A/N: Kind of a strange one, I don't fully explain who the five people are watching the news story but....you can kind of guess

"Gov not another one, he doesn't need another one!" IDC yelled walking through the halls quickly trying to follow her cousin.

"Prince Adam is a good man IDC, he's got riches, he's got a good head on his shoulders...."

"Gov he doesn't want a prince." IDC yelled grabbing Gov's arm. "He wants his boyfriend's back!"

"Look, I want them back as much as the rest of you, but it's not looking like that's happening. I want him to be happy." Gov pointed out.

"So giving him a bunch of princes and foreign rulers is what's going to make him happy?" IDC asked as Gov wiggled his way out of IDC's grasp and walked off. The two rounded into DC's office, and found the young fed standing at his window, looking at the commotion outside. DC turned and gave his cousin and twin sister a look.

"Another prince Gov? Really?" DC whispered.

"Looks like the fed's got another suitor." The patrons of a small hardware store in Houston all looked up at a small, dingy TV on the shop owners counter, that was playing the scene at the nation's capital.

"I give you ten bucks this 'DC' fella don't take to him." One of the customers snickered.

"If I were him, I would. Look at 'im, this prince got more riches then the government combined." Another pointed out, ignoring one of the customers who was slowly squeezing some tools on display tightly.

"Last call! Last call for shark attacks!" A bartender yelled as the rest of the patrons of the bar screamed in joy.

"So get this, Prince Adam is now trying to woo our federal government into marriage." A young woman at the bar announced showing her friend the article on her phone.

"Whoa, look at him. He's hot." The young woman muttered, taking her friends phone quickly and nearly knocking the passed out man next to them off his bar stool.

"Too bad he's gay huh?" The first woman said with a sigh, taking her phone back, not noticing the passed out man picked up his head again.

"This is Prince Adam, DC. He's from a long line of rulers and has been looking for a spouse." Gov explained softly.

"He is cute..." DC mumbled. IDC looked worriedly at her twin before tugging on Gov's arm.

"Gov send him home, this isn't good." IDC whispered.

"Look at him, he's enjoying this." Gov hissed before turning back to the window.

"Today in local news, Prince Adam has come to Washington to not only talk to Congress about his family's resources, but also to woo the federal government. Prince Adam was initially called by the government in order to seek George Kelly's hand, but there's no word yet if the federal government has accepted his proposal..."

"Eat up!" A prison guard yelled marching back and forth between the row of prisoners eating their lunch. The prisoners at the table were discussing various topics, all causing a low murmur throughout the room, causing another to be unable to watch the TV as it played the local news.

"George Kelly was recently separated from his partner, and the government would like to see him settled down with someone sooner than later. Kelly runs the federal government as well as helps the president, and it is unknown if he'll give up the position if he marries Prince Adam."

The prisoner just clutched his fork tighter.

"God how could they do this?" A protestor yelled in the local groups hide out in San Francisco. "Spending all this money on a prince to marry the government instead of fixing the issues.

"I hope whoever this 'government' is doesn't marry him, or else it'll be a slap to the face to the middle class who'll have to pay for the wedding!" Another protestor yelled. A third protestor turned to a lone man by the windows, looking down at his feet, holding several signs for a new protest.

"What do you think Peter?" The third asked. The fourth, 'Peter', shrugged and just looked out the window at the people walking by.

"See! Even he's disgusted!" The first pointed out as the rest of the group ragged on the display.

"DeeDee, you don't have to pretend you enjoy this." IDC whispered.

"It's fine IDC. I'm fine." DC said with a sad smile.

"See! This is what he needs to heal!" Gov pointed out.

"We're forcing him to meet new people, he doesn't need new boyfriends, he needs his old ones!" IDC hissed.

"And where are they Jenny? They're gone. Do you want your brother moping or do you want him happy?" Gov asked. IDC glared at her cousin and resisted the urge to punch him, as she gently patted DC's back, knowing that this wasn't what her brother wanted.

"I'll give you fifty bucks for it." The sales clerk muttered pushing the old knick-knack back.

"Fifty? This is priceless, I need a hundred for it!" The customer yelled.

"Look man, it has a chip in it! Fifties the best I can do!" The sales clerk pointed out.

"This is such a scam! Alfred's on 58th would've given me one hundred!" The customer argued.

"Yeah well he's dead, so fifty." The sales clerk said, crossing his arm. The customer rolled his eyes and shoved the knick-knack towards the clerk who opened his cashier drawer.

"Have you followed the news?" The sales clerk asked.

"No? Why?" The customer muttered.

"Some prince is trying to court our federal government." The sales clerk said with a laugh, ignoring the customers horrified expression. "Can you imagine that? A prince wants our guy."

"HEY YO." The three governments heads snapped back to the outside of the government building. One of the princes' couriers stood out in front of the grand parade the prince arranged, and was smiling wickedly.

"Heard your government is HOT. Where he at?" The courier yelled.

"Okay, I'm done here." DC muttered, finally turning away from the window.

"Told you." IDC whispered as Gov rolled his eyes.

"DC! C'mon you can't just give up because his workers are kind of douchey." Gov pointed out. DC stopped and turned back to his cousin and sister, smiling watery.

"Thanks Gov but...I've seen enough." DC said before rushing off.

"Nice job, you made him cry!" IDC yelled before running after her brother. Gov groaned and ran a hand through his hair.

Back to the drawing board.

BANG.

"The FUCK." The shop owner yelled, as a hammer was thrown at his TV. The thrower of the TV stormed out of the shop, the patrons rushing after him. They were too late, however, and the thrower was already deep in the crowd, too far away from them to catch him.

"You have to pay for that!" One of them yelled after him, to no avail.

"HEY." The young woman yelled as her phone was knocked out of her hands. The passed out man finally was able to sit up straight, although his balance was a little off, and mentioned for the bar tender for another drink.

"You can't do that!" The young woman yelled.

"G-Get a..." The drunk man suppressed a hiccup. "A phone case...t-then you'll....have it protected."

"STOP WIGGLING." One of the prison guards yelled, trying to force the prisoner down on the ground after he attempted to attack another prisoner for making a comment about how 'pretty' the government was.

"LET ME FUCKING GO." The prisoner yelled fighting against the bonds as more guards swarmed over.

"He needs solitary!" One of the guards yelled as the others fought the chaotic man with the prisoners just watching from the sidelines.

'Peter' stood up, adjusting his flannel.

"We have work to do." 'Peter' whispered, before leaving the headquarters leaving his fellow protestors in shock. The leader of the protestors turned to each other in shock.

"What's up with him?"

The customer stormed out of the antique shop, and a few minutes later the shop clerk followed, waving the money.

"Hey bud, don't you want your money?" The shop clerk yelled. The customer froze and turned back to the clerk, glaring at him with water filled eyes.

"Take your money and shove it." The customer hissed before turning on his heels and storming away, leaving the storm clerk confused.