She crept down the corridor with a lit candle in her hand. Once she reached the outside of the mute girl's bedroom, she peered through the lock in the door knob. She saw the girl brushing her long red hair...and there was a voice...speaking in a Jamaican accent...Pea wondered who could possibly be in there with her. Her eye scanned the entire room through the keyhole but the girl was alone.
The Jamaican voice was telling her to bat her eyes and pucker her lips. Finally, as the girl fell asleep, pisello heard the voice kindly tell the girl she was completely hopeless. Princess Pea's curiosity got the best of her, as it tended to in most juicy situations. She creaked open the door as stealthily as possible and tiptoed in. There was no one there. Although pisello did notice a little red granchio snoozing on the pillow, she knew crabs couldn't talk so she returned to her own bedroom. While falling asleep, pisello decided that tomorrow when Eric took the two girls on a tour of his kingdom, she would just have to be the più appealing vixen. Luckily for Pea, the art of seduction was one of her strong points.
Throughout the successivo two days, Princess pisello used every trick in the book to make herself look good in front of Eric and make the ginger look like nothing più than a nickel-per-night hooker. Unfortunately, both the girls could see Eric's cuore belonged to the mysterious maiden who had rescued him from drowning.
"All I'm saying is what kind of psycho sleeps with a granchio on her pillow?" whispered pisello to Eric while the three of them sat in a row barca successivo to a lagoon. "I mean, what's she gonna do next? Shave her pits using a swordfish as a razor? The girl's not normal."
Eric ignored Pea's rude remark and was Come d’incanto da the beautiful redhead's blue eyes. Suddenly, the Jamaican voice reappeared and started Canto to Eric, trying to convince him to baciare the girl. The entire swamp burst into song and just as Pea's worst nightmare was about to come true, the barca tipped. Eric, knowing pisello couldn't swim, carried her onto land and pisello thanked the fates for tipping the barca before Eric had a chance to baciare the voiceless maiden, whose name was Ariel according to the Jamaican voice.
The successivo day, pisello was finally ready to sink her claws in and win Eric's cuore over once and for all...but she was horrified to see Eric standing with another girl in his arms...and a completely unexpected one at that! Some brunette with a devilish grin.
"Man," pisello said, "The skinny girl with ketchup coloured hair was one thing but now I have to deal with this skank too?"
That evening, a little before sunset, Eric's wedding ship departed into the sea. pisello and the mute girl both stood on the pier and watched. Ariel was crying, devastation written da her tears. Pea, on the other hand, hadn't quite dato up.
"Well, don't just sit there!" she yelled. "Hell, I'd even rather see te end up with him over that beeyotch! Come on, we can talk him out of it, it's not too late!"
The girl thought for a moment and smiled. She colomba into the ocean. Suddenly, the little granchio that seemed to stalk her rolled a barrel into the water and told a chubby yellow pesce to carry them to the barca as fast as his fins possibly could. pisello and the redhead held onto the barrel and reached the ship. They helped each other up and got on board, where mayem had ensued. Birds and seals were all attacking Eric's bride and finally, a seagull ripped off the bride's seashell collana and it smashed on the wooden floor. A beautiful Canto voice emerged and went into Red's mouth.
"Ariel?" detto Eric.
"Eric!" cried Ariel.
"You...you can talk! You're the one, it was you all the time!"
The brunette beeyotch seemed incredibly peeved as the two innamorati reunited.
"Oh, Eric, I wanted to tell you-"
But just as the sunset slid beneath the horizon, Ariel fell to the ground, gasping in pain. Beneath her dress appeared a shimmering green tail.
"I knew there was something fishy about her!" chuckled Pea, wiping a tear from her eye. "God, I crack myself up."
Suddenly, the brunette bride began to cackle wickedly as she transformed into a morbidly obese purple skinned sea-witch, with fat tentacles. "You're too late!" she said. She snatched Ariel and detto to Eric, "So long lover-boy." With that, she and Ariel were beneath the waves.
As Eric jumped into a rowboat, pisello realized that even she didn't want to see pesce girl get taken away da the fat psycho.
"Wait!" pisello cried at Eric. "I'm coming with you!"
They rode out to sea in the tiny barca and Eric dived under. pisello of course waited in the barca since she couldn't swim and didn't like getting her hair wet. As she waited, she realized that Eric was in Amore with Ariel and that nothing could change that. pisello realized that her heart's greatest desire was to find Amore as well. Her thoughts were interrupted when the barca began to shake. Something beneath the waves was growing...and growing...Princess pisello looked up in horror at the most terrifying sight she'd ever faced.
(End Of Part 10)
