Princess guisante overheard, and por overheard I mean eavesdropped, the whole conversation.
"The truth is I sometimes dress as a commoner, um, to escape the pressures of palace life...I really am a prince..." dicho the prince nervously.
"Why didn't tu just tell me?" questioned the exotic princess.
"Well, tu know, uh, um, royalty going out into the city in disguise, I mean, it sounds a little strange...don't tu think?"
"Hm...not that strange."
The princess leaned her head lovingly onto the prince's chest for a nice, peaceful moment...which unfortunately ended rather suddenly when guisante decided to introduce herself.
"If tu two are done having G-rated sex, mind if I bum a ride?"
"W-Who are you?" asked the prince.
"I am Princess Peanalita. And tu are?"
"I am Prince Ali Ababwa."
"And I'm Jasmine, I'm a princess as well."
"Great. So, tu don't look Chinese...whatcha doing on the parte superior, arriba of this roof? Did tu see that mulan girl kick that grey guy's ass?"
"No...we're not Chinese," laughed Jasmine. "I'm from Agrabah and Ali's from...wait, where are tu from?"
"Um..." struggled Prince Ali. "I'm from...uh...Genieland. It's off the coast of South Agrabah, siguiente to the third postres from our other kingdom."
"Right," dicho Jasmine, obviously confused. "What he said. Anyways, we got here on this magic carpet. Isn't it gorgeous? It flies us wherever we wish to go."
"Sweet!" exclaimed Pea. "Can I come back to Agrabah with tu guys? I was sort of exiled from my kingdom."
"Oh, well, of course, you're welcome to stay with me in the palace until tu figure out what to do."
And with that, the three of them hopped onto the magic carpet. Princess guisante was not in the mood to watch the couple make out so she made sure to sit in between them the entire ride back. Finally, they arrived at Jasmine's palace. It was beautiful and exotic, even guisante herself was impressed. They landed on the balcony and Princess guisante let herself into Jasmine's room while the enamorados shared a romantic kiss.
"Swanky pad," guisante dicho happily when jazmín joined her in the room. "Not quite as big as my old castillo but still decent. So, how'd tu end up hooking up with that hot guy?"
"Hot? Well, everyone's hot in Agrabah," replied Jasmine. "The sun is always blazing and it is in the middle of a desert..."
"Let me guess, that's your excuse for dressing like a slut?" guisante laughed. "Anyways, I'm tired, I'm gonna go to sleep."
"Well, actually, you're on my bed, there's a guest bedroom down the hall and it's really nice."
"Is that how tu treat a guest? God, someone has a thing o two to learn about manners..."
"Yes," answered Jasmine, clearly a little steamed. "Someone definitely does."
Princess guisante woke up twenty five minutos later, thirsty for something to drink. When she walked outside Jasmine's room she saw the sultan, Prince Ali, jazmín and some creepy advisor.
"This is not done yet, boy!" dicho the advisor, who was being taken away por guards. He cackled wickedly and with a puff of red smoke, disappeared.
"Is this a bad time for me to ask for a drink?" asked Pea.
"Who's this?" asked the sultan, who was still in shock of learning his most trusted advisor was a traitor.
"Father, this is Princess Pea," dicho Jasmine, who was in Ali's arms, "She's staying with us for a while."
"Oh, splendid! Well, our servants will attend to tu if tu need anything."
"Obviously." Princess guisante walked over to a drinking fuente and took a sip of refreshing water. Although jazmín was kind to let her stay, Princess guisante couldn't help but think that there was someone else even más deserving of Prince Ali Ababwa's love...herself. And she intended to steal it.
(End Of Part 4)
"The truth is I sometimes dress as a commoner, um, to escape the pressures of palace life...I really am a prince..." dicho the prince nervously.
"Why didn't tu just tell me?" questioned the exotic princess.
"Well, tu know, uh, um, royalty going out into the city in disguise, I mean, it sounds a little strange...don't tu think?"
"Hm...not that strange."
The princess leaned her head lovingly onto the prince's chest for a nice, peaceful moment...which unfortunately ended rather suddenly when guisante decided to introduce herself.
"If tu two are done having G-rated sex, mind if I bum a ride?"
"W-Who are you?" asked the prince.
"I am Princess Peanalita. And tu are?"
"I am Prince Ali Ababwa."
"And I'm Jasmine, I'm a princess as well."
"Great. So, tu don't look Chinese...whatcha doing on the parte superior, arriba of this roof? Did tu see that mulan girl kick that grey guy's ass?"
"No...we're not Chinese," laughed Jasmine. "I'm from Agrabah and Ali's from...wait, where are tu from?"
"Um..." struggled Prince Ali. "I'm from...uh...Genieland. It's off the coast of South Agrabah, siguiente to the third postres from our other kingdom."
"Right," dicho Jasmine, obviously confused. "What he said. Anyways, we got here on this magic carpet. Isn't it gorgeous? It flies us wherever we wish to go."
"Sweet!" exclaimed Pea. "Can I come back to Agrabah with tu guys? I was sort of exiled from my kingdom."
"Oh, well, of course, you're welcome to stay with me in the palace until tu figure out what to do."
And with that, the three of them hopped onto the magic carpet. Princess guisante was not in the mood to watch the couple make out so she made sure to sit in between them the entire ride back. Finally, they arrived at Jasmine's palace. It was beautiful and exotic, even guisante herself was impressed. They landed on the balcony and Princess guisante let herself into Jasmine's room while the enamorados shared a romantic kiss.
"Swanky pad," guisante dicho happily when jazmín joined her in the room. "Not quite as big as my old castillo but still decent. So, how'd tu end up hooking up with that hot guy?"
"Hot? Well, everyone's hot in Agrabah," replied Jasmine. "The sun is always blazing and it is in the middle of a desert..."
"Let me guess, that's your excuse for dressing like a slut?" guisante laughed. "Anyways, I'm tired, I'm gonna go to sleep."
"Well, actually, you're on my bed, there's a guest bedroom down the hall and it's really nice."
"Is that how tu treat a guest? God, someone has a thing o two to learn about manners..."
"Yes," answered Jasmine, clearly a little steamed. "Someone definitely does."
Princess guisante woke up twenty five minutos later, thirsty for something to drink. When she walked outside Jasmine's room she saw the sultan, Prince Ali, jazmín and some creepy advisor.
"This is not done yet, boy!" dicho the advisor, who was being taken away por guards. He cackled wickedly and with a puff of red smoke, disappeared.
"Is this a bad time for me to ask for a drink?" asked Pea.
"Who's this?" asked the sultan, who was still in shock of learning his most trusted advisor was a traitor.
"Father, this is Princess Pea," dicho Jasmine, who was in Ali's arms, "She's staying with us for a while."
"Oh, splendid! Well, our servants will attend to tu if tu need anything."
"Obviously." Princess guisante walked over to a drinking fuente and took a sip of refreshing water. Although jazmín was kind to let her stay, Princess guisante couldn't help but think that there was someone else even más deserving of Prince Ali Ababwa's love...herself. And she intended to steal it.
(End Of Part 4)