Niples+ katrina "A right royal question"

OOC- sorry about sending "Meet the parents" again after its sequal, my outlook expres didn't work- so posted on Hotmail, then a few days later OE decided to send my original message. Sorry for the confusion.
Seymour Niples, Katrina Swete, Zack + Cubie
Just after the queen left with Efof
Buckingham Palace, Earth
***royal snip***
The Richards stopped in their tracks. "The King?"
Zack dropped to one knee and bowed his head. "Your Majesty!"
Katrina glared at Seymour. "See?!" 
Cubie smacked Zack on the back of the head. "Knock it off, Zack. They don't treat kings like that anymore." She looked up at Seymour uncertainly.
"Do they?"
 “No not really” Seymour said sullenly looking at the ground, he actually liked being bowed down to. Zack got up and they all walked into the palace. Perkins the butler quickly urged them to sit down and have a meal, they were served lots of expensive and exquisite delicacies. Even Ferraro Rochers.
 Perkins came in with the King’s schedule for the next couple of days, he had to address the nation, have a formal coronation, open a hospital in Wales and go to India to meet the Indian leader and negotiate the price of imported curries.
As he, Katrina, Zack and Cubie finished their delicious meal, Katrina still didn’t look happy. Seymour was about to say something when Perkins came in again.
“Good grief!” Said Seymour shocked, and held up the magazine the butler had brought. “I’m on the front cover of Time magazine already!”
 
**The next day**
Lots of brightly clothed people gathered in the great hall of Buckingham palace, Seymour stood at the end of a red carpet, ready to walk to the throne. Katrina straightened out the long red royal gown he wore on his back.
 
With the nation watching on TV, he walked past his royal servants and waved to them majestically, nodding at the ones who congratulated him on being King. It was like a dream, he’d always wanted to be recognised and appreciated with this kind of greatness but he knew it wouldn’t last. He tried to enjoy it while he could.
 
He sat on the throne and a royal cleric placed a heavy crown on his head. There was silence as everyone expected him to now make a speech, all eyes and video cameras were on him.
Despite the heaviness of the majestic cloak and crown he wore, Seymour stood up.
“Great people of the United Kingdom, I thank you all for making me your king- if only for a short period of time.
Our empire has very few traditions anymore, but this is one I’m glad to keep….although I’m still not really sure what the royal family actually do…and what they’re for…”
 
There were some worried looks from the royal officials as they listened to his speech. Seymour wondered how he could end his speech without offending anyone.
 
“But…erm… I’m glad for an excuse to be posh all day!”
There were a few coughs from the crowd, and then the odd clapping, which lead to more odd clapping, then an entire audience of people clapping and not knowing why.
 
Seymour smiled, he was enjoying himself, he enjoyed the attention. People came and gave him gifts and bowed as if he was a god. But there was something in the back of his mind that he could not take his mind off.
 
**flashback snip**
"Isn't this exciting?"She frowned. "For you, cutie. Not for me.""I don't understand. You're here with me, the King. You-""That's just it!' she interrupted. "You're the King, even if only for a while, and it doesn't effect me in anyway. I'm not a citizen of this country, so I'm not your subject. And I'm not your wife, so I shouldn't be getting treated like a Queen, because I'm not. I feel a little out of place."
***end flashback***
 
Seymour held his had up to cease the applause. “I just realised something. I am being selfish. I enjoy this attention, and appreciate your efforts to make me comfortable- I really do, but I don’t want it alone, I want to share it with my fantastic girlfriend Katrina.”
 
All eyes turned to the other end of the red carpet where Katrina stood. Seymour beckoned her towards him, and the slowly and nervously walked down the aisle towards him.
 
“Seymour –no, I don’t feel right. This isn’t for me.” she whispered.
 
“Katrina, if you’re not comfortable with this then I’m not either, I can give this up in a second but I can’t give you up, I love you too much.”
 
“No Seymour you can’t, his means so much to you. It’s what you’ve always wanted.” He took her by the hands and looked into her eyes.
 
“You said you won’t be treated as a queen because you’re not my wife….so…”
Seymour got down on one knee, the crown fell off his head onto Katrina’s hand.
“Katrina, will you….will you marry me and be my queen?”
 
Katrina’s eyes widened. Seymour put the crown on her hand like it was a ring.
 
The courtroom gasped, the entire country watching on TV gasped.
 
Katrina broke the silence, “but…but…you’re just wanting me to be your queen for this …this royal fantasy.” She said, near tears.
“No,” Seymour hushed her. “I thought about it before this. I know this won’t last forever, but I do want to be with you forever.”
 
If it was possible, the silence was even silenter than before as the courtroom eagerly expected an answer.
 
There was a long pause and Katrina was just about to speak when the roof caved in.
 
Suddenly a Schoda crashed through the roof of Buckingham Palace. Steev peeled himself off the plexiglass, rearranged his teeth, then jumped out.  The assembled party stared."Oh great" sighed Niples, "The sodding Super Engineer woke up again..."
 
“Did I interrupt something?” said Steev as a few hundred eyes peered at him.
 
With the romance of the moment broken, Seymour thought nothing worse could happen. But he was proved wrong when a giant metal spider jumped through the hole in the roof and started gutting one of the choirboys.
The thick oak door burst in, and more robots scuttled through the doors knocking priceless ornaments over and firing lasers at the congregation.
The royal palace guards started firing back at the giant spiders, but they were in their dress uniforms and those ridiculous black fluffy things they wore on their heads kept slipping in front of their faces. People ran all over the place in panic.
 
Seymour grabbed Katrina by the hand and tried to pull her towards an exit.
“I think it would be wise to make a swift exit.” The king said, pulling her towards the back door of the hall.
 
Then suddenly, a crowd of people, forgetting Royal etiquette in the confusion pushed past them both, breaking Seymour and Katrina’s hand grip. Katrina was swept with the crowd one way, and Seymour the other.
 
“Katrina!!!” Seymour shouted as a spider reared up its sharp front claws behind her….
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