|Get The Party Started
Author: PREttYPAIN PM
All the Disney girls are rounded up by Mickey to participate in a bonding sleepover. What madness will ensue and who will get kidnapped by a returning villian? With the princes and heros missing, who will help them?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor/Friendship - Chapters: 2 - Words: 4,467 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 03-27-12 - Published: 02-07-10 - id: 5725219
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I was really hyper. Trust me. This is the result. I love all these girls, but I also love having fun with them.
"I'm hungry." The red-head princess exclaimed in a huff of skirts and petticoats as she threw herself on the fancy boudoir.
"Well, so are we but you don't see us complaining." The Arabian beauty who was leaning against the purple wall retorted.
Princess Ariel, newlywed and former-mermaid, sulked in her seat. "Oh, sure. Skinny-little Princess Jasmine is hungry. I'll believe that when I see you eat."
"I do eat!" Jasmine protested.
"Ariel," another princess began from where she stood looking in the mirror. "Just because some of us don't stuff our face with crab-cakes and shrimp, doesn't mean we don't eat."
"Shrimp?" Jasmine raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you friends with shrimp?"
Ariel turned beet red, but shrugged. "A girl's gotta eat."
"That's shocking." Jasmine replied sardonically.
"Hey, it's called the Circle of Life. Watch The Lion King." Ariel flicked her hand at the other two girls. "Besides, I wouldn't be talking Princess Aurora."
The blonde at the mirror stopped mid-checking-herself-out. "What does that mean?"
"If you can't figure it out yourself, then maybe those fairies should have given you the gift of brains instead of voice."
Before Aurora could reply, another gowned girl entered the room from the open doorway, followed by a taller, copper-skinned girl.
"Girls!" The one with the golden dress exclaimed, her brown eyes mild. "This sleepover is supposed to be bonding, not fighting."
"Who's fighting?" Aurora smiled innocently.
Ariel merely rolled her eyes. "Who indeed."
Jasmine blinked like a deer caught in the headlights. "We're having a minor disagreement, Belle. Nothing to worry about."
"Well, how's it going to look when Mickey finds us all pulling each others hair out and ripping the other one's dress?"
As Ariel gave Aurora a very mischievous look, Belle retracted her statement. "Figuratively, of course." She corrected, eyeing Ariel. "Because no one here would do that. Right?"
There was a snort behind Belle and the other girls chuckled.
"No fighting tonight." Belle concluded.
"Who died and made you Queen?" Ariel teased.
"Does Beast even have parents? I mean, you could be King and Queen and not even know it."
"His name is Adam!" Belle corrected a little too harshly. "And yes, he has parents."
"Then where are they?" Aurora asked. "Did they turn into furniture like the rest of them?"
Pocahontas smirked. "I bet they turned into sofas."
"They did not turn into sofas."
"Okay, jeez. We get the picture. Sorry to ask." Ariel apologized meekly.
Belle took a deep breath. "It's fine. Anyway, it's time to go to the foyer. I think more girls are arriving."
"Great." Jasmine declared sarcastically, as they made their way to the hall. "Stuffing so many girls together in one castle cannot turn out good."
"You're lucky Belle offered her castle." Ariel remarked. "I would have offered mine, but I don't know how long you guys can hold your breath."
Aurora laughed. "I can't even swim. But what about Eric's castle?"
"It's being remodeled." Ariel replied indifferently.
"Well," Jasmine cut in. "I think my palace would have been far more suitable. After all, it is much larger."
Belle ignored her as they went downstairs. The other three looked to Pocahontas.
"Don't look at me," she laughed. "I live in a hut."
"But you still have more brains and strength than these girls." Belle retorted under her breath.
They reached the foyer where Mrs. Potts was waiting with two other guests; Snow White and Cinderella with their bags.
"Hello, Cindy!" Aurora greeted Cinderella, hugging her enthusiastically. "Now the fun begins."
"I didn't know what to bring." Snow White chirped as Belle handed her bags to the servants. "I mean, how long are we staying here?"
"It's a sleepover, Snow." Belle responded, as they all went to the main living area. "You all stay over for one night."
"So that means we sleep here?" Snow questioned in earnest, her dark eyes wide.
"Yes. Did you bring nightclothes?"
"Well, I think so. The deer and birds packed for me."
Cinderella jumped in excitement. "Oh, the birds packed for me too! And of course my mice!" She looked at Belle then with concern. "I brought them, if that's all right with you?"
Belle's face was stiff, only her left eye twitched slightly. "The…mice?"
"Of course. They won't be trouble and they can clean and sew."
Ariel stifled a laugh and Pocahontas hid her grin beneath her hand. Aurora didn't seem to mind, though she did have a queasy look on her face as she settled in a large chair.
"Um, well. As long as they stay somewhere hidden." Belle forced a reply.
Cinderella took out her mice from her bag and handed them over to a very reluctant Mrs. Potts. "Great!"
"Just when we got rid of our mice problem…" Belle mumbled. "Adam's going to kill me."
"You can make them sew him a shirt and maybe he'll forgive you." Pocahontas suggested playfully.
"We can all have a sewing party!" Snow White exclaimed. "It'll be so much fun."
"Um, I don't sew." Pocahontas admitted unashamedly. "I only do white-water rafting and rock climbing."
Ariel joined in her confession. "Me neither. After all, I never needed it when I wore seashells."
"I don't really sew either…" Aurora began, fiddling with her dress. "My fairy godmothers made this for me."
Belle and Jasmine smiled uneasily. "We don't sew either."
Cinderella kept her smile, even as the others looked glum. "Boy, I thought all of us princess sewed, cooked and cleaned. Sure seems like less than I thought.' She grinned at Snow White. "Oh well, I sew! We can have our own little sewing party."
Snow White was about to jump up and down, when an idea dawned on her. "Wait a minute. I don't think I can sew either."
There was silence as the girls each thought about what it meant that none of them could sew.
"I can cook." Snow White offered with newfound hope.
"So can I!" Cinderella exclaimed.
Aurora chewed on her lip and then her eyes brightened. "I can collect berries."
"I can collect corn." Pocahontas added.
Ariel grinned. "I can collect items."
"I can not do anything." Jasmine joined in with fake cheeriness.
Belle patted Jasmine's arm. "There must be something you can do."
"Well, I guess I can brush my hair really good."
"Me too." Ariel piped up. "I have really good combs that get out all the knots. Their shiny, and small…"
"I have the birds brush my hair." Cinderella mentioned nonchalantly, with Snow nodding her head in agreement.
"Anything else you can do?" Belle inquired. "A hobby or talent?"
Jasmine thought a moment. "Does acting count? Because I'm a really good actress. Oh, and what about pole-vaulting?"
"That's great." Belle encouraged. "I don't think any of us can act."
"Mulan's a pretty good actress." Pocahontas reminded them. "She fooled a whole army."
"And Esmeralda kind of pole-vaulted too." Aurora brought up.
Jasmine sulked again, while Belle shot them daggers, still trying to comfort the Arabian princess. "I think you're forgetting one little thing."
"What?" Jasmine snapped. "How well I can ride carpets?"
Cinderella spurted with laughter, earning deadly scowls from Jasmine and Belle. She only choked out a small "Sorry."
Belle began her therapy session once more. "You have more talents than you know, Jasmine. For instance…"
"Well you have a very good…"
"Um, you can..."
"Live with a large ferocious animal and not get mauled!"
The others considered this, but Jasmine continued her blank stare. "Really. Isn't that what you did?"
"You can defy your father?"
Ariel put her hands on her hips. "Already taken."
"I second that." Pocahontas raised her hand. "And if Mulan were here, she would too."
Belle tried again. "Turned down your villains attempt to seduce you?"
Aurora shot the suggestion down. "Esmeralda."
"Threw a drink in his face?" Belle continued determinedly.
The other princesses were about to offer some sort of disagreement, but they held their tongues in defeat.
"There you go." Ariel sighed. "No one's ever done that."
"Yay!" Jasmine celebrated. "Now I can brag about something!"
Mrs. Potts came then, with several bags, some stuffed under her arms. "Miss. Porter has arrived, Princesses."
Ariel, who had been eating a cookie from the tray of sweets on the table, looked up with crumbs lining her mouth. "Who?"
"Jane Porter, miss."
"Oh, the jungle girl." Jasmine seated herself next to Aurora.
"That's rude." Pocahontas sniffed. "What's wrong with living with nature?"
"Nothing," Jasmine replied. "In fact I have many plants in my menagerie."
"Oh, because that's so outdoor-sy." Pocahontas replied, sarcasm dripping from her tongue.
"I don't appreciate your tone."
"Ladies." Belle reprimanded gently. "Let's receive our guest properly."
"As long as she didn't bring any of her pets with her." Jasmine quipped, looking pointedly at Cinderella.
The 'jungle girl' appeared then, beside Mrs. Potts, a grin on her face. She wore her typical yellow getup, with her white gloves. "Hullo, ladies! It's going to be an absolute splendid evening."
Jasmine eyed her up and down. "Well, there are no monkeys."
Jane looked confused. "Er, monkeys? Was I supposed to bring any?"
"No, not at all." Belle maintained. "Just a little teasing. But please, make yourself at home."
"Thank you, Belle. You can't imagine how happy I am. I was terribly anxious when I was first told about this sleepover, because I didn't want to leave my scientific research alone, after all, with the boys on their own adventure…well, anyway, Beast said it was fine to bring it along to your castle…"
"Wait." Belle interrupted, forgetting her manners. "Adam said you could bring all your junk…I mean, research?"
"Yes, darling. Is anything the matter?"
Belle merely stared at the wall, clearly not happy about suddenly becoming the storage place. "Nope. Everything's super."
"Fantastic! Where shall I put it all?"
"Just put it with Cinderella's mice."
Gosh, I love the Disney gals. Don't you? I took liberties with them, obviously, because none of them would be that cranky and argumentative. But it's much more amusing that way. ^-^