Isiah: What up? Isiah and Tom here.

Tom: What up?

Isiah: And welcome back to Isiah02's Royalty Rules. We have yet again another 10 rules for your guys' laughing pleasure.

Tom: I'm ready to get this party started.

Isiah: The party started a while back, when the first chapter of this got posted. Also before we begin, I just wanna let you guys know that we might do another location for the next set of rules. We're thinking of doing the next set either in Royal Prep or in the village of Dunwitty. We'll keep you guys updated.

Tom: But for now, let's get into the next set of rules.


Rule 41: A castle servant cannot ask a royal to dance with them.

Miranda: Guys, this is self explanatory.

Isiah: Yeah, but let's show an example anyway.

*Roland is watching people dance at a ball when one of the castle maids walks up to him*

Suzette: Your majesty, would you like to dance.

Roland: Sure.

*Roland dances with Suzette for a while before Miranda sees them and German Suplex her to the beverage area, then gets up glaring at Roland*

*Isiah shakes his head in disappointment*

Tom: Listen, guys. It doesn't matter what happens at a ball.

Isiah: Nope.

Tom: Your favorite jam can come on. Hell,. a longtime friend could even arrive without you knowing. But the royal family takes this seriously. No servant of the castle should ask a royal to hit the dance floor with them.

Isiah: Hell to the no.

Tom: It just doesn't look right.


Rule 42: When Isiah catches you doing something, he will start questioning you.

Isiah: When I see something that catches my attention, I just can't help myself.

Tom: Sure you can't. Also shout out to the homie Niagara14301 for letting us use his character Dorrie in this example.

*Dorrie is at the magic firing range when Isiah sees her from afar and walks over to her*

Isiah: Hold on a second, who in the village harassing you, Dorrie?

Dorrie: What? Nobody.

Isiah: Is it the 60 year old creep who likes to hug people a lot or is it the 40 year old homeless man who's trying to rob people?

Dorrie: Nobody is trying to- *sigh*

*everyone looks at Isiah*

Isiah: What? She was shooting her wand like she was holding a gun. Whoever's messing with her better stop before they get a magic strike to the chest.

Tom: *sigh* Moving on.


Rule 43: No magical sticky bombs

Sofia: We take this rule very seriously.

Dorrie: I don't think any of us can stress this out enough.

Tom: What happened?

Dorrie: Amber had the nerve to try and prank James with a sticky bomb as a present. But it didn't quite turn out the way she wanted it to be.

*James is doing homework when Amber walks in on him*

Amber: Hi James.

James: What's up, Amber?

Amber: I got you a gift.

*Amber then gives James the box and he opens it to reveal a golden necklace*

James: Wow, Amber. This is brilliant.

Amber: Yes it sure it.

*Amber then kisses James on the cheek before leaving the room with a remote. James then puts on the necklace and a few moments after, Amber presses the button and the magical sticky bomb explodes*

Amber: *opens the door to see James laying on the ground and laughs her butt off* I GOT YOU!

*After laughing, Amber notices James isn't getting up*

Amber: James? *shakes James's body but doesn't wake up* Oh my God, no. *tries to wake James up again but still doesn't wake up* James. James! JAMES! PLEASE DON'T DIE ON ME PLEASE! *cries on her twin brother's chest*

Sofia: *rushes inside the room* What happened?

Amber: *crying* James is...d- dead.

Sofia: *gasps loudly* What happened?

Amber: I used a magical sticky bomb on him.

Sofia: WHAT?!

Amber: I know I feel really bad about it.

Sofia: YOU FREAKING DEGENERATE! HOW SELFISH AND VAIN CAN ONE PRINCESS BE?!

Amber: Sofia-

Sofia: I SHOULD'VE NEVER STOOD UP TO ISIAH FOR YOU! I SHOULD'VE JUST LET HIM YELL AT YOU!

*Without them knowing, James slowly wakes up and goes to Isiah and Dorrie*

James: What happened?

Dorrie: Amber hit you with a magical sticky bomb.

James: Did she get yelled at?

Isiah: Yep...by Sofia.

James: Wow.

Dorrie: Yeah...see what we're talking about now?


Rule 44: A royal listening to rap does not make them evil.

Miranda: Seriously, who came up with the idea of thinking someone's evil when it comes to rap music?

Isiah: Exactly. I understand it's not kid friendly, but c'mon now.

*Dorrie is listening to rap music when Violet walks in*

Violet: Dorrie dear, what music is this?

Dorrie: It's called rap mom.

Cedric: *rushes in* RAP?! ARE YOU CRAZY?! THAT'S EVIL MUSIC!

Dorrie: No it isn't.

Cedric: Yes it is! Are you trying to go to hell?!

Violet: CEDRIC!

Isiah: I swear Cedric, you are just plain stupid.


Rule 45: No horror movies.

Tom: Unless it's The Purge.

Roland: Wait. That's a horror movie?

Tom: You didn't know that?

Roland: Hell no.

Miranda: Rolie, Tom's just being silly. All that movie has is jump scares.

Sofia: No it doesn't mom.

Miranda: How do you know that Sofia?

Sofia: James told me he saw it with Hugo and Axel last week.

James: It's true. All that's there is just shootouts and stuff. Now movies like Nightmare on Elm Street and Freddy vs. Jason, those are real horror movies.

Isiah: Yeah, sure. Moving on now.


Rule 46: This rule is serious. Stop saying Allahu Akbar to destroy the castle.

Roland: Oh my God, thank you for posting this rule.

Isiah: What makes you so thankful about this rule, your majesty?

Roland: This rule and Cedric, that's what. I freaking hate when he thinks that it's some type of spell.

Tom: But it's not a spell. It's a signal of explosion.

Roland: Exactly.

*out of nowhere, someone shouts, "Allahu Akbar" and the castle blows up into flames. Luckily nobody got hurt*

Roland: CEDRIC THE SORCERER!

Cedric: Your majesty, I know what your thinking, and it was not me this time.

Roland: Well you're still gonna have to use magic to put the castle back together. We'll play the blame game later.

*after the castle gets put back together*

Isiah: Wow. It's like nothing happened. But I see your point about this rule.


Rule 47: No asking inventor Gwen to create robot copies of yourself. They will turn evil.

Gwen: I keep trying to tell people around here this. But nobody listens to an inventor.

James: Oh c'mon, Gwen. Everyone likes a robot copy of themselves.

Amber: And this is coming from someone who got their butt kicked by their own robot version.

James: Hey, screw you, Amber, I'll come over there and give you a butt kicking in a minute.

Sofia: Yeah, you were another one who asked for the same thing.

Amber: Okay, I'll admit it. I asked Gwen for the same thing. But mine didn't go crazy and beat me all over the castle.

Gwen: Yeah. It got into beating you up in your bedroom.

Isiah: And by the look you gave us, that thing was about to beat you to a pulp.

Amber: Oh shut the hell up.

Isiah: Don't get mad because you got your ass beat. *chuckles*


Rule 48: For the love of God, everyone please stop doing the dutch oven prank!

James: Yeah, Amber! Stop pulling this prank on me all the time.

Amber: *gasp* I did no such thing!

James: Oh yeah? Does this example answer your question?

*James is sleeping when Amber quietly sneaks in with an evil smirk on her face, walking over to her twin's bed, lifting up the covers along with the back of her skirt, and lets out a fart before covering up James' body.*

James: *realizing he's trapped under the covers* Wh- What the-

Amber: DUTCH OVEN!

James: OH MY GOD, AMBER LET ME OUTTA HERE! LET ME THE HELL OUTTA HERE!

*everyone looks at Amber*

James: Well?

Amber: Hey, don't act like you're any better. You pull pranks all the time!

James: But I don't scoop to such a level as to letting out gas and trapping someone under their covers with the smell with them.

Amber: Oh whatever.


Rule 49: If you're discussing something with Cedric, don't ask him to sit on his lap.

Sofia: He only lets me sits on him. Amber's not the kinda person to sit on someone but dad, James recently gained some weight-

James: HEY! I'M NOT FAT!

Sofia: All I said was you gained some weight.

James: That's the same thing!

Sofia: It's not that big of a deal.

Cedric: Yes, we're not judging you or anything.

James: You...aren't?

Cedric: Yeah, I support fat people. It's the people that hate on fat people that I seriously hate.

Sofia: And besides, you don't look fat at all.

James: Thanks Sof.

Sofia: You're welcome. *sits on Cedric's lap*


Rule 50: If you lock Isiah out the castle on a cold day, he has every right to beat you up.

Tom: Alright guys, I'll admit. I sorta dropped the bomb on this one last Wassillia.

*Isiah is going out to check the royal mailbox when Tom sneaks over to the door and closes it locking it afterwards*

Isiah: What the- *runs to the door and tries to open it* What the hell!

Tom: *snickering*

Isiah: *still trying to open the door* LET ME IN!

Tom: Hi, Isiah.

Isiah: Don't just stand there, let me in!

Tom: What's the magic word?

Isiah: Bro it's literally -2 degrees outside!

Tom: Aww, that's too bad. *laughs*

Isiah: I swear to God, when I get back in, your stupid ass is going to get hit!

Tom: That is if you can get in. *walks away*

*20 minutes later, Baileywick comes by and sees Isiah outside*

Baileywick: Oh my God, Isiah! *opens the door for Isiah*

Isiah: *walking in* Finally! My ass is frozen!

Baileywick: Need some hot cocoa and a roaring fire?

Isiah: Not yet. First I need to find Tom and beat his ass.


Tom: It wasn't that big of a deal, dude.

Isiah: Uh-huh, you just wait until this outro is over. Everyone, we hope you've enjoyed this set of rules. Again, we're either doing the next chapter either in Dunwitty or at Royal Prep. We haven't decided yet. If you haven't yet, check out the finishing touch on A Very Happy Wassillia.

Tom: Please don't forget to review nicely. No flames as always. More stories and updates soon. We love you guys. Thanks for supporting us everyday. See y'all later. Holla at your boys! Yeah.

Isiah: As always, until next time. *turns to Tom and starts chasing him around the castle*