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

(End Of Part 5)