Thank you "Card," "Silver Pen," "Web-Girl," I combined parts of all your ideas! THANKYOU SOOOO MUCH!!!


Buttering Up

As the emperor strolled down the hall he had been thinking about something . . or someone, but he couldn't exactly remember . . . Suddenly he slipped on a puddle of water.
"What the-!" he cried as he fell. Suddenly he felt a pair of strong arms catch him.
"Whoa, you okay there, Emperor Kuzco?"
"Oh, yeah, thanks, Kronky old pal."
When Kuzco regained his composure he saw what he had slipped. The puddles was part of a trail of lots of puddles that led to his room. Then he remembered the girl.
"The girl!" He yelled to Kronk.
"Huh?"
"The girl! Where's the girl?"
"Uh . . I don't know what you're talking about, Emperor Kuzco. . ."
"Never mind Kronk." Then Kuzco rushed to one of the guards. "The girl last night, did you see her?!"
"Yes, she's in the dungeon."
"Holy smokes! What's she doing down there?!"
"Uh . . you're orders, your highness."
"Oh . . . my orders . . . uh-huh . . . . HOW COULD THEY HAVE BEEN MY ORDERS WHEN I WAS OUT TO LUNCH ON THE FLOOR!!!!!"
"Uh . . I-"
"Never mind!" Kuzco yelled. He stormed down . . down . . down . . down . . to the dungeons. He walked among the cells until he came upon a figure huddled in the corner of of one of the cells. He wondered . . .
"Um . . . miss? I- um . ."
Idalia looked up. At the sight of the emperor, instead of cowering, she held her chin up. She was angry. Also, talking to Yzma did not improve her additude towards Kuzco.
"I just came for shelter! And this is how I am treated! Of course, why would I expects kindness from an emperor like you. If you are the same emperor I met at the bride selection . . . 'hate your hair' is what you said to me . . 'hate your hair?' What's wrong with my hair?!"
"Nothing I-"
"I wouldn't want to be your empress anyway," Idalia said coldly. Before the emperor had come down, Idalia was able to pick the lock of Yzma's cage and squezze Yzma through the bars of her cell. Now Yzma was hidden under Idalia's cloak. Yzma whispered to her:
"You had better butter up the Kuzco instead, if you want to get out of here . ."
Idalia saw the logic in this and followed Yzma's instructions. Kuzco had turned to leave, giving up the idea of reasoning with this girl, when Idalia suddenly spoke up in a humbler tone.
"Wait, your majesty, I'm so sorry for talking like that to you, just now . . I- well-you know, sitting in a dungeon for three days and two nights does something to you," she managed a grin.
Kuzco smiled. "Finally," he thought, "things are looking up! . . It must be my good looks . ."