"The truth is I sometimes dress as a commoner, um, to escape the pressures of palace life...I really am a prince..." alisema the prince nervously.
"Why didn't wewe just tell me?" questioned the exotic princess.
"Well, wewe know, uh, um, royalty going out into the city in disguise, I mean, it sounds a little strange...don't wewe 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 pea, njegere decided to introduce herself.
"If wewe 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 wewe are?"
"I am Prince Ali Ababwa."
"And I'm Jasmine, I'm a princess as well."
"Great. So, wewe don't look Chinese...whatcha doing on the juu of this roof? Did wewe 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 wewe from?"
"Um..." struggled Prince Ali. "I'm from...uh...Genieland. It's off the coast of South Agrabah, inayofuata to the third kitindamlo from our other kingdom."
"Right," alisema 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 wewe guys? I was sort of exiled from my kingdom."
"Oh, well, of course, you're welcome to stay with me in the palace until wewe figure out what to do."
And with that, the three of them hopped onto the magic carpet. Princess pea, njegere 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 pea, njegere herself was impressed. They landed on the balcony and Princess pea, njegere let herself into Jasmine's room while the lovers shared a romantic kiss.
"Swanky pad," pea, njegere alisema happily when jimmy, hunitumia joined her in the room. "Not quite as big as my old ngome but still decent. So, how'd wewe 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?" pea, njegere 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 wewe treat a guest? God, someone has a thing au two to learn about manners..."
"Yes," answered Jasmine, clearly a little steamed. "Someone definitely does."
Princess pea, njegere woke up twenty five dakika later, thirsty for something to drink. When she walked outside Jasmine's room she saw the sultan, Prince Ali, jimmy, hunitumia and some creepy advisor.
"This is not done yet, boy!" alisema the advisor, who was being taken away kwa 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," alisema Jasmine, who was in Ali's arms, "She's staying with us for a while."
"Oh, splendid! Well, our servants will attend to wewe if wewe need anything."
"Obviously." Princess pea, njegere walked over to a drinking kisima, chemchemi and took a sip of refreshing water. Although jimmy, hunitumia was kind to let her stay, Princess pea, njegere couldn't help but think that there was someone else even zaidi deserving of Prince Ali Ababwa's love...herself. And she intended to steal it.
(End Of Part 4)
