Scenario:Ange and Stan - State of the Princess

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State of the Princess

Stan tells Ange all about the princess he used to work for. From his account, Ange suspects that Stan was oblivious to the feelings that the princess had for him, and so decides to give him lessons in being a proper gentleman. They become partners on the path to princeliness.



Ange stops by to talk to Stan as he is hanging laundry on the deck.
Ange: Stan! Here you are! Do you have a moment?
Stan: Hm? Ah, hold on a second. Almost done here... and there. Something you need?
Ange: Good work! This is something I just heard through the grapevine... but did you work in a noble house?
Stan: Yup, that's right. I worked for a noble house over in Valtz. Served the princess, mostly.
Ange: That's awesome! Can you do me a favor, Stan?! Tell me how a real princess lives!
Stan: Um... Real, you say...
Ange: Hehe... Well, you see, I'm looking for a princess. And I need to know everything I can to be the perfect prince!
Stan: Hm... is that right? Well, sure. I'm glad to help if I can.
Ange: That's great! So princesses must lead pretty elegant lives, right? Tea parties every day...
Stan: Sure, they had tea parties and stuff. But it always felt like fuddie-duddies having a conference. Didn't seem like much fun.
Ange: Oh, really? Did they eat fancy cakes and drink with their pinkies out and have elegant conversations?
Stan: Whew! Pretty imaginative, aren't you? Then again, I guess that's pretty much what it was like on the surface.
Stan: Anyway. The princess had a pretty big sweet tooth but loved meat even more.
Ange: Wow! I thought princesses only ate salad!
Stan: Where do you even get that idea... Granted, the family I served was pretty big on fighting.
Ange: Wait... fighting? I thought princesses were supposed to be more... graceful. You know, wear dresses, go to balls...
Stan: Oh, yeah. There is that. But she didn't like dresses one bit. And she hated sitting around.
Stan: It was like I was... like I was her practice dummy all day, every day...
Ange: That sounds pretty rough... I guess I had it all wrong about princesses.
Ange: A brand spanking new kind of princess! I guess she'd be the one to protect you from monsters instead of the other way around.
Stan: Yeah! That's exactly what she was like!
Stan: But she was always up to some trouble. I always got dragged into her little games since we were kids.
Ange: Really? Hah! Like a tomboy? That's adorable!
Stan: But get this! Every time she got angry with me for not being a good sport, the head maid would make me apologize to her! Crazy, right?
Stan: Gah... it's all coming back to me now! I mean, you don't have to wear a dress, but at least put on something decent...
Stan: And I work for you, y'know? I say you can't talk to me like I'm your friend, but nooo...
Stan: And how am I supposed to do my other work with you bothering me all the time... Yeesh...
Stan: Sigh... She was so nice to everybody else. Why do I gotta get Miss Attitude!
Ange: Hrm... Er, Stan? Were you and the princess together for a long time?
Stan: Yeah, we were. I started working there when I was a kid myself. Why do you ask?
Ange: No reason... It's just, it sounds like she was only rude to you...
Ange: Maybe you're like a childhood friend to her... So she doesn't have to put on airs around you, right? She can just be herself.
Stan: What? No! Don't be silly! You know how many times she said I was useless? If you're telling me she didn't mean it, I'm not sure I buy it!
Stan: Sigh... It's fine if that's how she wants to act. But being a servant around someone so flippant and childish is not easy...
Ange: (Oh my gosh... He doesn't understand how she felt at all... )
Ange: Really now, Stan! You need to be more... more gentlemanly!
Stan: Huh? What are you on about, Ange?
Ange: I can't let you go on like this! You and me! We're going to be princes together!
Ange: Oh! That sounds great! And then you'll be able to understand how princesses feel!
Stan: D-don't worry about it... I'm fine really...
Ange: Go on! We'll start now! First thing's first! Proper sword technique!
Stan: Rgh! Ange! That hurts! Leggo my neck, will you?
Ange: As if! I do that, and you'll just run away. Look, the forest is right there!
Ange: Haha! And while we practice, you can tell me everything you know about working for nobles!
Stan: M-my tummy hurts... C'mon, Ange! Lemme go!
And from that day on, thanks to a bit of help from Ange, Stan begins to take his studies in swordsmanship more seriously.
Though Ange tries not to seem too excited to hear about the lives of nobility, she is more than a little zealous in making sure Stan doesn't miss a single training session.
Though it will be some time before Stan can call himself a proper gentleman, it is more than a fair enough exchange for both of them.