The episode starts off with Dylan's imagination of him as an astronaut explorer on Mars. The atmosphere resembles Mars's surface.
Dylan: "Science officer Dylan reporting. No signs of life."
An innocent pup giggles in the distance.
Dylan: "Huh? What was that?"
The giggle comes again.
Dylan: "Ho no! I just hope it's not too terrifying, tiny, SPOTTED...."
Dylan pulls down a curtain to be revealed Dizzy and Dee Dee.
Dylan: "Dalmartians!"
Dizzy & Dee Dee: "Heeheeheehee! Martian tickle"
Dylan: "Ahahahaha! Okay, you got me! You got me!"
Dizzy: "Mars's mission hide and seek is the best!"
Dee Dee: "Hey, Dizzy! That dog has the exact same spots as Dylan!"
Dylan: Ah! Guess he kinda does, Dee Dee.
Dee Dee: "Who is he, Dylan?"
Dizzy: "Why is he wearing a crown?"
Dylan: I believe he's the prince of Dalmatia.
Dizzy: Princes rule stuff, right?
Dee Dee: Ooh, you were born to rule!
Dizzy & Dee Dee: Dylan is a prince! Dylan is a prince!
Clarissa overhears the commotion.
Clarissa: What? A prince?
Dolly: (laughter) Dylan? A prince!? (laughs some more) That's hilarious! Ahahahahaa!
Dee Dee: It's true, Dolly.
Dizzy: We can prove it.
Dolly: "Huh?"
The pups murmur and then chant the word prince.
Clarissa: Dylan? From royalty? Not actually ruff-raff. Hmm. One must find out more. Gughhh!
Clarissa makes that exclamation while falling on top of items she stacked to eavesdrop on the commotion.
Dolly: Yep. Spinning image. But don't start thinking you're some kind of big deal now.
Dylan: Bwuh-ha! Not much chance around here!
Dolly: "Bwuh-ha! (fake voice) Prince Dylan of ridiculous!
Dylan: Careful Dolly! (fake voice) Or it'll be off with your head!
Dolly: (laughter, fake voice) Oh, I'm so scared, Dylan Von Dylanburg!
The doorbell rings.
Clarissa: "We're here to see Dylan."
Dolly: "Hey!"
Clarissa: Rumor has it that you're-
Pups: "Incoming!"
Clarissa: (in awe) "Descended from royalty!... Prince Dylan of Dalmatia.
Dylan: Uhhh, durrr, I guess?
Arabella: So gallant.
Prunella: So admirable.
Clarissa: I had no idea we had royalty living right next door. Aren't you clever pretending to be common? But you've never fooled me."
Dolly: Hey! You can't barge in here like you're all that!
Dylan tries to say something but is shushed by Clarissa. Clarissa then crowns him officially as "Prince Dylan of Dalmatia."
Clarissa: I declare this the throne room. The prince! The prince! All hail the Prince!
Pups: (variously) Hoorayyy! Let's go Dylan! Whooo!
Dolly: Huh. Seriously?
Clarissa: Someone failed to pledge allegiance. We shall have to keep an eye on her, ladies.
Dylan: You know, if I was a prince, I might be able to do some really good for me! I mean, my subjects. That'd be kind of cool.
Clarissa: No less! The life of a royal prince is ever so fulfilling! I'm going to have, I mean.. *clears throat* You're going to have a wonderful time, your highness.
Dolly: More like your minus, aheh!
Dylan: Uh, look. Thanks but no thanks, Clarissa. It was nice of you to drop by, but I gotta get back to my chores.
Clarissa: -gasp-
Arabella & Prunella: Chores!?
Clarissa: Princes don't do chores!
Dylan: "Oh?"
Clarissa: From this day forth, there shalt be waited on. And in paw.
Dolly: "Ha! Look lady, the prince of pooch here is not gonna be waited on by anyone, especially not by me. Hey!
Clarissa: "I shall see personally that you will never left a paw again. Once I'm officially accepted into the royal court, of course! Here's my courtier application form. Sign here!"
Dolly:(muffled, behind the doors) "Dylan! Ugh, just WHO the dog do you think you are!?"
Dylan: Hmm. A break from chores and it will drive Dolly nuts. Hahaha!
Pups: Yaaayyy!
Clarissa: Hurrah! (laughing through closed mouth) Now, who wants to be loyal subjects in the royal court?"
The pups chant 'me!' variously in eagerness.
Dylan: Ahhhh... Eek!
Dolly: So, how long do you plan to keep this up, my majestic mutt?"
Clarissa: "Out. I would like to invite you to meet the Prince of Dalmatia! Tasteful gift of mine."
Clarissa uses the Worldwide Woof to summon the upper-class dogs to come see Dylan, who has a reputation as 'Prince of Dalmatia.' A chihuahua in a bicycle basket hears Clarissa's news and spreads the word. The message then links to two large twin upper-class dogs, then a spaniel in a limo, and then an old dog who cannot hear well and needs her doggy servant to spread the word. Soon a line of rich, spoiled dogs are at the door of the Dalmatians house.
Dizzy & Dee Dee: Here you go, prince.
Dolly: Of seriously annoying Pushing it now, bro!
Dizzy: Pbbbbbtt!
Dee Dee: Hmph!
Dylan: Hmmmff.
Dizzy: This game isn't fun anymore.
Dee Dee: Clarissa is kind of bossy.
Dolly: Okay, enough prince pampering. I'm gonna talk to Dylan dog to dog.
Clarissa: -sigh-
Dolly: I demand to speak to my brother!
Clarissa: Without a royal appointment.
Dolly: Listen, Corgi! I-
Clarissa: Why don't we talk about this outside?
Dolly: Outside? Why outside?
Clarissa locks her and the pups out of the throne room. Dolly is quite annoyed at her.
Dolly: Ugh! Why you stuck-up-
Clarissa: Only those loyal to Prince Dylan are allowed in court. Toodle-loo!
Dolly: RrrrRRR!
Dylan: Huh... It really is Dollsville here without...Dolly?
Arabella pushes the load of pups out of Dylan's reign. The pups exclaim variously about how unfair she is being.
Da Vinci: Thbbppt!
Pups: Aw, no fair! Drop it! Hey!
Clarissa laughs smugly at them.
The pups continue to jeer, complain, and try to confront Clarissa for her unfairness.
Dylan: Hey! Why is everyone locked out!?
Prunella: "You mean banished!"
Arabella: "They're disloyal subjects."
Dylan: They're not subjects. They're my family! Oomph!
Clarissa: "We'll be our family, now. Especially after our royal wedding."
Dylan: "What!? Our. Wedding!? Uh, I-I-I-I'm too young to get married!"
Clarissa: "But Dillykins dearest! You've already signed our marriage certificate."
Dylan: "B-but that was your courtier's application!"
Clarissa: "Ooh, I think you find it says 'marriage certificate."
She points to the words and Dylan finally realizes what he has done.
Dylan: Ohhh no! Oh my dog! Oh my dog! Oh my dog!
Clarissa: "Then, after our official 'royal wedding,' I'll help you rule when I want and deal with the ruff-raff."
Clarissa: "Ooh! Look! What an adorable doggy top for Dillykins to wear!"
Arabella & Prunella croon and agreeably explain with Clarissa while gazing at the magazine.
Clarissa: "I'm going to dedicate the rest of my life to my prince telling him what to wear, where to go, what to do. Where do you think you're going?"
Dylan: Uh, nowhere! Uh, I was just wondering what color bowls we should have at our wedding! Yeah!"
Clarissa: Bowls!? Bowls...
Prunella: Pink with laughing doll? Baby blue?
Clarissa: Ugh, oh ghost prune. That will clash with the kibble cake icing!"
The pups continue to complain for Dylan.
Dolly: "Well, well, well. If it isn't a royal visit from Prince Loser of Loserania! Okay, I'm running out of inventive insults."
Dylan: "Dolly, please. I need your help."
Dolly: "What? To plump your cushions?"
Dylan: "No. Clarissa tricked me. She got me to sign a marriage certificate!
Dolly & the pups burst into laughter about the marriage certificate.
Dolly: "You're marrying Clarissa?! A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
Dylan: "This ain't!... Okay, this is serious. She wants a big royal wedding. You gotta help me, please!"
Dolly: Ahaha, I gotta! (laughter) Really?
Dylan: "Okay, okay. You were right. I am Prince Dylan of ridiculous. And now I'm stuck with Princess Clarissa!"
Dolly: (laughter) W-wait a minute. That would make her my... my sister-in-law! Ahhhh! (breathes heavy) It's time for... a revolution!"
Dylan: Ughh! Yeck! Ptoo! Princess, Clarissa. Come here at once! I won't ask twice. What is this!?
Clarissa: Uh, it's some holes the food was having at the wedding!"
Dylan: "Are we having a royal wedding or some common streak party? This tastes like it's from a discount supermarket! One sibling must have the finest kibble in the kingdom!"
Clarissa: Dylan! I-I *scoff* Arabella! Prunella! Why do you think-
Dylan: I expected higher standards from you, Clarissa! Kibble. The best! NOW!
Clarissa: Gughhh!
Dylan: Is that bowl gold!? Where is my filtered water? Bring on the bonbons!"
Dolly: "Huh?"
Clarissa: "Ugh, so demanding.
Dolly:
Dolly
Dolly:
Dylan:
Clarissa, Arabella, and Prunella: -gasp-
Dolly:
Dylan:
Clarissa:
Dylan:
Clarissa:
Dolly:
Dylan:
Clarissa:
Prunella:
Dolly:
Clarissa:
Clarissa
Clarissa: Come, girls. Let us never speak of this again."
Delilah:
Dylan & Dolly: "Hey Mom!"
Delilah:
Dylan:
Delilah:
The episode ends with Clarissa coming across portraits of the canine in the royal portrait. She tries to ignore it, adding a touch to the episode's end.