F@#$ this S#$%: Rise of a Free Westerios

[Armonica_Templar]

(a Special thanks to dukefnord .. Inspiration of stuck in a TV show.. So I picked one I do not watch)
Please note I wrote this on a different site but have decided to share here to see if my skills have been bounced to the positive
The idea here was you got put in the body of someone in a tv show
PS I have not watched a single episode of Game of thrones




"No.. No.. Medevil setting.." A teenager looks around and sees a man on a horse, "Sean Bean.. No.. No.. GoT.. F#$% this!!!"

Hiding as the horses go by, the teen swallows hard.. Quietly he sneaks past several people..

"Ok.. I remember the list.. Currency, Food, weapons.." Pausing for second, "Transportation.. F#$%.. I have not ridden a horse since I was a pre-teen.."

Stopping and hiding again..

"Eddard," A woman with long hair walks by calling out..

"That looks like.. I have no clue.. I really should have watched this D@#$ show with my wife.. Let me see.. Sean Bean dies in the first .. No second season.. F#$%.. Ok pre Zombie S@#$.. Who the F#$% did I get Stirling'ed into?" Shaking his head as he snuck around a corner, "I.. Wait.. Why run.. Lets find out who I am.. "

Taking a deep breath, the teen man steps out..

"Theon," Sansa Stark is startled..  

"Theon.. Doesnt ring a bell.. Must be somebody unimportant," Not Theon breathes a sigh of relief.. "You are?"

Eyes narrow, "Have you gone mad.."

"I.. I hit my head," Not Theon lies convincingly.. "I.. I am Theon?"

"Stop being stupid," Sansa responds as the woman who called out Eddard earlier walks in with her husband..

"Lord Stark," Not Theon speaks.. "I.."

"Lord Stark," Eddard laughs.. "Theon.. You are trying to develop a sense of humor.."

"He claims he was hit on the head and doesnt know who I am," Sansa Stark shakes her head.. "You are not funny Theon.."

"Lady.. I dont know who you are.. I recognize Lord Stark," Not Theon raised his shoulders in an I do not know..

Catelyn chuckles, "I supose you dont know.."

"Uhm.. Lord Starks mistress," Theon whispered.. "I promise I wont tell his wife mam.."

Eddard Stark burst out laughing as Catelynn gives him an evil look, "My lady.." Eddard Stark slaps Catelyn on the A$$, "Young Theon is correct we better not tell my wife.."

Catelyn slaps Lord Stark, "That is not funny.. After Jon.."

"My lady.. Jon is not lord Starks child.. It is his sisters.. I remember that," Theon covers his mouth.. "S#$%.. You are his wife.. F#$%.. Listen.."

Catelyn turns wide eyed, "Jon is not yours.."

"I.. I am sorry.. He cant tell you because.. I heard one of the servants who died a while back speaking of it.. It.. They would kill your nephew," Theon looks down.. "F@#$.."

"Eddard," Catelyn turns.. "You would let me think.. You never dishonored me.."

"Lord Stark would do the same for all his Family Lady stark.. " Not Theon shakes his head, "I have told no one.. It is all mix.. I.." 

"Catelyn," eddard Stark takes a deep breath..

Not Theon falls to his knees, "It hurts.." Shaking his head in pain.. "AGH!!"

"Theon," Eddard Stark checks on Not Theon.. "What happened?"

"Father.. He said he hit his head," Sansa responded..

"Sansa.. Go get Luwin," Catelyn spoke shaking her..

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"Theon.." Eddard Stark came into the room, "We need to talk.."

Several men bowed their heads and started to leave, but Theon raised his hand.. "First Uncle Ned.." Not Theon waived his hand..

Three huge men  lifted a chest, "Lord Stark.."

The heavy chest is sat in front of Eddard Stark, "What is this Theon?"

"Why your cut Uncle Ned.. It is called taxes.." Not Theon smiled, "I set the the rate at a flat 10%.."

The chest is opened, "I am not for..Taxes.." Eddard paused, "This is thousands of gold Dragons.. This.."

One of the merchants sounded worried, "Lord Greyjoy.. I told you we set it to low.. Lord Stark.. We apologize.."

"Too low.." Eddard is handed a book by not Theon, "This.."

"A ledger Uncle Ned.." Not Theon smiles evilly, "A complete Account of My businesses profit loss statement.."

Ned Stark's eyes glass over, "What.. "

"Oh your here about the five hundred slaves I bought.." Not Theon walked over to his desk, "I have already freed them.. I am offering them apprenticeships.."

"You.. Wait, freed them," Ned Stark was completely lost..

"It is the policy of the merchants guld that we are allowed to buy slaves.. We free them and give them jobs.. " The same merchants was nervous, "We will of course listen if your lord has.."

"You free them Theon," Ned Stark relaxed.. "Policy.."

"Yes, Uncle Ned.. The Merchants guild I formed.. We do not tolerate slave owners in our ranks.. " Not Theon sighs, "We help where we can but.. It will never be enough.."

Catelyn was listening, "Thank god.. We thought you were running slaves.."

"Auntie Catelyn," Not Theon snapped his fingers..

One of the merchants opened a box, "My lady.. We call them Catelyn's.."

"Catelyn's.." Looking at the boots, "Theon.. Wait you own the shops that have sprung up?"

"Auntie you can have those free.. If you were them.." Theon smiled, "Try them on.. If you endorse them you get ten per cent per sale.."

Catelyn looks at the boots, "Theon.. Wait.. I get part of the money.. You mean in Taxes.."

"No Auntie.. Ten percent post cost.. As the Lady of winterh#$$ here it goes directly to you.. If you approve," Theon motioned as a chair was sat in front of her.. "Let me know if they are comfortable.."

Eddard looks through the books, "You own all these merchant places?"

Sansa comes in with Ayra.. She sees the gold, "That wow.."

"I got something for you two as well," Theon smiles as boxes are brought out..

Sansa takes her box and opens it, "What is this?"

"It is called a bra.. You were it under your clothes for support of your breast.. The Shoes with your mother's picture are comfortable.. And the cloth shorts are called panties," Theon smiled..

Arya opened her box, "Toys!!"

"They are educational.. It is a set of all the animals of Westerios.. The others are picture books.." Theon smiles as Arya Stark takes out the toys, "The last one is a doll.."

Ayra hugs Theon, "All mine.."

"I will need to know what you think," Theon smiles when he sees Jon.. "I have something for everyone.."

A thin curved sword in a scabbard is brought over to the Present Jon Snow..

"Wow.." Jon takes the sword, "It doesnt look nice.."

The large men take out a long board and hold it..

"Slash it," theon smiles..

Ned nods his head as Jon takes the sword properly.. He slices down and the sword cleanly cuts through the board..

"That sword," Ned stark inspects the wood.. "A clean cut.. Theon.."

"If your interested in buying them.. They are for sale," theon smiles as he looks back at the chest of gold.. "We have to pay the men who will make them.."

Narrowing his eyes, "How much?"

"My lord for the same cost as it cost your lordship.. We provide a superior product," The merchant spoke.. "Not to mention the new armor.."

Catelyn stands up, "Ok.. These.."

"Padding Auntie Catelyn," Theon smiles.. "I'll make more money off those and a few other things.." Taking a deep breath, "Do remember the talk we had over how to get pregnant.. Well .. What if I told you I had products for women.. Something a woman can wear to absorb the blood from her monthly.."

"Theon.. You will make more money off of the swords," Eddard commented.. 

"Actually.. I will be making less then one percent on the swords and armor.. Not with out a more secure tax base," Theon shook his head..

"You know how much it cost for each of the swords? And the armors," Ned Stark looked at Theon..

Theon motions for everyone to be lead out except Catelynn, Eddard, and Theon..

Theon sits a different book on his desk, "I know how much everyone is paying and what they buy.. From what I have been told the Throne is deep in debt to the Lannisters.."

Everyone looks at Theon for the statement..

Eddard sets the log book he is holding on the desk corner.. He sits down and starts reading through, "I.. Show me all of this.."

Theon begins explaining and answering questions..

After three hours of discussion Eddard leans back, "Enough.. You put this together based just on.."

"The cost it is based on time, money, and people.. The Lannister have an ungodly lead," Theon grimly speaks.. "We can take them.. It is why I set the price so low.."

"So how are we going to keep the swords and weapons out of everyone elses hands," Catelyn Stark sits across from her husband? "Theon.. This is.."

"They are coming for house stark.. The numbers show it.. Their are things we can do.. As for keeping it out of their hands.." Theon turns arounds, "We are not.. We are going to sell it to them at a medium price.."

He tosses a different book to Ned Stark..

"That would be suicide," Catelyn is wide eyed..

Opening the book Eddard looks up after a few pages, "This will.."

"They will go right through the armor.. They will spend thousands and thousands on the armor.." Theon smiled, "And when they attack.. We deploy our new weapons.. They have been tested for centuries.. I bought the designs off the Alchemist.."

"You.. What is your game," Eddard Stark coldly ask shutting the book..

"Not dying in the middle of medevil bullS#$%.." Not Theon spoke, "Right now.. Make me your Prime Minister.. I will set up a beauracracy.. A middle class.. Expand the tax base.." Sighing the look n his face, "For instance.. Let me set up a court of law.. Based on your rules.. The judges are appointed by you for crimes.. "

"The command theory idea you spoke of to Jon," Catelyn Stark spoke up.. "These judges operate in Eddards name trained to think like him.. And rule accordingly.."

"How will this stop the Lannisters," Ned Stark puts his hands up in steeple..

"Not immeditely.. It will however provide a stream of income and others will invest in business in your lands.." 

"Like the deal for these shoes," Catelyn intelligenty ask?

"I am thinking more then just deals.. We set up hospitals, schools, Orphanages, military training barracks.." Pausing as he sees the cost go through ned's eyes, "Those things require supplies, workers, shipping, warehouses..."

"Which means more taxes.. Which means we can build more weapons.. And it will attract more people who wish to live in winterfall." Ned Stark stands up, "Outline what your duties as Prime Minister would be.."

"Well first I need to walk through what your policies are Uncle Ned.. Same as aunties.." Seeing his confused look, "Well whose names are we putting on the buildings.. She has a prettier face Uncle Ned.. She can sell the policies to the people.." Seeing them look at each other, "Policies.. Ok Law is the guidelines.. Policies are how your adminisitration intends to enact them.."

"Like the roads you keep wanting.." Catelyn narrows her eyes, "It gives you a lot of power Nephew.."

"No mam.. Who do you think is going to smooth talk the wives of the local gentry," Theon tries to not smile.." The ones who run the towns and bigger groups.. Their wives and misters need charity organizations exctra to work through.. Well if your the face of it.. I have only the power to execute the policies.."

"Like the road.. It is very expensive," Ned is standing..

"But if you sell the right to name the roads in the official maps.. Well these new people with money will buy the liscenes to name the road.."

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[Armonica_Templar]

"You.. You little short S#$%.." Not Theon was drunk, "Where do you put this horse pi$$ away.. To.."

" In my D#$%," Tyrion tried to stand but sat back down.. "God.. You.. Your people brew this..."

"We .. We could sell it if your.. Your.." Not Theon had to sit back down, "D@#$.. Where was I?"

"Mr. Minister Prime.. I.. Alcohol.." Tyrion laughed as his glass was refilled by a scantily clad woman, "Wow.. Her Breast are big.."

A blonde haired female walks over to Theon, "My love the King is here with .." Not Theon kisses her, "Theon.."

Tyrion laughs, "My dear brother inlaw.. "

"You two are drunk and Lord Stark and the king are here,"The woman hits Not Theon..

"Dutchess Re.. Ro.. Baby," Theon gets hit again..

"You are so drunk you cant even remember your pregnant fiance's name.."

"Its BABY," Not Theon tries not to fall to the ground as he stands..

Tyrion laughs as a tall brown haired woman is massaging his shoulders.. He relaxes into her hands, "This.. Life is good.."

"You two better pretend to be working," The Dutchess shakes her head.. "MEN!" Shaking her head, "If.. I hope you are not to drunk for later."

"I do not suffer from whiskey D@#$," Not Theon loudly proclaims as he sits down again.. "Ok.. Lord..Shortie.. We..I think we were at the point.. percentages.. Tarriffs.."

Tyrion smiles as he notices not Theon fighting to keep his eyes open.. "We think 20% is fair for the merchants guild to be taxed at.."

"Ten percent... " Not Theon perks up as the Dutchess sits a chicken sandwhich in front of him, "You can.. Can do better then that.. I said the most we can.. We cant do Thirty percent.." 

"Ok.. how about twenty five percent," Tyrion narrows his eyes as he hides a smirk.. "Five more percent then the twenty you asked for.. Five percent les then the thirty we want.."

"Twenty percent.. Not a point more" Not Theon thinks for a minute as he watches the Dutchess sashsay away, "Include it as a one time tear.. Tar.. Tariff.. Paid annually.."

"The house Lannister will give you joint inspectors.. The tax stamps will be recorded with a copy for both.. Five percent of the Taxes will go to the road construction.." Tyrion cooly takes another sip, "We will even give you the rights for a third of transportation.." smiling at this point, "It will require you to sell us swords and the body armor.. We will give you the franchise for the Casinos as you call them.."

Not Theon is wobbily, "At the price we agreed to.." Not Theon snaps his finger as a woman walks up in plain clothes, "Write in the percentage points.."

"Sir.. You are drunk.. Lord," The woman winced as Not Theon raised his hand..

"Do not make me whore," Not Theon gropes her.. "Later.. Come to the room with me and the Du.. Du.. Rowen!"

Looking down in shame, "Lord Greyjoy.. " She proceeds to write in the spaces as Tyrion mentions all the parts.. "Lord Lannister.. I will need our copy of your diplomatic status.. Lord Eddard will be pissed.."

Tyrion snaps his fingers and a servant brings his papers, "My lady.."

"I want the clause.. That.. That.. Whore of mine.." Theon makes the aide just about cry, "What was that clause my adviz.. Zors wanted.."Not Theon snorted.

"Lord.. Prime Minister.. The Advisory committee wants the clause that they are allowed to collect and sieze all assets till the debts owed by debtor is paid.." Seeing the look on Tyrion's face, "It is the guilds requirement.. " Theon looks like he nodded off as she whispers, "They will not agree unless it is in there lord Lannister.. " Showing the more sober Tyrion, "Right here my liege.. It is held by an arbiter for thirty days.."

Taking a drink as Not Theon forces hims self up, "I see it.. o it is not just taken.." Spending the next few minutes reading the treaty, "I will sign this for the House Lannister.."

Tyrion quickly signs all the places and initials on all four copies..

Not Theon is helped to sit up by one of the other scantily clad women.. 

"Lord Theon," The woman gets a disgusted look on her face as Theon is massaging her rear.. "The treaty.."

"I can sign it you know," Theon signs on the wrong spot under Tyrion.. The woman moves his signing hand to the right spot mad, "Here.. Here.."

After four minutes Theon finishes signing.. "Ok.. Short S@#4.. I.. Here have the .. I go get.." Theon kisses the woman, "Give.. Give.. The papers to .. " Snorting, "somebody.. I'm Horny.. Give my regards to the King.."

"One second..." The woman hands the papers to Tyrion Lannister, "My lord.. I have to get him out of here.. Lord Stark will complain we let him drink.."

Tyrion takes his copy of the papers, "We have an agreement.. Have fun Mr. Prime Minister.."

Another woman takes the papers as Tyrion sits and drinks his goblet..

Theon and the help walk out..  Less then a minute later Eddard Stark walks in with the King.. Everyone acknowledges the king and bows..

King Robert smiles and motions everyone to stand," Tyrion.. Were is Lord Greyjoy.."

"Your highness," Tyrion looks at Ned Stark.. "We withdraw our complaint from you.. The Prime Minister and myself have signed an agreement.."

The woman holding the papers looks down, "He got lord Greyjoy drunk.."

Ned Stark is handed a copy of the treaty..

As he is reading it, "It is all legal Your highness.. We have no issue.." Tyrion smiles, "I did not rob you blind completely lord stark.. Yes.. We recognize Dutchess Rowen as royalty.. Her marriage to the Prime Minister may proceed.."

"He gave you the right to the swords," Eddard Stark took a deep breath to hide a smile..

"Ned.. If this is done.. It stays done," King Robert sighs relief..

One of the scantily clad women speaks, "Your highness. The Dutchess has assigned me to make sure all your needs are taken care of.." Seeing everyone look at her, "Get your minds out of the pigs trough.. She meant his schedule.. We have an archery tournment his highness will be judging if he so chooses.. She fills it is important the children learn of his highnesses wisdom.. Also the baseball game the children will play.. Not to mention the.."

"Eddard you old rat.. A baseball game.. I think I can stay an extra day.. I saw a team play one of these," The king spoke.. "Of course I will judge contest the children put on.."

One of the servants pulls Eddard aside, " Lord Stark.. We have an issue with the wine.. It is almost gone.." The servant winks to where Tyrion can not see it, "We have an issue with the ice cubes.. Lord Greyjoy, is.."

"To drunk to know what he signed.."Tyrion laughs as he walks past and then stops, "With your permission.. I will retire.. Ladies.."

The king nods then waves..

The help waits and looks for Lord Lannister to be gone around a corner.. She mouths,"Completely Sober.." She points to the treaty, "I am off to records Lord Stark.. Your Highness.."

King Robert Laughs, "Lord theon Greyjoy bears watching.."

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[Armonica_Templar]

"Joffery Executed Eddard Stark," The filthy woman swallowed hard.. "Mr. Prime minister.. The.. Certain members of the Merchants guild sold us out.."

Noise came from outside..

"We retreated to where it appeared we ran sir.. "Taking a deep breath, "Thier is more.. Dutchess Greyjoy.. She is dead.."

Tears fell down the stone cold face of Not Theon, "How?"

"Mr. Prime Minister.. Littlefinger had her raped by the guard.. She hemmoraged to death from the miscarriage it caused...."

"Lady Tolk.." Not Theon's fist where balled up as he took a deep breath.. He walked over to his cabinet,"Would you like a drink?"

"Mr. Prime Minister," Lady Tolk paused.. "You wife is dead.." Slowly as Not Theon has his hand in the cabinet, "This is.."

Pointing a weird looking weapon at Lady Tolk, "It is a weapon you are not familiar with.. It was a B#$%^ to find the basic chemicals.. thank god I studied history and know some basics.. It is not exactly gun powder.. The Alchemist Guild is SO appreciative for a sponsor.."

She draws her blade, "I know you cant fight with a sword.. Mr. Prime Minister.."

Not Theon pulls the Trigger blowing off the assassian's knee, bringing a cry of pain..

"Close enough for government work.. You see the funny thing is that you people have never dealt with the history I have.. For some reason I pegged Littlefinger as a Himmler wannabe.." Calmly Not Theon walks over to the door, "Cute.. Blocking the door from my guards.."

Opening the door two females come in..

"Sir," They see Lady Tolk's bloody leg..

"Let none of the new arrivals out without my say so.." Not Theon has the words come from him, "Lady Dutchess.."

"Sir.. The children have said she was.. She is dead sir," The female guard spoke..

Shaking his head, "Lady Tolk's questioning I will handle personally.. Get a doctor in here.. I do not want her to bleed to death..I was explaining to her that I had studied a Himmler's and Hoover's record keeping. I remember her description from the files on little Finger's whores.."

"How.. How did you know," Lady Tolk is picked up..

"Easy it is a two day ride.. You made it exactly in two days.." Not Theon took a deep breath, "A running soldier would not have made it perfectly.. You had to know before the attack what was comming.. That and you tried to kill me.."

"Mr. Prime minister.. We.. Several of the traitors were caught by Jon Snow.. He is on his way with his mother and his brother," The guard spoke..

"They are most likely being followed.."Taking a moment,"I am personally sending you out with the Orgresses.. Send no males Commodore Wendy.."

The female Guard goes to one knee, "I.. Sir you honor me.. The orgresses.."

Tell them I have issued a letter De Marque to you.. I want you to raid all the ones following.. The crown get 25% of your take," Not Theon Smiles.. "Bring me the master Alchemist.." Looking at the darker skinned woman, "Jalor.. I have to have you here to protect me.. We are about to melt the Iron throne down for scap.."

"I want to double the Gaurdsmen," Jalor moves her braided hair out of the way..

"You are the new head of The guardsmen.." Not Theon looked at Lady Tolk, "All her possessions and children are now yours.. Countess Jalor.. You see my mistake is I tried to skip a step in the evolution of democracy.. My. Bad.. Not.. Tolk.. You are going to sing.."

Jalor and Wendy hug each other.. They stop and look at the prime Minster freezing..

"The drowned god approves.." Theon gets an evil smile, "Countess reach out to the loyal Guild members.. Tell them I am making arrangements for .. Same sex marriages for their.. Well some of their children.. Tell the Queen Stark request their appearance.. In exchange she demands they recognize her as Queen of the Winterfell Constitutional monarchy.."

"Mr. Prime Minister ,"the two women freeze..

"Standard marriage contracts.. Before the official religion of WCM," the Prime Minister smiles.. "Send a message to my father.. All is well.. Queen Stark Appreciates his support.. And in recognition of his loyalty, a letter De Marque authorizing his force to plunder all Lannister assets at the high sees and abroad.."

"Your.. Your father said not such thing," Tolk tried to stand but fell..

"I know.." Not Theon laughs, "Just enough to piss him off.."
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Catelyn Stark whispered to Jon, "They keep calling me thier Queen.. That is the fourth member of the Merchants guild who wishes to speak with me later to influence MY Prime minister? We have just lost and our people are talking politics not survival."

As they were escorted to the center of the town, "Those barricades are unlike any that I have every seen.." Jon Snow was stopped as several people with red pluses on their white shirts came up, "You.. Theon's Doctors.."

A man with a coat hoped up on back of the wagon with Bran, "He is still alive.. Your magesty.. I will need to take him immediately to a room.." Putting weird things in his ears and the other end on Bran's chest, "Good.. He is strong.."

Several of the lower class do not bow as the wagon goes by, "My Queen.."

"Long live Queen Catelyn of Free Winterfell.."

"F@#$ the Lannisters your Grace.. They are losers!"

"Long live the Queen.. And her loyal Prime Minister.."

"They will have to pry our homes from our dead hands.. For Ned Stark!"

"We will fight the mother F#$%ers to the death!!"

Tears fell down Catelyn's face as Countess Joral rode up..

"The queen has had a long journey barely escaping the clutches as she and her stepson fought off the evil," Countess Joral hoped off her horse.. "Take my steed Your Majesty.. I am Countess Joral, Let the healers look at your son.." Looking At Snow, "Lord Snow of Winterfell.. Hero of the battle of winterfell.. "

John Snow frooze as men nodded their heads to him..

A whole small set of women on horse back rode up, "General Snow.. Your personal Guard sir.."

"More of the Orgesses," Jon quipped..

Two men holding hands bow before Queen Catelynn, "Your majesty.. " 

Confused she looks at Joral, "My Prime.."

"Your majesty.." Countess Joral smiled, "Their parents are here for the weddings you will preside over.. As well as the ten other same sex weddings." seeing Catelyn narrow her eyes, "They are among the richest families in your kingdom.. " Whispering to the Queen, "Who control finances between them  in eight cities in your kingdom.. And can raise about four thousand fully armed extra militia soldiers."

Jon and Lumin look at the Queen,"My apologies.. It has been a rough week.." Catelyn swallowed hard, "I am honored to preside over your nuptials.. As your queen.."

The two guys where very happy, "Thank you your majesty.. We did not know you would approve.. Let alone do it your self.." Both men bow and kiss the Queens hand..

Several of the female guards patted Snow on the back, "Sir.. Later when you get a chance us girls would love to hear how you fought off thirteen men single handily.."

"I heard it was sixteen," Another female soldier spoke..

"Sargent," Joral spoke forcibly.. "The General is tired from his fight.."

Maester Luwin smiled as he spoke, "It was ten the first time.. Seven the second time.. I lost count on the other six or eight times, as I cared for Bran.." Seeing the queens look, "I will go with the Doctor.. I have heard the Prime Minister has some of the best hidden stores of medical knowledge.. with your leave my Queen.."

Luwin hit Jon in the arm, "I am tired.. I lost count.. I need to speak with my step mother the Queen's Prime minister.."

"Countess," Seeing the people respectfully looking at her.. "I will walk.. Where is Prime Minister Greyjoy?"

"On your husbands last orders to the Prime Minister. He is overseeing their execution," Countess Joral loudly spoke.. "Eddard Stark had outlined a series of operations in the event of his death.. The war for the Iron thone my Queen has just started.. " She yells, "For the honor of Ned Stark!!"

"Long live the queen," the guards yelled back loudly..

Whispering to Jon Snow, "They may be peasants but they will follow you into the gates of the underworld.."
 
As they walked the Queen  waved to the people..

"I did not know we were this loved," Jon Snow walked next Joral as she held the horse..

"Not till three days ago," Countess Joral smiled.. "Your people are being whipped into a war frenzy.. General.."
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[Armonica_Templar]

Baelish has a stunned look on his face as Janos Slynt is dripping blood.. "Janos.. My god.. What.."

"Your Majesty.." Janos Slynt falls to his hands showing arrows in his back, "The common.. They.. Rebelling.. Under attack all over.."

Janos Slynt falls the rest of the way with a wet smack, as foam comes from his mouth..

Two guards come in, "Your majesty.. We have been over run.."

"WHAT, " Joffery's blonde bangs move as he does.. "I will not hide from.."

A sword runs one of the guards through, "I have found the little incestous imp.."

Yells and screams come from down the hall..

Baelish quickly slits the throat of the person, "Shut the door and barricade it.." Going over to a window, "That.. Theon!"

Angrily Joffery looks out, "They.. " Parts of the city burn, "Littlefinger.. You told me your assassin was embedded.. How did he pull this off? I put our people in charge of the merchants guild.."

"Joffery.. Right now we have other issues," Littlefinger looks out at the chaos.. "He.. " Jumping back shoving Joffery to the ground as a Flaming arrow comes through the window..

Joffery is wide eyed as the flames from the arrow reach up to a banner, "They.. They are trying to kill me.."

"I hope you can fight," Littlefinger Takes the sword from the dead attacker.. "We can NOT stay in here.."

Joffery's eyes go wide in fear, "They.."

"You have a chance to prove that you are the king by combat," Littlefinger kicks the dead guards sword to Joffery..

Steeling himself as he picks up the sword, "I will have their blood run the streets. One thing.." Joffery puts his crown back on, "Now.. These smallfolk will know I am a warrior and their King.."

The guards takes a deep breath and moves the make shift barricade..

Slowly the trio open the door, and see dead bodies..

The guard goes out first, "They.. They moved on?"

"Why would they move," Joffery is greeted with a loud scream.. 

A young girls voice is heard begging..

"Your mother and your sister.." Littlefinger stops cold, " They are kidnapping them.."

"We will rescue them," Joffery stops and turns.. "No.. It is stupid.. We need to get to our loyal people.."

"A very wise choice," Littlefinger and the guard move the opposite direction from the sound..

A sword pertrudes from the guards chest as Littlefinger angrily turn, "Your Majesty.."

"I do not recognize him.. I know you," Joffery pulls his sword out of the guards back.. Seeing the Anger on Littlefinger Petyr Baelish's face, "I would have sent the guard to pretend to rescue me.. Then kill me in private.. For someone who is not interested in my throne Theon is becoming a problem.."

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Several woman easily toss the guards aside as they enter the room, "Lord Greyjoy.. Your son assigned us to guard you.. If they ask we are with you.."

Two of the women barricade  the door as the guards stand up..

"My son," Balon Greyjoy shakes his head.. "He assigned you as my guard.. Why would I need protection?"

The noise of chaos comes from outside, as the woman holds the drapes out of the way.. "My Lord.. Your son the Prime Minister of Winterfell.. His pound of flesh.."

Balon chuckles as he watches the chaos for a minute.. Seeing the fires and the fights in the streets, "We are here on a mission of Peace.. "

"Two of your ships departing in a few minutes," The woman spoke drawing a look of anger.. "With a percentage of the Lannister treasury.. To pay for you allowing those that cant get out of the city to recieve transport.. Lord Greyjoy.."

"How much of their gold has my son stole," Balon's eye brows raised..

"Stole is such a bad word.. It was not secured.. Their was more then our intelligence thought.. "The woman smiled, "An extra thirty chest a ship.. Each with thousands and thousands of gold dragons.."

Balon has to sit down as his gaurds look to him, "This is a robbery.."

Balon's laughter makes the guards of his laugh..

"He is my son," Balon speaks proudly.. "I was worried the Starks had made him soft.. We will need to leave quickly.."

"Actually Lord Greyjoy.. " She slowly pulls out a piece of paper, "A line of credit equal exactly to one month of King Joffery's guards wages.. He wont be able to pay the guards."

Balon and several of the guards swallowed hard, "The iron Throne itself.."

"Or you can loan it to King Joffery to pay the guards.. At 30 percent interest," The Lady bowed her head. "Prime Minister Theon only recommends it.. He said it would be better to have the throne in your debt then sit on it.."

A loud female scream fills the air, as a young lady can be heard begging for her life..

"The money isnt the only thing your son is stealing.."  The woman smiled at Balon, "Lets just Cersei will not be here in the morning to advise her son.. Nor potentially your future daughter in law.."

Balon goes wide eyed, "He.. " Balon Greyjoy shakes his head with a chuckle, "He is NOT trying to take the throne?"

"Lord Greyjoy.. He has no interest at all in it," The female bows her head..

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"Your son thinks he can bankrupt what I have spent a life building.. I have not forgot your part.." The Armored man was pissed, "My daughter and Granddaughter.."

Balon stopped on the docks, "Tywin.. I have broken no rules for any agreement that was forced upon me.. Lord Eddard Stark and now his queen hold my son hostage.. "Balon is grinning, "To ensure my good behavior.. Perhaps you should have thought twice about executing Lord Stark..  I have even loaned you the credit so you can pay your soldiers.. For a small fee..35% interest.."

"You," Tywin's head seemed to pulsate.. "You disown your son.."

Laughing, "He is definately my boy.. I cant disown him.. My Treaty with the crown does not allow it.. " Balon evilly added, "After all a little birdie told me we might be in laws here soon.. The birdie unfortunately did not tell me which of your blood Queen stark was going to marry him off to.. I mght need a new set of finery.."

"I know you have members of the group that assualted.."

"Tywin.. Keep in mind the person who will deliver your credits wont till four hours after I have sailed.." Balon enjoyed every second of the conversation, "At least the first half.. Your majesty.. I am glad you came to wish a loyal subject off.."

"Sieze the vessels," Joffrey yells.. "Guards.."

Tywin knocks his grandson to the ground, "You fool.. Disregard those orders.."

"I will," Joffrey is knocked to the ground again by the old man..

"IF you cant pay the soldiers," Tywin speaks through gritted teeth.. "We cant hold the city.. Let alone the throne.."

"Just remember Tywin.. First half four hours.. Then later the second half will be delivered.." Balon walked across the plank to the deck, "Just remember that we have an easy.. How did my son put it? Yes.. Payment Plan.. You put up your the cash equivalent of your lands as collateral.. I hold the lien with your merchants guild.."

"I will have your son's head set next to," Joffery was hit again by his grandfather..

"His son has safe passage to be returned unharmed to his father.. It was a mistake to leave him under the influence of Eddard Stark," Tywin looks at Balon.." Make D@#$ sure the same goes for my grand-daughter and daughter.."

"Grandfather," Tywin grabs Joffrey and holds his hand over his mouth. They watch Balon's ships start to disembark..

Tywin glares at the various guards as he lets Joffrey go..

"Your uncle should be returning soon.." Tywin glared at Balon's ships, "We will pay for now.. Our mines will refill our gold.. Now where is your Uncle Tyrion?"

Joffrey glared at his uncle for second, "Theon has.."

"Theon.. Yes.. I heard of Littlefinger's failure," Tywin shook his head. "Focus.. You sit on the Iron Throne.. You did good fighting your way out.. Now we must find out who betrayed us.. You sister and mother are to valuable as hostages.."

Joffrey fakely smiled, "Yes Grandfather.."

"If Theon marries your SINGLE mother or Sister we still lose nothing," Tywin coldly speaks..

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"You are occupying Harrenhal," Jon Snow whispers to Not Theon..

"I liberated it.." Not Theon fakes happiness, "It is why you are here General.. As is your mother.."

"This is insane.. We cant feed all these people, "Jon Snow was upset.. "Robb is dead.. My stepmother is hiding behind the affairs of state to not face the deaths.."

"Actually.. We can feed the full garrison here.. " Not Theon stopped Snow from going forward, "The peasants..Smallfolk as you people call them.. They are setting up an ancient system.. It has been under construction for months.. Now we have a proper Castle.."

"House Tully controls this area.." Snow speaks, "You.. You bought it from them?"

"Lease to own," Not Theon laughs.. "Well.. It is not really important.. Our.. Smallfolk army.. Is not a smallfolk army.. They are people with rights.. I F#$%ed up thinking that poof democracy would work.. I tried to skip a step between Fuedalism and democracy.. A constitutional Monarchy.. It cost me the only good thing in this world.."

"I have lost people as well," Jon Snow shook his head.. "This army.. And Filed Marshall General garbage.."

Sighing, "It is a much better field structure.. It is called.. I do not remember.." Not Theon watches as men and women in uniform where putting in various construction pieces, "Look Jon.. You need to study this.. There are not enough soldiers of highborn or whatever you people call it.. We have to offer more.. I have split the training into three parts.. "

"It is more than three parts.. "Jon Snow counted on his fingers, "Administration, fleet, medical, Jay sauck, infantry, general services, magic, training, militia, exploration, and intelligence.."

"Not to mention the jobs they have... inside the military,"Not Theon shook his head.. "We are on a shoestring budget.. We barely have the tax base to support these operations.."

"Then how are you going to pay for this," Jon Snow responded coldly.. "War is not accounting or supplies.."

"Since when.. " Not Theon turned pointing at the wagons rolling in, "I paid for this out of my own pocket.. I will not recover my funds for at least four years.. " A stunned look crossed Snow's face, "The dividends will pay off a little sooner.."

"You know how many houses are pissed," Jon Snow shook his head..

"I do not really care.. You see merchant princes are partially the answer.. The houses Tully and few others see the advantage of new blood.." Not Theon grinned, "We are gonna find the answer to one of history's greatest what if.. What if we royals were bred like horses, pigs and cattle?"

"So we will be treated like cattle," Jon Snow shook his head.. "That is not.."

"Grow the F#$% up.. Love is only half the equation.. Marriage is a business with partners.. A good woman is worth more then all of this S@#$!!" Not Theon's comment made several woman hold thier heads up higher then the men they are working with.. "You midevils focus on the bulls.. Well F#$% you.. I am making my bread betting on the hiefers.. Half.. S@#$.. Three forths the men could die and our women would have them replaced in a generation.."

"So this universal sufferage bill your house of commons is pressing.. IT is so we can breed," Jon turned Not Theon around to look at him..

"You see the ancient Alchemist have found records of the Ancient Atlanteans," Theon sounded crazed.. "Limited government.. The people unfortunately are running into the same thing my people were running into.. No god D@#$ clue what freedom is.. " 

"Your people.. You keep saying that.. You are Theon Greyjoy," Jon Snow pauses as he goes wide eyed.. "You are Theon?"

"In body," Prime Minister Not Theon smiled.. "I am not interested in Identity.. It is what we do with our lives Son of .."

A wheel chaired child spoke, "Theon.. No.. "

"Bran," Not Theon turned and looked..

"Bran," Queen Catelyn Stark softly spoke.. "I am curious over this as well.."

"You must not tell them.. " Bran stark held onto Luwin.. With much effort Bran put a foot down.. A second one followed as a metal brace needed oil, "Mr. Prime Minister.."

Queen Catelyn Stark had a tear fall from her eye, "Bran.."

Bran Stark Stands on his own, "My father's loyal prime minister.. You could not have saved him from his fates.. "

"Bran.. Those visions," Not Theon pauses.. "You.. You know.."

Bran is holding onto Luwin as he takes a step forward, "You are my mother's Prime Minister.. And when I become king.. Will you be my Prime Minister?"

Theon steps forward as Bran Stark shakily sticks his hand out, "Of Course Lord Stark.."

Bran whispers something as he leans on Theon..

"How.. You F#$%ing magic S#$%," Not Theon is shocked.. "How do you know that name?"

Luwin and Not Theon catch Bran.. Queen Catelynn had the wheelchair under her son..

"Mother regardless of what is about to happen.. You must never waiver in your support of the Prime Minister.." Looking at Jon Snow, "You must go to the north wall.. Led a detachment of our soldiers.. The night watch must be fortified.."

"Little Brother," Jon snow sighed..

"The Gods will not let the Prime Minister tell you.. I will.. Theon," Bran nodded to the Prime Minister..

"Zombies, Dragons, and giants are real.. This place will serve as a beacon in the dark if necessary.. " Everyone at this point has stopped working and is listening, "They will come over the wall and through it.. I have no clue because I never watched the.."

"The Drowned god and the old gods only showed him the event not the outcome.." Bran took his mothers hand, "Jon will  lead the battle.. He has to learn The Prime Minister's method of fighting.."

"We are at war with the Lannisters," Queen Catelyn spoke..

"No.. We are not," Bran grinned as he sat down.. "Luwin.. I am tired.. May I go watch them install the drains as I heard them called.."

"A house is not an asset, Santa clause founded the NSA, and the invisible hand rules all," Not Theon looked at Bran.. "Of course young lord Stark.. Feel free to ask any questions of the workers.. Their supervisor will answer them for you.."

"Mr. Prime Minister," Catelyn Stark quietly spoke with learned grace..

Joral came up to the Prime Minister, "Theon.."

"Countess Joral?"

"They are here," Countess Joral's clothes looked more akin to leather riding gear..

"Who," Catelyn looked to Jon Snow..

"Cersie Lannister and Myrcella Baratheon.. The Ogresses suceeded my queen," Countess Joral spoke.. "Mr. Prime Minister.. They have not yet sat the three houses.. Nor has the Queen signed off.."

"Your with me Countess," Not Theon bolted away..

"Prime Minister," Catelyn called out to no avail..

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"I pronounce you as Queen.. Husband and wife," Catelyn Stark tried not laugh.. 

Cersei tried to struggle as female guards held her neck chains.. Nude, with her head shaved bald.. "This marriage will never stand!!"

Tears fell down the sixteen year old's face, "Mother.." Myrcella Baratheon looked down and away, "Husband.. Do you and this Parliment of Queen Stark's.. Do you spare my mothers life? Mr. Prime Minister.."

A female with a scar down her face shakes her head as she steps forward, "Mr. Prime Minister.. Sargent Ogla of the 1st Orgress division.. Retired.. Newly elected head of the house of Commons.. " Wearing purple robes," You and the queen have pulled a fast one.."

She holds her hand up..

"Do you smallfolk want war.." Cersei stands up defiantly, "The house Lannister will crush your.."

Minister Ogla slaps Cersei and knocks her to the ground, sending a tooth to the ground..

"Fortunately most of us small folk have dealt with you royals," Several royal members look over at Olga.. "Especially those like you Lannisters.."

Cersei looked up wide eyed as Queen Stark calmly stood with her guard..

"I was a slave.. Raped by my owner at his whim.. I am not ashamed of my past.." Minister Olga spoke, "Lannister.. While the rest of you nobles did nothing.. Prime Minister Greyjoy.. Ordered the Merchants Guild to buy slaves.. Then free them.. I .. I was sent to Lord Greyjoy at the time.. I expected more of the same.. Imagine my surprise.. When the now Countess Joral asked me what I would like to do.."

Several of the small folk ministers grinned as Minister Ogla spoke smoothly..

"I jokingly told her I wanted to be a soldier," Ogla's faced moved to a smile.. "I was in basic a few days later.." Looking at the young bride, "I served in the Ogresses till I was injured.." Lifting the robe she shows an artificial leg, "I earned this fighting off a group of rapist and plunders.. If you look At my necklace you will see the teeth from their bodies.. You see if we lived anywhere other than under the rule of Queen Stark and her Prime Minister.. I would be nothing more then a street whore at best.. Let me tell you something Cersei.. Even though it is against our rules.. If Prime Minister Theon Greyjoy decided to go to war with all of westerios we would follow.. I am free because of his advice to Lord Stark.. "

Cersei spit at Ogla, "What are you going to do with me.. " Glaring at Catelyn, "I laughed as Eddard's head rolled.. I know I have rights in your kingdom.. I.."

Cersei went to the ground as Ogla struck her again, "You will be held by Queen Catelyn as her prisoner.. Lady Greyjoy.. Your mother will be tried..  For crimes against Westerios.."

Applause came from those listening..

"Your Majesty.. We only request.. She be unharmed as the evidence and case are put together," Minister Ogla bowed only halfway..

Tears fell down Myrcella's face, "And what is to become of me?"

"You are married young bride," Queen Stark laughed.. "Enjoy your wedding night.. From what I have heard it will be a long night for you.. As for you Cersei.. We have work to do?"

Queen Stark grabs the Chain holding Cersei's neck..

"Your Majesty," Minister Ogla whispers..

"Minister.. Their is a lot of work that needs to be done.. Septic holder cleaned.." Queen stark kicked Cersei to the ground, "And a lot of other items.. I promise she will only be mentally traumatized.."

"The court of arbiters will put her case together," Minister Ogla nodded.. "First Lady Greyjoy.. Welcome to Westrios Constitutional Monarchy.."
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Tears fell down Myrcella's face as her assistant left her in Theon's room nude.. The heavy door shut, echoing..

"My husband," Not looking at Theon as he stood in front of a fire.. "I am your bride.. Do.."

"Shut the F#$% up,"Not Theon yelled making her jump.. "Come here NOW!"

Myrcella obeyed and walked bare footed across the room.. 

"Sit," Theon point to a chair. Myrcella looked down and awayas she sat, "God D@#$.. Look at me.."

Fighting her tears, "My husband.."

Theon walked over to the bed and took a comforter, "They are still working out the central heat and air.."

Myrcella took the comforter, "This.. Is is.."

"Soft.. I am A lazy A$$.." Sighing as he walked over to the fire, "Cover up.. Here is the deal.. You must sleep nude every so often on your side of the bed.. Every two to three days you must spend an hour to forty five minutes scream.. Some can be in pain.. Some in pleasure.."

Myrcella had a confused look on her face.. "I am not to be your wife?"

"Everyone must think that you are.. That I am enjoying the pleasures of life.. You are allowed no boyfriends.. You will follow two steps behind me everywhere.. Do not challenge me on anything.." Theon looked at her,"If someone knocks on the door you will speak with the passcodes.. If they pass, you will always open the door nude.. I will teach you a series of phrases.. The main thing is not the words but the annoyance at being interupted.."

"Interrupted," Myrcella looks at .. "Oh.. I see.. I am your prisoner.."

"For now.." Coldly Theon takes off all but his underwear.. He turns a valve, the lights dim, and climbs into the bed.. "You must not touch me, but you have to sleep in the D@#$ bed.."

Slowly Myrcella walks to the bed.. 

"I fully expect you to be returned to the Lannisters.." Theon crawled into the bed, "So you have a new schedule.. We will find out what talents you have.. You will learn to manage a kingdom.. You will have to work every so often.. Not because it is slave work or punishment, but because you must learn the chores individuall. How they are porperly done.. Not like your mother's punishment.. You will be trained by the Orgresses to fight.. To lead troops.. Welcome to the university of life.."

"You.. You are not claiming me," Myrcells almost seemed hurt.. "University of life.. Lead troops?" Myrcella sat in the bed, "You.. You are training me to take the Iron Throne?"

"No.. I am training you to act properly.. To rule with wisdom.." Theon sat up and saw the wide eyed Myrcella, "I.. In a past life.. I come from a kingdom.. We had our problems but.. It was a good kingdom.. We had broken away from our mother country two centuries earlier roughly..  They had this queen.."

Myrcella looked at Theon and sat up as he told her a story for the next hour..

"This.. This Queen Elizabeth.. She ascended to this BRit tans iron throne.. Never to take a husband," Myrcella was enthralled.. "She defeated the mightest sea power of the time.. By picking her shots.."

"Yes," Theon yawned.. "The Spanish Armada was the Mightest sea power of the world.. Thousands of ships big and small.. She hit thier supplies at ports..  Picked them apart piece by piece.. Then At the last minutes had hundreds of ships finished.."

"I was listening," Myrcella yawned.. "After the war she.. Down sized.. Made smaller, the army because of the drain on the budget it represents.."

"So it would not bankrupt her.. The king of spain had taken out thousands and thousands in loans.. And lost.."

"So do not get married and watch the money," Myrcella spoke in the low light..

"No.. I did not say that.. Speak with the Historian.. Their is another example.. The concept is a power couple.. They were of my kingdom.. They were called the clintons," Theon put a pillow over his head. "I will tell it to you tomorrow night.. Now that was a power couple that would have scared your mother and grandfather.."

"How do you know I wont kill you in your sleep," Myrcella spoke as she yawned..

"Because I have not told you about hillary Clinton.. Or her husband bill.. Not to mention Prime Minister Margret Thatcher, Rear Admiral Grace Hopper, Oprah Winfried.. Elanor Roosevelt.. " Smiled as he uncovered his feet, " The battle of Bastigon, The legend of the three hundred, king arthur and his knights of the round table, their is so much to tell you and so little time.. I have to get you ready to fight and survive.."

Myrcella laid on the pillows on her side of the bed, "Maybe tomorrow.. I..I am sleepy.. I still hate.. Hate you.. My.." The comfort of the bed makes Myrcella yawn, "Mother...."

"Their is a blade in dresser drawers.. If you kill me make sure it goes right in my back," Theon rolled over.. "Between my shoulders.. I request either loyalty or a very quick death.."

Myrcella lightly snores in response..

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"COWARDS," Jamie Lannister yells out! 

In response a crossfire of bolts forces Jamie to hit the ground. Looking over, several others where not as quick..

"My lord.. The smallfolks Arrows and bolts go through the armor," one of the knights that made it through the volley spoke.. "My lord.. Might I suggest we deploy the trap now.."

Jamie takes a horn out and blows it..

The army of WCM blows their own horns in response, the fire becomes random of the sounds of maybe a hundred retreating..

Several other horns blow in response..

"S#$%.. He has calvary.. RETREAT.. Full Retreat," A strong female voice orders..

Jamie Kneels and raises his sword, "Charge.. NOW!.. We have them.. Lord Bolton came through.. Pass the word I want everyone into them NOW!"

The knights with horses still alive hop on top of them.. One of them gives Jamie Lannister a horse..

Ramsay bolton rides up, "Lord Lannister.. We have them.. Twenty thousand Soldiers.. My father has accepted your father's offer.. I will marry the widow Greyjoy.."

They ride striking down slower memebers of the Smallfolk in full retreat..

Ramsay laughs, "Smallfolk.. Thought they could form an army that could fight."

A horseman rides up, "My lord they are trying to make it over that hill into the other woods. they broke through the encirclement.."

"Crush them.." Lord Ramsay Bolton rides ahead as he is followed..

The Smallfolk split almost professionally as the desparately fire just enough to slow down the chasers..

"They are not going to make it to those woods," Jamie speeds up his horse with Lord Ramsey Bolton..

The bulk of the House Bolton army crosses the hill..

"My god," Jamie Lannister freezes as does Ramsay..

The running smallfolk seem to speed up into a forces of waiting soldiers..

"Its a trap," Ramsay is wide eyed as he sees what looks like huge crossbows.. 

"Wait for it boys," Commadore Wendy calls out.. Loudly her orders are repeated as the combined forces of the Lannister and Bolton forces freeze, "FIRE!!!!"

With mechanical percision sargents start yelling, "FIRE TWO.."

Large weirdly shaped cross bolts seem to fill the air from the back of wagons..

The first round of cross bolts from the small folk fly though the air..

Jamie Lannister jumps from the horse as they hit targets..

"FIRE TWO," The Sargents yell..

"The first set is reloading.." Ramsay is on the ground next to Jamie, "They are firing in continous.."

The second round fills the air..

Screams come from around them as the crossbolt hit the ground and explode.. Flame rises into the air freely, "My god we.."

Jamie can only take cover as the second round of large cross bolts by a dead horse as men are burned alive.

"FIRE THREE," The Sargent yell..

"HOLD THE MOTHER F#$%ERS!!" Commadore Wendy yells as her orders are repeated..

Bolts fill the air for the next two minutes as everyone trying  to move is literally mowed down.. The large bolts that exploded had stopped firing..

"Hold fire," The Commadore yelled..

The order went down the square formations..

"If you want to live throw down your swords.. Then strip out of your armor," The Commadore yelled!

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"Husband.. Today is my birthday.." Myrcella was wearing a simple shirt with pants, "So I understand.. " Taking a deep breath, "Armon.. That is your real name isnt it.."

"Myrcella," Not Theon took a deep breath.. "I am Theon grey...."

Myrcella put her finger on Theon's lip.. "You talk in your sleep dear husband.. I wont say anything.. If you ever get home you are going to kill this Esm Stirling.. You leapt into Theon's body?"

Theon rubbed his head as he walked over to a chest.. He opens it and pours himself a drink, "Dear wife.. I.."

"No.. you act like no other man of this time.. You have been teaching me about the political history of your world for the past two years.. The Clintons, The Roosevelts, The Johnsons, The kennedy's, the Obama's are from America.. The queens are from the mother land your America broke away from.. England.. Which evolved into the United Kingdom.. The Alchemist becoming chemist example.."

"Alchemy is just the early attempts at Chemistry," Not Theon took a drink..

"The victories the small Army of Westrios Constitutional Monarchy are based on your worlds experience in military conflict.. Economic Warfare," Myrcella sat on the bed.. "The products your enterprises sell all come from your world. The Aquaponics we feed out people with.. The fact you say Westerios is round and we are in the point when our end of the globe is further away from the sun.. New medicines your Alchemist have come up with.. The advance mathematics you have been having me learn.."

Not turning around, "Do you remember the phrases I taught you I have to say to you.. Shazam, Captain Kirk, and Monty Python.."

"If you cant ever answer them it is not," Myrcella frooze.. "Armon.. You.. What have you done?"

"I have left everything in your name.. If I cant answer the codes.. Someone has to keep running things. It is why I insisted you learn every function of the castles operations from the maid to the cook," Not Theon looked at Myrcella. "I am not sure.. Sure if.. Myrcella.."

"I want a child," Myrcella was completely nude.. "Why do I need to keep pretending to be your wife? My Father Jamie returns with my Grandfather in a week for the peace talks.."

"Myrcella," Theon takes a deep breath..

"Come to bed Armon.. What do American men have to offer A female Lannister.." Myrcella smiles evilly herself, "You have avoided the conversation on it.."

Reaching for the lights valve, Myrcella stopped him..

"Leave them on," Myrcella kissed Armon.. 

"Well Lets just say I am the one who commissioned the comic porn that is everywhere," Armon's comment made Myrcella's eyes go wide.. "Yes.. Karma Sutra my wife..  And the sex toys.. This is game of thrones after all.."

Lady Greyjoy bites her lip, "I have been reading that.. You.. You commissioned that.."

"What page Lady Greyjoy would you like to see first," Armon kissed his wife..

"Page.. Page eighteen," Myrcella spoke quickly Biting her bottom lip.. "And no more just pretending to be husband and wife.. We have a whole book to go through!"

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"Ok.. " Armon looked around, "I am back home.. F#$% how much time has passed.. Years in westerios.. Expecting my second child.. " Seeing a finished driveway and a new sign, "Jeel was my friends last name.. Lets knock on the door.."

Knocking on the door Armon steps back..

A woman opens the door holding an infant, "Armon.. We thought.. I mean.."

Tears fell down the womans face, "Its ok.." Looking at her hand seeing a different wedding ring, "I was declared dead.. You remarried.."

"Jen.. Who is it," A man froze as he looked at Armon.. "F#$%.."

"Jack," Armon narrowed his eyes..

"S@#$.. Listen.. We thought you were dead," Jack is nervous.. "You were declared dead two years ago in 2015.."

"Time moved differently.."Armon walks backwards, "I am not going to cause any problems.."

"Armon.. The house.. F#$%," Jack got a look on his face.. "Why dont you come in and we can talk.."

"I'm good," Armon keeps backing up..

A neighbor came out, "My god Armon.." Calling out to her husband, "Bill.. Armon is alive.. He is out front.."

"No S@#$," A man walks out of his garage.. "Armon.. D@#$.."

"Where have you been," Jen balanced the infant?

"You would not believe me If I told you.. By the way," Armon looked at Jen and Jack.. "I want a divorce.."

"Armon.. Dont do this.. We are barely making it.. I am pregnant again," Jen had tears fall down her face..

"Armon.. Lets not do this here.. It is late," Bill spoke as the sitting sun fell. "I am friends with the Sherriff let me call them.. We will wait here in the garage.."


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"Bill.. You have to see this.. The Presidential debates.."

"Renee," Bill walks in as music beats fill the air.. "Holy S#$%.. Armon.."

"Cause if you run out of big tunes. That means your sound is done," The music filled the house..

Armon was on the big TV screen. He was riding on a float made into a pirate ship as people got out of the way..

"I knew he ran for the Libertarian Candidate," Renee looked at the screen glued to it..

"He is dressed as a pirate.." Bill laughed, "His shirt.."

Renee laughs, "F#$% the Lannisters.. I did!!"

Secret Service Agents come out protecting the President..

"Good evening America," Armon has a plank set across  to the stage.. A man in a mock knight suit walks our with a podium, "I am here to Debate.. I am Armon Creel, Libertarian candidate for president.."

"You were not invited to this debate," one of the secret Service Agents has a side arm drawn..

A man in a suit hands one of the moderators a piece of paper, "You and your network are being sued..  A judge issued a temporary ban on any arrest of my client.. This is a public forum.. Here is Mr. Creel's permit to protest.." Looking at the secret service agents, "My client will sue you individually.. Please touch him.. He is here legally.."

The network censors the middle fingers Armon gives both candidates.. Looks of anger pass their faces..

"Just so we are clear.." Armon pauses as he raises his hands to the music from his float, "You got to know when hold them..."

"He still cant dance," Renee hits her forehead..

"He really is doing it.." Bill shakes his head,"You think they will let him debate.."

"If they dont he will be a real threat to the election," Renee laughs..

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