Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27844399-20160101080712/@comment-27844399-20160110032930

Priscilla blinked at Elka. "You call this lovely? I think it's plain." "Look, Priscilla. Elka's right. You also need to treat your own sister like a true princess, which she is," Ali told Priscilla. "You sure aren't acting princess-like for a princess yourself. Look at me. I'm a true princess. April's not even considered a true princess. She's younger than me. Remember?" Priscilla sneered. "Even if she's younger than you, she's still a princess. Also, I'm a Neutral, remember? And I mostly act like my father, Aladdin, who wasn't even a prince before. How do you expect me to be more 'princess-like'?" Ali replied. Priscilla groaned.

Other guests looked at them, wondering what was going on. Brandon, who was sipping his punch. He saw Priscilla bully them. "There has to be something I can do about this," Brandon sighed, after he finished his punch. "I'm supposed to be a hero, and I need to help these girls." He walked up to where they were and looked at Priscilla. "Oh, hi, Brandon," Priscilla smiled all flirty. She twirled her hair and winked. After that, she smoothed her skirt. "Hi, Priscilla. Stop," Brandon frowned. "Whatever-after are you talking about?" Priscilla giggled, still twirling her hair. "I saw you," Brandon frowned. "Stop." "Fine!" Priscilla shouted, angry, and she stomped away, back to where she was supposed to be.