'Today my teacher told me I was on crack. -_- drugs are BAD!

Disclaimer: Danny Phantom shall not belong to me.


Princesses?

The advisor turned and gestured for him to step forward. When he was by her side, he was greeted by gasps of amazement and cheers from the crowd. After a moment the advisor cleared her throat and continued her sentence.

"... por nia princo venis hejmen."

Danny stepped out onto the balcony, staring into the eyes of all the people. His people. Most were cheering and some looked at him in amazement. Of course the few who stared at him with jealousy and rage. As if they couldn't believe a fourteen year old boy was going to be their new ruler. He could handle it though. After all, as Phantom he'd had his share of enemies. It wasn't a big deal.

"Li estas juna, sed tio ne signifas ion ajn. Kiam li akceptis la trono knabo montris grandan respondecon kaj kuraĝo. Mi konas multajn el vi ankoraŭ maltrankviliĝis pri tiu sed nenio povas esti farita. Li restos princo kaj nia mezurilo ĝis lia dekoka naskiĝtago, kiam li estos kronita. Mi nun volas demandi por ĉiuj niaj gastoj veni kune. Ni kunvenos en la dancejo."(1)

With that, he turned around and walked back into the ballroom, gesturing for Danny to follow him. Inside, he informed him of what was to happen.

"Your highness, we must hurry and head to the ballroom. There you will meet many young girls and decide on your future queen.""

"Q-Queen?" Danny stammered. "What do you mean queen? I already have a girlfriend. Cant it just be her?"

"I'm sorry but it cannot. Your wife must have royal heritage, and must have the characteristics of a proper young lady. Royal blood is what had kept us hidden for this many years. You may not understand now but once your coronation comes, you will. Now, let's get going."

Danny stared at him, shocked into silence. He wouldn't be able to marry Sam? He would have to marry a princess? And there was no way out of it? He decided to just go along with it for now, and see what he could do.


When they arrived in the ballroom, after walking around for about twenty minutes (The castle was HUGE!) he was greeted by the sight of about 22 girls. Each one was dressed in a gown of some sort. When they spotted him, they let out a squeal and immediately dragged him into the room, each one of them introducing themselves.

"Hi! I'm Jessica, heir to the kingdom of-"

"I'm Hannah, my daddy owns the castle two islands from-"

Amy!

Sarah!

Ariel!

Jasmine!

Ella!-

"STOP!" he couldn't take it anymore. They were all talking at once, and the most he got out of the conversation was their names.

"Please, one at a time. I can't understand ANY of you."

And so it went. One by one each princess came up and introduced themselves one way or another. Although some were more flirtatious then others, he didn't really see anyone interesting. That was until she came into his view.

Her hair was jet black and waist length. It flowed as she walked, the silky strands curled. Her dress was red and strapless, the bottom flaring out and hugging her curves well. But the thing he was so mesmerized by was her eyes. They were so green; they could be mistaken for emeralds. They were looking at him with a bit of uncertainty.

"H-hello your highness." She whispered, her voice soft beautiful, sounding like the natural lullaby of nature.

Danny was pretty sure he resembled a fish; his mouth was opening and closing several times before he regained his senses. He cleared his throat.

"Um…hi. I didn't see you before. What's your name?"

"Rebecca, I'm from the kingdom of Malkina."

Rebecca. He loved her name, but then he remembered something or rather some one. Sam. His girlfriend. He loved Sam and nothing was going to change that. But this princess was beautiful. Of he indeed had to choose a wife, it would most likely be her.

"Well, Rebecca," he started "would you like to walk with me around the castle."

Her eyes widened a bit and she blushed before stammering out a nervous yes.

And so they left the, hand in hand, oblivious to the stares directed at them.


Across the room, Sam, Jazz, and Tucker, looked up just in time to see Danny leaving with a girl.

"Who is she?" Tucker asked, instantly in love with her.

Sam saw red. She finally got the boy of her dreams and no prissy princess was going to steal him from her.

"I don't know," she whispered furiously, heading towards the door, "but I'm gonna find out."


Once they arrived in the hall, Danny turned her around and began talking.

"Look, you seem reasonable enough, so I'm just gonna say it. I have a girlfriend and I'm not really into marrying another girl so maybe we could be friends. I'm sure it could work out. That way if we have to get married, it won't be to awkward, ya know?"

He just kept rambling on and on, trying not to embarrass himself but also trying to get his point across. Rebecca tried interrupting him, but it seemed he was too lost in thought to notice anything. Finally, she laid a gentle hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

"Look," she said quietly "I understand your situation, I really do."

When Danny looked at her confused she continued.

"My parents are forcing me into this. Our family has been attempting to marry into yours for centuries. They're hoping that I can finally unite our kingdoms. I just don't want to do this. Ive never been able to do anything on my own let alone what I actually want to do. I just want to be free."

Tears had begun to gather in her eyes at the beginning and they were now freely running like rivers down her face. At this point Danny did the only thing he could think of.

He hugged her.

Of course this would be the exact moment that Sam would choose to come running through the door.


"Danny!" Sam screamed, making the two instantly jump apart. Rebecca was still crying.

"S-Sam? What are you doing out here?" Danny was hoping she wouldn't think anything could happen. That was one of the few things that got on his nerves; she always jumped to conclusions before asking questions.

"I came out here because I saw you leave the room with this bimbo!" Sam glared in Rebecca's direction, causing the girl to cry harder. She ran down the hall, hands covering her face, and ran into another room where she slammed the door shut behind her.

"Sam, nothing was going on I was just-"

She cut him off, "Just what? I saw you two all over each other! Am I not good enough good enough for you? Are you just going to go chasing after another Paulina?! Are yo-"

"Enough!" this time it was him who cut her off. "Sam, you know I know I love you but don't you trust me? I can't believe you actually think I would do that! And to top it all off, you just made the situation worse!"

"What situation?" Sam screamed "You two were clearly-"

He cut her off again, "I was hugging her because she started crying. I was going to tell you before, but in order to become king I have to marry a princess. I asked Rebecca if we could be friends first so that if I couldn't find a way around it, it wouldn't be too awkward!"

Sam was horrified. He had to leave her, just to marry another girl, so he could become king?

"Well then, tell them you don't want to be king anymore! Tell them you have a girlfriend and tell the-"

This time she was cut off by his glare. He turned away from her and whispered,

"I can't believe you're so selfish. These people need be and I'm not going to abandon them. Come find me when you can get your head on straight. With that he ran towards the room Rebecca was in.

Leaving a stunned Sam behind.


"Rebecca?" Danny asked knocking on the door. "Are you okay? Can I come in?" He heard a muffled yes before pushing the door open. Rebecca was sprawled over one loveseat in the sitting room, her tiara askew and her dress wrinkled. Muffled sobs came from her face, buried in her hands.

"Hey, it's okay," he whispered as he reached her, pulling her into a hug, "Sam just needs to cool off I'm sure she didn't mean it. Give her a chance. She'll apologize, I'm sure of it."

Rebecca nodded into his shoulder but didn't stop crying. He held her, whispering soothing words into her ear until her breathing leveled out. She was asleep.

Danny chuckled. It was getting pretty late so he picked her up and carried her to the castles largest guest room and placed her on the canopy bed which was hanging from the ceiling. He called for a maid, and waited outside as the maid changed her into a silk, black nightgown.

When he went back into the room, he placed a note on her dresser, telling her to come visit him in the morning in his chambers. With that he turned and left, heading back to the ball to show his other guests what would be their room for the rest of the week.


When he got back to the ball, Sam was pointedly ignoring him. He decided to leave it for later and went to the front of the room.

"Everyone, can I please have your attention,." They all turned and looked at him, "If you would all follow me, I will show you all to your rooms for the night."

With that he turned and left, the rest of the princesses, and Tucker, following.

***Time skip***

After showing the last princess to her room he headed for his own. He was surprised to see Tucker standing outside waiting for him. He was sure that Tucker had went to bed in the middle of escorting the princesses around the palace.

"Hey dude," Tucker said, "Listen, Do you mind telling me what's wrong with Sam? She was pretty mad when she came back in when you left to find her."

"Nothing."

"Come on Danny, don't give me that. We've been friends for years and I know when something happens between you to it has to be serious if you won't talk to each other."

Danny looked at Tucker for a moment, before stating in a broken voice.

"She doesn't trust me."

He walked into his room, closing the door and leaving an astonished and confused techno geek behind.


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Esperanto Translation:

(1)He is young, but that doesn't mean anything. When he accepted the throne this boy showed great responsibility and bravery. I know many of you are still worried about this but nothing can be done. He shall remain prince and our ruler until his eighteenth birthday when he will be crowned. I would now like to ask for all our guests to come along. We shall meet in the ballroom.