Prince George decided on his 20th birthday to sign up for the RAF, definitely not willingly signing up for the army, to continue the family tradition of being in the military.

His first day on base and it was rough. His physical was horrible. He had to run five miles in thirty minutes. Had to do a hundred pushups and got his body checked for a fitness checkup.

Then he got assigned to his troop. Your's. You were the newest Group Captain. You'd trained with the military for years to get to your rank. And then a dumb Prince comes along and gets an easy rank of flight leader. So you decided to push him harder to give him hell and make him run back to his mommy.

So your troop lined up and you previewed them. It was a sad sight. They were all scrawny and terrified out of their panties because of the trials they just went through. You weren't going to let up like they hoped.

George stood in the back with his new buddies he met during the five mile trial. Benny Jenkins and Jim Jackson. Benny was in love with every girl he saw at first sight. Jim swore off girls because he hated the way they acted. And George... He was looking for his Princess... Literally.

Dude. She's hot. Benny whispered as he looked at you while you observed the troops from a distance while talking to your commander.