There are several rules to stealing another girl's man and Princess гороховый, горох knew them all by heart. For example, Ты must remember that the end justifies the means...some people will need to get hurt for Ты to succeed. Another rule is that Ты have to be incredibly sneaky and manipulative или Ты could get caught in your own web of lies. And of course, Pea's favourite of the rules: never give up. On the other hand they were all her favourite rules...considering she'd invented them herself.
"Honestly Jasmine, you're a saint," сказал(-а) гороховый, горох casually the Далее morning, while she and жасмин were sitting by the fountain.
"What do Ты mean?" inquired Jasmine, while she petted Rajah.
"Oh nothing..."
"Okay, well then I'm just gonna go to my room and get-"
"Fine, alright, I'll tell you! You've got me!" interrupted Pea, being her usual drama-queen self. "I just don't understand how Ты can plan on marrying someone who thinks you're stupid!"
"Prince Ali called me stupid?" demanded Jasmine, her tone furious.
"Well, not exactly...I believe his specific words were 'lacking in brain but so rich and beautiful that I put up with it.' Something like that."
With that, жасмин headed into the palace to find her fiancé, her fists clenched.
Princess гороховый, горох turned to Rajah: "Princesses can be so tempermental, can't they?"
For the rest of the day, жасмин refused to speak to Prince Ali Ababwa. Princess гороховый, горох couldn't be еще pleased with her scheme. Finally she would be loved by a prince. Because although гороховый, горох would never in her wildest dreams admit it, all she really wanted was for someone to Любовь her.
"I wouldn't blame Ты if Ты called off the wedding," гороховый, горох said...this time to Ali Ababwa. "The girl obviously has serious issues. I mean accusing Ты of calling her stupid when Ты clearly never сказал(-а) anything of the sort."
"You don't understand, Pea," replied Ali, "I Любовь жасмин еще than anything."
"Oh, I see," answered гороховый, горох sweetly. "Well, I didn't realize it was that serious. So she loves Ты even with all your supposed flaws she mentioned. How romantic!"
"Flaws?"
"Yeah," гороховый, горох deviously engaged the prince in conversation, "To be еще specific: She has a list. It's the Список of things she can't stand about you. Off the вверх of my head some of the words were smelly, lazy, annoying, moronic and devastatingly bad-looking."
Prince Ali couldn't even respond he was so heartbroken. Princess гороховый, горох all of a sudden noticed a little green fellow sitting on her shoulder. "Who the hell are you?" she asked.
"Cricket's the name, Jiminy Cricket. I'm here to be your conscience. After Pinocchio became a real boy, he grew up to be a crack addict who makes his money through his own porn website so I really need someone else to let me be their guide. Look at what you've done, Pea. You've broken the hearts of two innocent people by lying to them just so Ты can have a chance with Prince Ali. Is that really the type of person Ты want to be? No! You're better than that, Pea! Now the first thing Ты should do is-" гороховый, горох flicked the annoying bug off her shoulder and watched him soar over the balcony and disappear. Her thoughts went back to her devious scheme.
She went over to жасмин and decided it was time to come clean...maybe she did have shred of a soul.
"You made all of that stuff up just to break up me and Ali? Are Ты crazy? Ты are the most self-absorbed person I've met since Prince Achmed! I want Ты out of here by tonight!" жасмин slammed the door in Pea's face.
"Well you're a fugly whore..." replied гороховый, горох under her breath.
гороховый, горох sadly made her way over to the palace hall...she overheard Ali from behind the corner of the wall. Prince Ali was talking to someone but who? She peeked over to see Ali Ababwa talking to a floating blue genie. Ali was saying something, "I should've known I couldn't pull off this prince thing. According to Peanalita, жасмин hates me."
"Don't give up, Al!" the Genie exclaimed. Suddenly he was wearing a sparkly ball платье, бальное платье and had a blonde bun. "No matter how your сердце is grieving, if Ты keep on believing, the dream that Ты wish will come true!" He returned to his normal form. "Talk to Jasmine. I'll be in my lamp." The Genie whirled away back into his itty-bittie living space.
"I heard the whole thing," гороховый, горох сказал(-а) from behind the corner of the wall.
"Oh no..." replied Ali. "Please Pea, don't tell жасмин I'm not a prince!"
"What? You're not a prince?"
"No, isn't that what Ты just overheard? I'm really a street-rat...I found this genie and now I-"
"Don't worry Al," smiled Pea. "Jasmine has a good heart. I'm sure she loves Ты for who Ты are...I on the other hand have completely Остаться в живых interest now that I know you're a filthy peasant. And in exchange for my keeping your secret from princess hotpants, I'm gonna need a little favor of my own."
With that, Princess гороховый, горох rode off on вверх of Aladdin's magic carpet, onwards to a new destination, wherever that may be.
(End Of Part 5)
"Honestly Jasmine, you're a saint," сказал(-а) гороховый, горох casually the Далее morning, while she and жасмин were sitting by the fountain.
"What do Ты mean?" inquired Jasmine, while she petted Rajah.
"Oh nothing..."
"Okay, well then I'm just gonna go to my room and get-"
"Fine, alright, I'll tell you! You've got me!" interrupted Pea, being her usual drama-queen self. "I just don't understand how Ты can plan on marrying someone who thinks you're stupid!"
"Prince Ali called me stupid?" demanded Jasmine, her tone furious.
"Well, not exactly...I believe his specific words were 'lacking in brain but so rich and beautiful that I put up with it.' Something like that."
With that, жасмин headed into the palace to find her fiancé, her fists clenched.
Princess гороховый, горох turned to Rajah: "Princesses can be so tempermental, can't they?"
For the rest of the day, жасмин refused to speak to Prince Ali Ababwa. Princess гороховый, горох couldn't be еще pleased with her scheme. Finally she would be loved by a prince. Because although гороховый, горох would never in her wildest dreams admit it, all she really wanted was for someone to Любовь her.
"I wouldn't blame Ты if Ты called off the wedding," гороховый, горох said...this time to Ali Ababwa. "The girl obviously has serious issues. I mean accusing Ты of calling her stupid when Ты clearly never сказал(-а) anything of the sort."
"You don't understand, Pea," replied Ali, "I Любовь жасмин еще than anything."
"Oh, I see," answered гороховый, горох sweetly. "Well, I didn't realize it was that serious. So she loves Ты even with all your supposed flaws she mentioned. How romantic!"
"Flaws?"
"Yeah," гороховый, горох deviously engaged the prince in conversation, "To be еще specific: She has a list. It's the Список of things she can't stand about you. Off the вверх of my head some of the words were smelly, lazy, annoying, moronic and devastatingly bad-looking."
Prince Ali couldn't even respond he was so heartbroken. Princess гороховый, горох all of a sudden noticed a little green fellow sitting on her shoulder. "Who the hell are you?" she asked.
"Cricket's the name, Jiminy Cricket. I'm here to be your conscience. After Pinocchio became a real boy, he grew up to be a crack addict who makes his money through his own porn website so I really need someone else to let me be their guide. Look at what you've done, Pea. You've broken the hearts of two innocent people by lying to them just so Ты can have a chance with Prince Ali. Is that really the type of person Ты want to be? No! You're better than that, Pea! Now the first thing Ты should do is-" гороховый, горох flicked the annoying bug off her shoulder and watched him soar over the balcony and disappear. Her thoughts went back to her devious scheme.
She went over to жасмин and decided it was time to come clean...maybe she did have shred of a soul.
"You made all of that stuff up just to break up me and Ali? Are Ты crazy? Ты are the most self-absorbed person I've met since Prince Achmed! I want Ты out of here by tonight!" жасмин slammed the door in Pea's face.
"Well you're a fugly whore..." replied гороховый, горох under her breath.
гороховый, горох sadly made her way over to the palace hall...she overheard Ali from behind the corner of the wall. Prince Ali was talking to someone but who? She peeked over to see Ali Ababwa talking to a floating blue genie. Ali was saying something, "I should've known I couldn't pull off this prince thing. According to Peanalita, жасмин hates me."
"Don't give up, Al!" the Genie exclaimed. Suddenly he was wearing a sparkly ball платье, бальное платье and had a blonde bun. "No matter how your сердце is grieving, if Ты keep on believing, the dream that Ты wish will come true!" He returned to his normal form. "Talk to Jasmine. I'll be in my lamp." The Genie whirled away back into his itty-bittie living space.
"I heard the whole thing," гороховый, горох сказал(-а) from behind the corner of the wall.
"Oh no..." replied Ali. "Please Pea, don't tell жасмин I'm not a prince!"
"What? You're not a prince?"
"No, isn't that what Ты just overheard? I'm really a street-rat...I found this genie and now I-"
"Don't worry Al," smiled Pea. "Jasmine has a good heart. I'm sure she loves Ты for who Ты are...I on the other hand have completely Остаться в живых interest now that I know you're a filthy peasant. And in exchange for my keeping your secret from princess hotpants, I'm gonna need a little favor of my own."
With that, Princess гороховый, горох rode off on вверх of Aladdin's magic carpet, onwards to a new destination, wherever that may be.
(End Of Part 5)