Throwing buckets of money at people OR How I learned to stop worrying and love Castillians.
Advisor 1: I'm telling you man; this is the good life. No rules, no responsibilities and best of all Hakuna Matata.
Advisor 2: Sorry what?
Advisor 1: Hakuna Matata; It means no worries.
Advisor 2: Oooh...
Advisor 1: *sing-song voice* Hakuna Matata what a wonderful phrase.
Advisor advisor 1: *chimes in* Hakuna Matata ain't no passing craze!
Nasr II will now rule our nation.
Advisor 1: You just had to! You just had to test fate!
A few days later:
Court Jester: Say sire, do you know what the difference between a piece of toilet paper and fine Venetian tapestries are?
Nasr II: *points towards tapestries askingly*
Court Jester: Huh, guess not.
Nasr II: Durr... *pokes nose*
Advisor 1: *mumbles* Great.... Now how to get rid of this pile of wasted air.
Advisor 1: Say, sire have you had the chance to inspect the royal treasury. It is customary for the King to do so as his err.... first thing..
Nasr II: *stops poking nose and gets up*
*The pair enter the royal treasury where THE bucket is standing inconspicously in a corner*
Advisor 1: Sire have you seen such majesty ever before. Why here is the skin of... a Castillian and heres... another one. Oh look heres a skull smashed in by beer glasses. Isn't it wonderful to learn about your history?
Nasr II: *Stares blankly*
Advisor 1: But this is what I've wanted to show you; this might look like an ordinary branch. But it is in fact a magical branch. *Shows a branch crudely nailed to the wall*
Nasr II: *Eyes show faint understanding for awhile*
Advisor 1: Well this is in fact your twig, see it has your name carved in it.
Nasr II:Oooh...
Advisor 1: Now it is customary for the King to perch on the branch like this. *perches on the branch*
Nasr II: Lemme try! Lemme try!
Advisor 1: Of course sire, if you just put your foot here. *helps Nasr II up*
Advisor 1: Excellent, you look stunning sire. Absolutely perfect... *The branch starts creaking* ....for a shove! *Shoves Nasr II off the branch*
Nasr II has fallen of his perch!
Advisor 1:Works every time
Advisor 1:
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Advisor 2: Who is the new king anyway?
Advisor 1: How should I know?! 95% of the Population in Granada is called Muhammad.
Advisor Advisor 1: Yes, but only one is called Muhammad XII! That happens to be me!
Advisor 1&2:
Muhammad XII: I shall be merciful however, I shall make you head of Castillian affairs.
Advisor 2: You mean the people we have recently conquered and hates us passionately.
Muhammad XII: The very same. In fact your first mission will be to levy higher taxes from the the peasants in, lemme see.... "Arabhateville" that place is a bi*ch to tax, lemme tell ya.
*dundunduu music plays*
Advisor 1:
Advisor 2:
Muhammad XII: I shall in the meantime go to a diplomatic mission to Granada and Algiers. Oh and no need to send postcards, I'll be sure to read the feature article in "Dismemberment Weekly".
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Muhammad XII: On the count of three, ok!?
One!
Two!
Three!
Morroccan King: Rock!
Muhammad XII: Scimitar! *holds against M.Kings throat*
Morroccan King: Aww, I lose don't I?
*Here I accidently deleted the picture of Morrocco being annexed; Sry all*
Algiers King: So exactly how does this Vassalization you speak of work?
Muhammad XII: Well it's very cleverly designed. You see, first I get four vassals. They give me half their tax income. So far so good.
Algiers King: Hmm, doesn't sound like I get anything from it...
Muhammad XII: Keep listening. This is the good part. In turn you get four vassals which in turn give you their tax income. That way nobody loses, right?
Algiers King: Right.... *thinking hard*
Muhammad XII: Well, me and the
other vassals are going out for coffee and umm... prayer later. Be there or be square!
Algiers King: Hey, don't go without me! I'm a vassal I'm cool!!!