A.N Sorry for the long wait AGAIN! Egad, what is wrong with me???
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Neal walks over to where Alanna is sitting. "Okay, Alanna, we have a slight problem."
"What's that?" she asks. She appears to be concentrating. But, knowing how flaky she's been acting, we can possibly assume that she is not paying attention.
"Well, you see, " Neal began, "we have this huge parade thing we need to do to present you and..."
"And what?"
"All we have is a monkey, a goat, and a flying balaclava," he finished.
Minion the goat begins to nibble on Neal's pantleg.
"MITHROS CURSE YOU, GOAT!!" he shrieks! He climbs onto the table.
Alanna shrugs. "That's okay. We'll make due with what we have!" She shows us what is to be known as a cheesy grin.
Kel stares.
"On with the parade, Mr. Genie sir!"
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Alanna, Neal, Kel, and Minion all pile onto the flying balaclava. Neal uses his all power genie power to make trumpets blast, signaling their entrance. Nobody pays attention.
"Make way!" Neal shouts!
The crowd clump together.
"Make way for the Princess Ala!"
Nothing.
"Ahem, MOVE, dammit!"
The crowd parts like the Red Sea a thousand years ago.
"THANK you," Neal calls sarcastically.
"Where are we going?" Kel asks.
"The palace!" he replies.
"Ah..."
*****40 Minutes Later*****
They have finally reached the palace.
"Gods, the traffic!" Neal cries.
They float in upon the flying balaclava.
"And, uh, who are you?" says the sultan in his Power Rangers pajamas.
"We," Neal begins, in his most sexy voice," are the entourage of Princess Ala."
"And where is she?"
Neal gestures to Alanna.
The sultan walks over. "Too skinny."
Alanna opens her mouth to argue.
Neal jabs her in the side.
"OW, NEAL!!"
"Sorry.."
"Do you want to see the prince?" the sultan asks.
"Yes!" Alanna says happily.
"Up the stairs and to the right."
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Neal walks over to where Alanna is sitting. "Okay, Alanna, we have a slight problem."
"What's that?" she asks. She appears to be concentrating. But, knowing how flaky she's been acting, we can possibly assume that she is not paying attention.
"Well, you see, " Neal began, "we have this huge parade thing we need to do to present you and..."
"And what?"
"All we have is a monkey, a goat, and a flying balaclava," he finished.
Minion the goat begins to nibble on Neal's pantleg.
"MITHROS CURSE YOU, GOAT!!" he shrieks! He climbs onto the table.
Alanna shrugs. "That's okay. We'll make due with what we have!" She shows us what is to be known as a cheesy grin.
Kel stares.
"On with the parade, Mr. Genie sir!"
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Alanna, Neal, Kel, and Minion all pile onto the flying balaclava. Neal uses his all power genie power to make trumpets blast, signaling their entrance. Nobody pays attention.
"Make way!" Neal shouts!
The crowd clump together.
"Make way for the Princess Ala!"
Nothing.
"Ahem, MOVE, dammit!"
The crowd parts like the Red Sea a thousand years ago.
"THANK you," Neal calls sarcastically.
"Where are we going?" Kel asks.
"The palace!" he replies.
"Ah..."
*****40 Minutes Later*****
They have finally reached the palace.
"Gods, the traffic!" Neal cries.
They float in upon the flying balaclava.
"And, uh, who are you?" says the sultan in his Power Rangers pajamas.
"We," Neal begins, in his most sexy voice," are the entourage of Princess Ala."
"And where is she?"
Neal gestures to Alanna.
The sultan walks over. "Too skinny."
Alanna opens her mouth to argue.
Neal jabs her in the side.
"OW, NEAL!!"
"Sorry.."
"Do you want to see the prince?" the sultan asks.
"Yes!" Alanna says happily.
"Up the stairs and to the right."