Throwing buckets of money at people OR How I learned to stop worrying and love
the Portuguese. PART: IV
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You give me your money and I'll give it back to you, that way everybody wins OR When diplomacy goes bad. Part II
Throne Room:
Muhammad XII: *shaking and rocking back and forth*
Advisor 1: Sir! What is it?
Muhammad XII: The metaphors, they are everywhere! They are out to get me!
Advisor 2: Stop being silly. Literary metaphors can't kill people? Can they?
Muhammad XII: Really?! Then what do you say about this? GUARD!!!
Guard #1: Y-y-y-es sir?
Muhammed XII: Say "be" until I tell you to stop. Or I'll have your head!
Guard #1: Be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be, be.
Muhammad XII: Now stop!
Guard #1 ceases to be
Advisor 1&2:
Muhammad XII I will give you two this one last mission. If you succeed I will make you my heirs! Advisor 1&2, make Granada proud!
Muhammad XII: And now for your mission. You are to annex Portugal for me. Unite the Crowns of Granada, Portugal and Castille. This is my last wish.
Advisor 1&2*bows*
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Advisor 2: So what exactly do we have to do to make you hate us less?
King Miguel I: Well for starters I would like to have the streets of Lisboa made out of gold. Think you can do that?
Advisor 1: No problem sir. We have the entire state treasury at our disposal.
King Miguel I: Excellent. We'll talk about the rest later.
A few years later
Advisor 1: Excellent; now about that annexation
King Miguel I: Still don't trust you enough. How about you make sure that my s*it sparkles first.
Advisor 2: Way ahead of you sir. *hands over a bag* Just sprinkle some diamonds on your food before you eat.
King Miguel I: Ah, I don't give you enough credit. Well I'm in the mood for a surprise. You think about a good way to lighten my mood.
A few days later
Advisor 2: Ah! I think we have the exact the right thing for you Miguel. We are going to cast your royal highness in gold.
King Miguel I: Sounds good a statue is perfect! To the foundry gang!
*spinny picture*
A few hours later
Advisor 1: Good now sign here, here, here and here. It's your life insurance waiver.
*Miguel I signs*
King Miguel I: Wait! Why do you want me to waiver my insurance? And why do these documents say; "Insurance Waiver", "Annexation of Portugal"; "I'm a stupid moron" and "Pope Clemens II is a pompous Manatee"?!
Advisor 1: Oh, no reason your highness. Boys! Throw him in!
*A band of foundry employees throws the king into the molten gold which is obviously floating around in the foundry tanks*
King Miguel I: Nooo!
A few minutes later
Foreman: Its time now; Boys hoist up the statue!
*An exact replica of King Miguel I flipping off the beholder is retrieved from the gold*
Advisor 2: It is so beautiful.. *sniff*
*Dysken: The world now REALLY hates me.*
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Muhammad XII: Well done my friends, now fight to the death to see who succeeds me. I will go order your coffins in the meantime. Would you like velvet on the inside or not?
Muhammad XII has gone to meet his (coffin)maker.
Muhammad XII: Not now! Not in my moment of triumph! Urgh!
Advisor 2:*Pulls out a scimitar from his scabbard.* Now it's my time to shine!
Advisor 1:But I thought we were BestFriendsForevers?!
Advisor 2: We'll always be BFFs, but you won't be king!
Advisor 1: Fine... one last hug?
Advisor 2: Fine *tear in eye*
*Hugglez*
.....
.....
*The two advisors start glowing in a very anime-like manner*
*Distinct rumble*
*Glowing grows stronger*
Deep voice: By the power of friendship combined I am.....
... A half assed king?