He had already picked out all his outfits for the occasion. He was going to wear a white and gold suit with all his princely medals on for the first two hours of the night. He was planning on being princely for a few hours then it would be time to get ready to change.
The next hour he would put on his dancing outfit complete with skinnys, purple tassels and royal blue stitching. That was when he was going to wow all the girls with his ultra-mega-super fabulous dance moves that were even better than all the boy bands in the world put together.
The next hour he was going to wear a lemon yellow suit with a tie made of orange Japanese silk with the words 'I love you' in 50 different languages. Of course, those words were romanized so that he would be able to read them. That was the time when he was going to tell many jokes and perform many tricks for all the girls and make them see his fun side.
The next hour he would wear a brown sweater jacket over a checked black and white buttoned and pocketed shirt with plain jeans and a beanie. In this hour he would play some indie songs on his guitar and maybe sing a little.
In the last hour he would wear a plain tuxedo and maybe he would dance a little until everyone left. He had it all figured out.
Chad rubbed his hands together gleefully. This was going to be the best birthday EVER!
The next morning, his mother woke him up. "Good morning mummy dearest. Today is my birthday!" he said sleepily. His mother gave him a kiss. "Look what I got you, Chaddy!" she exclaimed.
Chad sat up quickly as his mother passed him a big red box with a satin bow on it. Chad opened it up and gave a squeal of happiness. Brand new Yurie|Plonky designer shoes that hadn't been released to the public yet!
Chad gave his mother a big hug and jumped out of bed to try them on. "Wow, they fit perfectly!" Chad gushed. "Thank you so much!" he said, admiring his now lovely feet. "I'm glad you like them honey." The Queen said, beaming.
The rest of the day was a flurry of presents and flowers and servants running here and there, getting ready for the grand ball. But meanwhile, Prince Chad was in his room, getting himself ready for all the maidens in the land.
First he received a massage from the palace masseuse. It was a deep tissue massage that made him feel just great. Next Chad received a manicure and pedicure from the palace's best beautician. But of course he didn't get any nail varnish; he was a boy with very high 'manly self-esteem'.
Chad then got some last minute outfit tailoring before hopping into his bubble bath with moisturising soap-free scented flakes of goats milk and honey floating about inside.
So while the rest of the palace was getting hastily getting things ready, Prince Chad was soaking in his bathtub, listening to soothing opera music on his brand new water-resistant bathroom sound system.
Soon, it was time for the ball. Prince Chad was extremely excited. He beamed as all the maidens of the land gathered around to look at him. They were squealing and ooh-ing and aah-ing at him.
"He's so cute!"
"His smile is so adorable!"
"Oh he looks so manly!"
"He looked at me! Aaahh..."
"He looks even better in person!"
"I hope he chooses me for his wife!"
"Too bad, he'll choose me!"
Chad frowned slightly. He was a little puzzled by these last two remarks. Marriage...? Then he shrugged it off. Celebrities got these comments all the time. He beamed again.
When the receiving line was dispersed, Chad went to speak to his parents. They had a plate of hors d'oeuvres with them. Chad popped one into his mouth and spoke. "Haush zhe balrl?"
"It's all right. How are you doing, son?" the King asked. "Istsh vwerry gud." Chad said, smiling.
"Please swallow, Chaddy." the Queen said. Chad gulped the morsel and then grinned at his parents, seaweed on his teeth.
"Teeth." the Queen said. Chad rolled his eyes and walked away. "Wait! Chad! Come here!" the King called. Chad turned back, running his tongue over his teeth. "What?" he asked, a trifle rudely.
"Have you seen any girls that you like?" the Queen asked quickly. Chad nodded. "Yes I suppose. One or two."
"That's good Chad, because well-- Cass, you tell him." The King ate an hors d'oeuvre. The Queen looked at Chad. "Do you know the reason we're having this ball, Chaddy?"
Chad nodded. "To celebrate my twenty-first birthday." he said confidently. "No, no honey. That's just an excuse. We're holding this ball to find you a wife."
Chad's eyes opened wide with excitement. "YIPPEE!" he shouted. "I told you he'd be happy." the Queen said to the King smugly. "All right, all right." he grumbled.
"So go, Chaddy. If you find any nice girls, then bring them to meet us." the Queen said affectionately. Chad nodded quickly and then ran off. He looked at his watch. It was almost time for him to change into his skinnys.
He ran towards the door to the hallway. But suddenly something caught his eye. He turned his head and stared at the entrance.
There, standing at the grand entrance, was the most beautiful creature he had ever beheld. She was wearing a gorgeous pink dress with silk ruffles on the skirt and... was that a designer lace flower in her hair??
Chad rushed to meet her. She was very sweet, and she smelled like the new rose scented fragrance by Bobby Henrietta."Why hello, miss." he said suavely. He smiled his heart-melting smile. The maiden just looked bored.
"You look pretty." Chad said shyly. The maiden bowed at him and walked away. Chad didn't notice her rudeness. He fancied himself in love.
"Where did you get that dress from?" he asked, catching up with her. The maiden turned her head away in disdain. "You're too low down to know." she said curtly.
"That's not true. I'm in the clouds..." Chad said dreamily. The maiden rolled her eyes. "Excuse me, but I'm not interested. What are you even doing here?" she snapped. Chad was surprised. "I'm here to ask you to dance. The music is starting."
The maiden shook her head. "No. I don't want to. I want to know where the prince is." Chad laughed. "I'm right here." The maiden looked Chad up and down. "Don't be so pathetic."
Chad was shocked. "But I am the prince!" he protested. Everybody in the hall was already looking at the two of them. "I am the prince!" Chad shouted. The maiden suddenly looked extremely embarrassed. "Oh dear, it's almost my curfew. Good night." she said hurriedly, running towards the entrance to escape.
Chad was terribly insulted. He ran after the maiden, intending to teach her a lesson, but the maiden was already halfway out the door. She was a wickedly fast runner, Chad observed. He couldn't catch up with her.
Chad arrived at the entrance, panting and perspiring. The maiden was already climbing into her goldish-orange carriage. Chad thought that it was horribly distasteful. Then he noticed that she had left her shoe behind. Chad picked it up. It was made of glass, and engraved into the heel was the initial 'C'.
Then Chad remembered that he was furious with the maiden. He ran after the orange carriage and threw the shoe at it. Thankfully, his aim was stellar, thanks to his archery lessons. The shoe smashed through the window at the back and Chad thought he heard someone say "Ow."
There. Now he was satisfied. He walked back into the castle and went to change into his next outfit. His birthday was going great.
"You look pretty." Chad said shyly. The maiden bowed at him and walked away. Chad didn't notice her rudeness. He fancied himself in love.
"Where did you get that dress from?" he asked, catching up with her. The maiden turned her head away in disdain. "You're too low down to know." she said curtly.
"That's not true. I'm in the clouds..." Chad said dreamily. The maiden rolled her eyes. "Excuse me, but I'm not interested. What are you even doing here?" she snapped. Chad was surprised. "I'm here to ask you to dance. The music is starting."
The maiden shook her head. "No. I don't want to. I want to know where the prince is." Chad laughed. "I'm right here." The maiden looked Chad up and down. "Don't be so pathetic."
Chad was shocked. "But I am the prince!" he protested. Everybody in the hall was already looking at the two of them. "I am the prince!" Chad shouted. The maiden suddenly looked extremely embarrassed. "Oh dear, it's almost my curfew. Good night." she said hurriedly, running towards the entrance to escape.
Chad was terribly insulted. He ran after the maiden, intending to teach her a lesson, but the maiden was already halfway out the door. She was a wickedly fast runner, Chad observed. He couldn't catch up with her.
Chad arrived at the entrance, panting and perspiring. The maiden was already climbing into her goldish-orange carriage. Chad thought that it was horribly distasteful. Then he noticed that she had left her shoe behind. Chad picked it up. It was made of glass, and engraved into the heel was the initial 'C'.
Then Chad remembered that he was furious with the maiden. He ran after the orange carriage and threw the shoe at it. Thankfully, his aim was stellar, thanks to his archery lessons. The shoe smashed through the window at the back and Chad thought he heard someone say "Ow."
There. Now he was satisfied. He walked back into the castle and went to change into his next outfit. His birthday was going great.
