What Elba Shall We Do
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- Isle of Elba, 1814
- I knew that Russian invasion was a terrible idea!
- QUIET!!
- It was your idea, sir.
- Hey, if y'all could just pretend to submit to the short angry guy then I'd really appreciate it. He isn't dangerous.
- Yeah, ok.
- Mon Dieu, Alex, everything's falling apart. First I'm humiliated, then exiled, and now I've lost my empire. I might just drown myself!
- ..Wait here for a second.
- Can you believe it, Alex? Not even 3 months in this place and these natives have already accepted me as their brave emperor, I've created an army, a navy, AND I've started infrastructural projects to lift their poor, helpless souls out of poverty. I'm just a born ruler, huh?
- Vous savez, as much as I've grown attached to this flourishing society I've built, I think we ought to get me back to my REAL empire.
- You sure are, Leon.
- Nonsense! With my excellent maritime skills and the old Inconstant almost complete, we'll be seabound in no time.
- All there is to do now is make it past the colonial guards, and we're golden!
- They'll throw us in the Bastille-or what's left of it- if they catch us. I don't think this is a great plan.
- What did I tell you, Alex?! Not the bat of an eye! Soon we'll be back in Paris, and I will rule my empire once more. Surely they will welcome my brave return from exile!
- Saint Helena, 1815
- ..zut.
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