There are several rules to stealing another girl's man and Princess pisello knew them all da heart. For example, te must remember that the end justifies the means...some people will need to get hurt for te to succeed. Another rule is that te have to be incredibly sneaky and manipulative o te 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," detto pisello casually the successivo morning, while she and gelsomino were sitting da the fountain.
"What do te 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 te 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, gelsomino headed into the palace to find her fiancé, her fists clenched.
Princess pisello turned to Rajah: "Princesses can be so tempermental, can't they?"
For the rest of the day, gelsomino refused to speak to Prince Ali Ababwa. Princess pisello couldn't be più pleased with her scheme. Finally she would be loved da a prince. Because although pisello would never in her wildest dreams admit it, all she really wanted was for someone to Amore her.
"I wouldn't blame te if te called off the wedding," pisello said...this time to Ali Ababwa. "The girl obviously has serious issues. I mean accusing te of calling her stupid when te clearly never detto anything of the sort."
"You don't understand, Pea," replied Ali, "I Amore gelsomino più than anything."
"Oh, I see," answered pisello sweetly. "Well, I didn't realize it was that serious. So she loves te even with all your supposed flaws she mentioned. How romantic!"
"Flaws?"
"Yeah," pisello deviously engaged the prince in conversation, "To be più specific: She has a list. It's the lista of things she can't stand about you. Off the superiore, in alto 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 pisello 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 da lying to them just so te can have a chance with Prince Ali. Is that really the type of person te want to be? No! You're better than that, Pea! Now the first thing te should do is-" pisello 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 gelsomino 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 te crazy? te are the most self-absorbed person I've met since Prince Achmed! I want te out of here da tonight!" gelsomino slammed the door in Pea's face.
"Well you're a fugly whore..." replied pisello under her breath.
pisello 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, gelsomino hates me."
"Don't give up, Al!" the Genie exclaimed. Suddenly he was wearing a sparkly ball toga, abito and had a blonde bun. "No matter how your cuore is grieving, if te keep on believing, the dream that te 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," pisello detto from behind the corner of the wall.
"Oh no..." replied Ali. "Please Pea, don't tell gelsomino I'm not a prince!"
"What? You're not a prince?"
"No, isn't that what te 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 te for who te are...I on the other hand have completely Lost 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 pisello rode off on superiore, in alto of Aladdin's magic carpet, onwards to a new destination, wherever that may be.
(End Of Part 5)
"Honestly Jasmine, you're a saint," detto pisello casually the successivo morning, while she and gelsomino were sitting da the fountain.
"What do te 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 te 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, gelsomino headed into the palace to find her fiancé, her fists clenched.
Princess pisello turned to Rajah: "Princesses can be so tempermental, can't they?"
For the rest of the day, gelsomino refused to speak to Prince Ali Ababwa. Princess pisello couldn't be più pleased with her scheme. Finally she would be loved da a prince. Because although pisello would never in her wildest dreams admit it, all she really wanted was for someone to Amore her.
"I wouldn't blame te if te called off the wedding," pisello said...this time to Ali Ababwa. "The girl obviously has serious issues. I mean accusing te of calling her stupid when te clearly never detto anything of the sort."
"You don't understand, Pea," replied Ali, "I Amore gelsomino più than anything."
"Oh, I see," answered pisello sweetly. "Well, I didn't realize it was that serious. So she loves te even with all your supposed flaws she mentioned. How romantic!"
"Flaws?"
"Yeah," pisello deviously engaged the prince in conversation, "To be più specific: She has a list. It's the lista of things she can't stand about you. Off the superiore, in alto 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 pisello 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 da lying to them just so te can have a chance with Prince Ali. Is that really the type of person te want to be? No! You're better than that, Pea! Now the first thing te should do is-" pisello 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 gelsomino 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 te crazy? te are the most self-absorbed person I've met since Prince Achmed! I want te out of here da tonight!" gelsomino slammed the door in Pea's face.
"Well you're a fugly whore..." replied pisello under her breath.
pisello 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, gelsomino hates me."
"Don't give up, Al!" the Genie exclaimed. Suddenly he was wearing a sparkly ball toga, abito and had a blonde bun. "No matter how your cuore is grieving, if te keep on believing, the dream that te 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," pisello detto from behind the corner of the wall.
"Oh no..." replied Ali. "Please Pea, don't tell gelsomino I'm not a prince!"
"What? You're not a prince?"
"No, isn't that what te 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 te for who te are...I on the other hand have completely Lost 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 pisello rode off on superiore, in alto of Aladdin's magic carpet, onwards to a new destination, wherever that may be.
(End Of Part 5)