A crow flew above the carriage. "Cinderella, mate, isn't that a crow?" the driver asked.
"I don't know, why are you talking to me, peasant?" Cinderella responded, while leaning back in her seat. Being royalty, she got to test the new experimental carriages, and this one had a reclining seat. "Where's my avocado slices? I must cover my eyes before the ball tonight."
Cinderella's cell phone rang. It was that ho Jasmine again.
"Yes? What is it this time?" Cinderella answered.
"Hayyyy gurl! Just wanted you to know me and Aladdin are going on a date tonight," Jasmine said.
"Ya know, to be honest, I really just don't care," Cinderella said and she hung up.
Then Cinderella began to get jealous.
"Bipity Boppity boo hoo hoo....Why does SHE always get to go out? Why doesn't prince Charming ever take ME out?" She then....
..plotted to murder Jasmine. Cinderella believe she was much prettier and more hardcore then Jasmine. She began to get into an intense debate with her driver on the best method to kill her. They were undecided between having Jafar rip her to tiny little pieces with a toenail clipper or marinating her in A1 Steak Sauce and then feeding her to her pet tiger, Rajah.
Finally they decided they would marinade her, since Jafar was a useless idiot. They attempted to chop her up into tiny pieces but then Mulan came running over. "Nooooooo! You can't kill our only brown princess!" and cut off cindarella's head, since there are too many white princesses anyways.
Belle.
"Ooo girl. I'm so tired. Yo beast! I just kicked some princess booty!" Belle said.
"I'm so proud of ya baby," Beast said.
"Shut yo trap and make me a provolone grilled cheese sandwich."
"Yes ma'am," Beast replied.
"Ma'am?"
"Oops! I'm so sorry! I meant sir!"
"That's right," Belle smirked.
As the beast made it's way to the kitchen, a small teacup hopped it's way towards him.
"What are you doing?" Chip asked
"Making provolone grilled cheese sandwich for muh gal" Beast answered
