*Disclaimer: I do not own any of the shows or anything having to do with it. I just own the plot of this story. This is also my first story, so it might be horrible.
Malcolm is mistaken for the lost prince of a nation and is living the life. However, there is a catch. He has to get married to one of the cruelest people on the planet.
It was 3:30 am in the Wilkerson house when the phone went off, waking up an already grumpy Lois. When she picked up the phone, she heard whimpering and moaning that sounded too familiar. They belonged to her son, Malcolm. She just remembered when Malcolm was studying abroad in the Fire Nation, and this phone call would cost a lot of money which she needed to keep the remaining children in line. She would charge him later. All she could hear on the phone was "Getting…married…2 weeks…psycho", before the line went dead. Lois knew this was not a joke because she knew the difference of tones in her son's voice. He was not smart, but not smart enough to keep from Lois knowing if he was pulling a joke on her. She already had plans for her son to become President of the United States and this was going to throw those plans out the window. She was going to get to the Fire Nation and set things right before her nightmare came true. She got the phone and called Francis and Reese to help her save Malcolm get him back on the "Right Track".