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Oh. My. God.

I’m going to kill my Fairy Godfather.

This was supposed to be a vacation.

I’m a single prince, for shit’s sake.


That makes me the hottest commodity in the whole damned kingdom.

All I wanted was a little incognito downtime wth my boys by the freakin’ pond.

“Change us into frogs for a week,” I said.

“Sure,” he said.

I had no idea that he was such an idiot.

How in the hell am I supposed to avoid all the lips with this stupid crown glued to my head?