Chapter two.
The king G0-T0 at once made known what his wishes were, marrying his adopted daughter called Exile.
"Are you fuc**** out of your mind? ! Why the hell should I marry you?" asked the outraged princess exile.
"Because I'm worth it, obviously." explained the king G0-T0.
But the young girl, who was not at all ambitious, and had not the faintest desire to marry him, was filled with dismay, and begged for time to think about it.
"Think of it? ! There is nothing to think about it! I refuse! Simple and clean! This is a free country! I have rights!"
"I am King, so you have to do what I demand!"
And the Front part of the donkey was making a depression.
"Come on! It's not that bad." said Mira the behind of the donkey.
"'sob' my precious angel...'sob', she prefer marrying a fat old guy...instead of me 'sob'" sobbed Atton the front part of the donkey.
"You're a donkey. Act like one!" said Mira the behind of the donkey.
That night, when everyone was asleep, she started in a little car drawn by a big sheep, and went to consult her fairy godmother.
"Seriously, can't you walk any faster?" said the princess Exile to the sheep.
The sheep beeped at the princess. (Can be translated as: Walk yourself!)
(T3-M4 as the sheep)
"Yeah, go ahead, wake everyone up while I'm trying to leave secretly. I'm sure my father G0-T0 hasn't heard you enough." said sarcastically the princess exile.
"Actually I heard you and-" But the king G0-T0 was interrupt by being hit by a shoe.
"Sleep to death!" yelled the princess exile.
At the fairy godmother's house.
"I know what you have come to tell me,"
(Kreia as the fairy godmother)
"You do? Great! I won't need to do some random flash-back with the force" said the exile.
"And if you don't wish to marry him, I will show you how to avoid it. Ask him to give you a dress that exactly matches the sky. It will be impossible for him to get one, so you will be quite safe."
"That's it? ! Geez thanks, I couldn't have think of that myself..." said sarcastically the princess exile.
The girl thanked the fairy and returned home again.
"What a stupid plan..."
The next morning, when her father (She insisted on the word "father") came to see her, she told him that she could give him no answer until he had presented her with a dress the colour of the sky.
"AH! Try that, you old geezer!"
"Okay! No problem!"
"What? !"
The king, overjoyed at this answer, sent for all the choicest weavers and dressmakers in the kingdom, and commanded them to make a robe the colour of the sky without an instant's delay, or he would cut off their heads at once.
"Hey! I thought you were a patriot?" asked the princess exile.
"Only on weekend." answer the king G0-T0.
Dreadfully frightened at this threat, they all began to dye and cut and sew, and in two days they brought back the dress, which looked as if it had been cut straight out of the heavens!
"What the ****? !" cursed the princess exile.
"That was no challenge for me, young girl. Try a little harder next time."
"In three words, Your plan sucks..." said the front and the behind part of the donkey
The poor girl was thunderstruck (and very moody), and did not know what to do; so in the night she harnessed (and insulted) her sheep T3 again , and went in search of her godmother.
"KREIA! Your plan SUCKS!" exclaimed the princess exile.
"The king is cleverer than I thought," said Kreia the fairy; "but tell him you must have a dress of moonbeams."
"I rather have a marshmallow..." said the princess exile.
"Do as I ask."
"Okay, Okay, moonbeams dress..."
And the next day, when the king summoned her into his presence, the girl told him what she wanted.
"Madam, I can refuse you nothing," said he; and he ordered the dress to be ready in twenty-four hours, or every man should be hanged.
"What the ****? !" cursed the princess exile.
They set to work with all their might, and by dawn next day, the dress of moonbeams was laid across her bed.
The girl, though she could not help admiring its beauty, began to cry (of rage), till the fairy, who heard her, came to her help.
"Kreia...Give me a reason NOT to strangle YOU right NOW!"
"Well, I could not have believed it of him!"Said Kreia the fairy
"You think?" said sarcastically princess exile.
"but ask for a dress of sunshine, and I shall be surprised indeed if he manages that!"
The goddaughter did not feel much faith in the fairy after her two previous failures;( hell! she wanted to kill Kreia with her bare hands) but not knowing what else to do, she told her father what she was bid.
The king made no difficulties about it, and even gave his finest rubies and diamonds to ornament the dress, which was ,so dazzling, when finished, that it could not be looked at save through smoked glasses!
"..."
When the princess saw it, she pretended that the sight hurt her eyes, and retired to her room, where she found the fairy awaiting her, very much ashamed of herself.
"I loathe you very much... Now I have to marry the old geezer and make fat babies droids with him...EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW! I don't even want to think of it!" screamed the princess exile.
"There is only one thing to be done now," Said Kreia the fairy.
"You must demand the skin of the ass he sets such store by. It is from that donkey he obtains all his vast riches; and I am sure he will never give it to you."
"You want Mira's ass? ! EW!" the princess exile was disgusted
"Not Mira's ass ; the skin of the donkey costume." explained Kreia the fairy
"But that also mean Atton and Mira will be naked...I don't want to see that."
"You want to marry the fat one?"
"NO!"
"Then you know what to do..."
End of chapter two.