Location: Anastasia
His Story:
We don't really know about Dmitri. He worked in the Tzar/Czar/Tsar's palace when he was a little boy. We don't know anything about his family or where he came from or how he got an American accent growing up in Russia.
We do know that he's a conman and that he's willing to lie to a Grand duchess or empress or whatever she is and bring her a fake granddaughter. He just happened to stumble upon the real thing. That's a lucky break for him right?
So he found that actual Anastasia and he has to escort her from St. Petersburg, Russia to Paris, France with his comrade Vlad, some fat guy who actually has a Russian (sort of) accent. There are adventures as they try to avoid, unknowningly, the evil doings of Rasputin who is banished to the underworld. Yadda yadda yadda.
The good news is that they make it to Paris, Anastasia remembers stuff, and her grandmother gets her long lost granddaughter back. And after defeating Rasputin in the creepy gardens, Dmitri and Anastasia end up dancing on a boat floating down the river through Paris. Yay! Happy ending! They love each other!
Why He's FGW:
A few days ago, an anonymous friend of mine and I were talking about attractive cartoon guys. Yes, they exist... albeit rarely. Dmitri from Anastasia made our list. That's one reason why I picked him.
Also, I like that Dmitri is all confidence and such but he's really bad at "schmoozing" Anya. His charm just doesn't seem to work on her. But he wins her anyway! Woot! He saves her life and he gets her reunited with her only remaining family.
Okay, so I'm not a huge fan of the whole "con-man" thing but I over look it because he has many good qualities. He can keep his cool. He cares about his friends. He's willing to give up the thing he wanted most, the 1 million rubles, to give Anya her family. He walked away even when he didn't want to. Go Dmitri!
So let's have a shout out for my FGW, Dmitri!!!
Until Next Time,
The Hopeless Romantic
"or how he got an American accent growing up in Russia". I love this!
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