince wrote deal and showed it to the critic.
"Alright then and by the way my name is Kakan but since you're so puny call me Mr. Kakan," he laughed. So the Prince had only seven days and he wasn't going to waste any of them he was going to make his parents proud and he was going to do it right!