Disclaimer: I don't own Super Mario Brothers nor Popular. Such properties belong to Shigeru Miyamoto and the musical Wicked respectfully. This is a songfic. It is a work of fiction. Hoorah.
Princess Peach was in a room of her castle with her current guest Princess Eclair
"Eclair- now that we're friends, I've decied to make you my new project."
Princess Eclair was already regretting Luigi's decision two days ago of introducing her to Princess Peach
"You really don't have to do that"
Of course Peach waved off Eclair's objections to help
"I know. That's what makes me so nice!
Whenever I see someone
Less
fortunate than I
(And let's face it - who isn't
Less fortunate
than I?)
Princess Peach was popular. Eclair knew this. But it was not a big deal
My
tender heart
Tends to start to bleed
But it would have been better in Eclair's opnion if Peach had left well enough alone
And
when someone needs a makeover
I simply have to take over
I know
I know exactly what they need
Eclair sighed in silence in exasperation Princess Peach show such excitement at the new project
And
even in your case
Tho' it's the toughest case I've yet to
face
Don't worry - I'm determined to succeed
"But I'm fine just the way I am"
Princess Eclair insists
"Nonsense"
Princess Peach counters
Follow
my lead Popular!
And yes, indeed
You will be:
You're
gonna be popular!
Princess Eclair quietly fumes at the audacity of her so called friend. She tried to object again
"Chesnutnut King likes me just fine. So does Luigi"
Princess Peach acted like did not hear such words
I'll
teach you the proper ploys
When you talk to boys
Little ways to
flirt and flounce
I'll show you what shoes to wear
How to fix
your hair
Everything that really counts
Princess Eclair did NOT want to be popular like Princess Peach. She glares at Peach
To be
popular
I'll help you be popular!
You'll hang with the right
cohorts
You'll be good at sports
Princess Daisy was those things. Oh but Princess Eclair would not be part of the cool crowd.
Know
the slang you've got to know
So let's start
'Cause you've got
an awfully long way to go:
"I'm leaving"
Yet before Eclair could exit Peach yanks Eclair back onto the bed with small tisking
Don't
be offended by my frank analysis
Think of it as personality
dialysis
Now that I've chosen to be come a pal, a
Sister and
adviser
There's nobody wiser
"Let me be your guide Eclair"
Not
when it comes to popular - La la la la When I see depressing creatures
I know about popular
And with an
assist from me
To be who you'll bee
Instead of dreary
who-you-were: are:
There's nothing that can stop you
From
becoming popu-
Ler: lar:
We're gonna
make
You popular
With
unprepossessing features
I remind them on their own behalf
Eclair was very aware she was being insulted
To
think of
Celebrated heads of state or
Specially great
communicators
Did they have brains or knowledge?
Don't make me
laugh!
"Shut up Peach"
They
were popular! Please -
It's all about popular!
It's not about
aptitude
It's the way you're viewed
So it's very shrewd to
be
Very very popular
Like me!
"I don't want to be popular like you"
Princess Peach seems off in her own world, only her opnions matter
"Why, Miss Eclair, look at you. You're beautiful"
The makeover was over
"I - I have to go"
This time Eclair did escape
"You're welcome"
Princess Peach says to the closed door
And
though you protest
Your disinterest
I know clandestinely
You're
gonna grin and bear it
Your new found popularity
La la la
la
You'll be popular -
Just not as quite as popular
As me!