"WHAT?!" Mulan burst out. "You think I KILLED ARIEL?!"
"Well...it's not like we WANT to suspect you, dear," detto Aurora. "But te DID kill Shan-Yu...and all of his Hun army in that avalanche te caused."
"I had to! That's what a soldier does. otherwise it would've looked suspicious."
"You are a girl. te were already out of whack."
Tears streamed down Mulan's face. "I don't know WHO I can trust anymore! Ariel's dead...you all think I did it. I just want to go home."
Mushu popped out from Mulan's bag. "You still have me, girl! Aren't I much better than these catty princesses?"
"AHH!" Everyone shrieked. Well, everyone but Mulan. She just laughed. "I can never leave te anywhere, can I?"
Snow White took a deep breath. "This is all so stressful and confusing. I'm going to go visit my squirrels in the garden, and then write a letter to my husband..."
Cenerentola stood. "I'll come too. It isn't sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza to go roaming around alone."
The two left. Mushu said, "Now, where can a dragon guardian get some grub around here?"
"Oh, no," Tiana said. "You aren't going anywhere until te tell us why you're here."
"Fine, frog lips. Crickee's on holiday to Japan-which I don't understand, IT'S EXACTLY THE SAME AS CHINA-and I'm all alone. Besides, I didn't want Granny Fa to lock me in a cage and call me 'lucky'."
"Don't worry, Mushu. Lunch is soon. I doubt we'll eat much, te can have our leftovers." Mulan detto somberly.
Mushu sighed. "I know it's hard on te with Ariel dead. But do the best te can to stay cheery, okay, girls? Now, I'm going outside with Pale Girl and Fire-face. Page me if te need me." With that, Mushu left. Mulan didn't want to stay with the suspecting princesses, so she got up and followed Mushu. "Can te help me try to figure out who could have done it?"
"Sure. I saw some parchment, quills and ink in another room. Let's make a list." Mushu detto gently. This is what they came up with:
Jasmine-she's always been the sassy one. SHe's been a damsel in distress before-maybe she wanted things to get spiced up.
Snow White- who knows what's behind that pasty complexion of hers? She's always sneaking off with her animals.
Aurora-she invited us here. Maybe as bait.
Tiana-another sassy girl. But she only killed her villain accidentally, has no real motive.
Cinderella-it's always the butler.
Pocahontas-a wild girl. Jealous of everyone else's happy endings.
Belle- she can be VICIOUS.
After making the list, Mulan rolled it up and put it through her belt. A scream came. She dashed towards it, holding Mushu on her shoulder. Cenerentola was dead, a spear skewered through her neck. Since she hated seeing Cenerentola like that, Mulan pulled the spear out. Snow White was unconscious, but still alive. The killer was nowhere in sight. Soon, though, everyone was there. With Mulan holding Cinderella's bloody murder weapon in her hand.
"Well...it's not like we WANT to suspect you, dear," detto Aurora. "But te DID kill Shan-Yu...and all of his Hun army in that avalanche te caused."
"I had to! That's what a soldier does. otherwise it would've looked suspicious."
"You are a girl. te were already out of whack."
Tears streamed down Mulan's face. "I don't know WHO I can trust anymore! Ariel's dead...you all think I did it. I just want to go home."
Mushu popped out from Mulan's bag. "You still have me, girl! Aren't I much better than these catty princesses?"
"AHH!" Everyone shrieked. Well, everyone but Mulan. She just laughed. "I can never leave te anywhere, can I?"
Snow White took a deep breath. "This is all so stressful and confusing. I'm going to go visit my squirrels in the garden, and then write a letter to my husband..."
Cenerentola stood. "I'll come too. It isn't sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza to go roaming around alone."
The two left. Mushu said, "Now, where can a dragon guardian get some grub around here?"
"Oh, no," Tiana said. "You aren't going anywhere until te tell us why you're here."
"Fine, frog lips. Crickee's on holiday to Japan-which I don't understand, IT'S EXACTLY THE SAME AS CHINA-and I'm all alone. Besides, I didn't want Granny Fa to lock me in a cage and call me 'lucky'."
"Don't worry, Mushu. Lunch is soon. I doubt we'll eat much, te can have our leftovers." Mulan detto somberly.
Mushu sighed. "I know it's hard on te with Ariel dead. But do the best te can to stay cheery, okay, girls? Now, I'm going outside with Pale Girl and Fire-face. Page me if te need me." With that, Mushu left. Mulan didn't want to stay with the suspecting princesses, so she got up and followed Mushu. "Can te help me try to figure out who could have done it?"
"Sure. I saw some parchment, quills and ink in another room. Let's make a list." Mushu detto gently. This is what they came up with:
Jasmine-she's always been the sassy one. SHe's been a damsel in distress before-maybe she wanted things to get spiced up.
Snow White- who knows what's behind that pasty complexion of hers? She's always sneaking off with her animals.
Aurora-she invited us here. Maybe as bait.
Tiana-another sassy girl. But she only killed her villain accidentally, has no real motive.
Cinderella-it's always the butler.
Pocahontas-a wild girl. Jealous of everyone else's happy endings.
Belle- she can be VICIOUS.
After making the list, Mulan rolled it up and put it through her belt. A scream came. She dashed towards it, holding Mushu on her shoulder. Cenerentola was dead, a spear skewered through her neck. Since she hated seeing Cenerentola like that, Mulan pulled the spear out. Snow White was unconscious, but still alive. The killer was nowhere in sight. Soon, though, everyone was there. With Mulan holding Cinderella's bloody murder weapon in her hand.
Today that is no longer the case.
Things have changed, and I don’t understand.
Nothing is going as I planned.
In his presence I used to be scared.
I was lonely and I didn’t think he cared.
But now there is something different in his eyes.
He’s letting his guard down, and isn’t wearing a disguise.
His inner beauty is finally shining through.
He is sincere and true.
Now I stand in front of a mirror in a beautiful yellow dress.
I feel a little nervous, I must confess.
I think I have fallen in Amore with him.
Should I tell him how I feel, and go out on a limb?
Yes, my feelings must be released,
Because this Beauty has fallen in Amore with a Beast.
I realized before I continued on with Scrivere my Disneyville High school story, I needed to put my various students into cliques of some sort. I have one rule only *No Disney herione/princess can be in the "Meal Girl" area. That's restricted to the triplets (one of whom is called Helene), Driezella and Anastasia, and anyone else I can think of who isn't a Disney heroine (or isn't a teacher)
Gaston is jock-either football o wresting.
the others?
Snow White* she's the youngest
Belle-nerdy type I think
Ariel-(I need something for her to collect?)
Aurora?
Jasmine?
Louis-rebel
Aladdin-loner?
Gaston is jock-either football o wresting.
the others?
Snow White* she's the youngest
Belle-nerdy type I think
Ariel-(I need something for her to collect?)
Aurora?
Jasmine?
Louis-rebel
Aladdin-loner?