The Princesses And The Shopping Village
While visiting an international vacation resort two mature Princesses who were claiming they had received their allowances headed into the shopping village by the hotel.
After a heated English Breakfast, it was time for Princess Sass and Princess Belle to talk about things that needed conversation in order to keep their Kingdom afloat. “That is such a sniper shot Princess Sass,” Princess Belle defined about a disturbing comment made over the bangers that had mash, “who’s out?”
“Prince Hal and Princess Dale,” Princess Sass confessed looking at a unicorn designed hard glass case, “it is really hard Belle to deal with those two.”
“Well, Princess Sass you always were the Yako in the family so what is your fox spirit that you got from the American first lady telling you to do?”
“Princess Belle an idea that I have is we could ask politely Prince Hal and Princess Dale to go down to the beach and visit ‘The Candy Store’ and when they get there and it’s not there anymore and they see one American name instead of where the boys are then from a hidden location,”
Suddenly an Italian gentleman wearing a Vincero watch despite being out of money appeared like a fantasy to girls who were having a smoking gun discussion.
“I am Liberale,” the Italian introduced himself, “and what are you two mature royal members’ claiming today?” The accent still had a luring feature.
“First off we are not mature,” Princess Belle took a second to think before continuing, “we are Princesses.”
“We are not claiming anything,” Princess Sass interjected feeling an internal panic after hearing the word liberal being spoken in a European style.
“Well, Princesses,” a response started before the cell phone rang in his designer suit, “Just charge it Jenn and there will be no dead heat problems at the Algodonal.”
“You have an Algodonal,” Princess Belle showed her intellect.
“What is an Algo,” Princess Sass added a question, “donal?”
“Sorry that was my assistant Jenn who is in Venezuela,” the smooth individual told them, “And yes, Princesses, I export the best Cotton shirts that Walmart carries.”
Later in the evening when they returned to the hotel room Princess Sass went straight to her laptop, “Princess Belle I have to send an email to our Walmart back home to notify them of the huge order I made of cotton shirts.”
“That’s nice Princess Sass and what is even better we were able to keep our countries cash flow without using our allowance.”
Before turning into enjoy their sunshine millions that they saved for the next day the two decided not to deal with Prince Hal and Princess Dale anymore especially when the Italian Liberale was so hot when he sold his shirt off his back.
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