[The Prince likes to consider himself to be of even temper. Subzero temper, if you will. He likes to think that he gets it from his mother. But moments like this made him realize...
... he's more like his father than he's like his mother.
Which only furthers to infuriate him more, really. He means, it's bad enough that his katamari was rejected. But did the King really have to say all those things? And throw lightning bolts at him?! At the time, the Prince was too fearful to be angry, but that just means that he's angry now. So angry that he can't sleep.
The Prince, being fed up with tossing and turning and fuming, has decided to fly down to Earth to cool off. He brings a katamari with him, because he knows that once he calms down, he'll want to practice his katamari skills so he can roll one up to his father's standards the next time.
See? He's calm enough to think ahead. At least there's that.
The Prince stomps around in the forests of Scotland for a while. He even kicks over a flower. (He rights it a moment afterwards, in a moment of conscience.) Up ahead, there is a messy collection of pine needles. The Prince stares at them for a while, and then gets an idea. This would be an excellent chance to practice rolling long objects and figuring out how to compensate for the boing-y-ness of the katamari.
A couple of minutes later, and he had a nice-sized katamari made of forest floor things. He's feeling pretty good about himself when he realizes he's rolling right for a human.
Uh-oh! Stop, stop, stop! But he's rolling downhill, and...
And now he's going to it the human and the katamari will bounce off and he'll lose his hard-earned objects!]
8! ... the Prince has the best priorities okay
... he's more like his father than he's like his mother.
Which only furthers to infuriate him more, really. He means, it's bad enough that his katamari was rejected. But did the King really have to say all those things? And throw lightning bolts at him?! At the time, the Prince was too fearful to be angry, but that just means that he's angry now. So angry that he can't sleep.
The Prince, being fed up with tossing and turning and fuming, has decided to fly down to Earth to cool off. He brings a katamari with him, because he knows that once he calms down, he'll want to practice his katamari skills so he can roll one up to his father's standards the next time.
See? He's calm enough to think ahead. At least there's that.
The Prince stomps around in the forests of Scotland for a while. He even kicks over a flower. (He rights it a moment afterwards, in a moment of conscience.) Up ahead, there is a messy collection of pine needles. The Prince stares at them for a while, and then gets an idea. This would be an excellent chance to practice rolling long objects and figuring out how to compensate for the boing-y-ness of the katamari.
A couple of minutes later, and he had a nice-sized katamari made of forest floor things. He's feeling pretty good about himself when he realizes he's rolling right for a human.
Uh-oh! Stop, stop, stop! But he's rolling downhill, and...
And now he's going to it the human and the katamari will bounce off and he'll lose his hard-earned objects!]