DISCLAIMER: All of these characters are the property of Disney except Cleopatra and the egyptian crew. They belong to Egypt I suppose.
Who....who-who are you?" They both said as if they were trying to catch their breaths. The two girls circled eachother, eyeing eachother suspiciously.
"Wait a minute!," Meg exclaimed," You're Cleopatra! This is all you're fault!"
"My fault!? I am a princess of Egypt, and I demand to know who you are and...what you are doing in my dress!"
"...Your dress?...Your DRESS!?! In the past two days I have been drugged, stuffed into a basket, mistaken for a princess, yelled at, man-handled by your STUPID guards, and had my HAIR CHOPPED OFF!!! Now why don't you ask yourself if you honestly think that I give a shit about YOUR DRESS!!!"
"...OK, so clearly there has been a mistake."
Meg folded her arms," Your damn right there's been a mistake." She muttered through clenched teeth.
"You will not talk to me in that manner!"
"sigh Look, Miss Thang, I'm tired and I'm not really worried about what manner I'm speaking to you in. I'm suposed to be on vacation." Cleopatra didn't know quite what to say. She had never met anyone that wouldn't kiss her butt before. "Now I don't know where you've been,"Meg continued,"but it obviously wasn't attending to your royal responsibilities."
"Oh what do I care about my royal responsibilities? And, not that it's any of your business, but I was in Rome. My boyfriend, Mark Antony, is the emperor there, and my father doesn't exactly approve of the relationship."
"Well, given the fact of what happened to your last boyfriend from Rome, I don't blame him."
Cleopatra clenched her fists in anger.
"AND, as long as we're on the subject of boyfriends, my fiance, Hercules, is probably looking for me right now."
"Hercules? Your from Greece then."
Meg sighed. How many more times did she have to say it? "Yes, might I reiterate, we're on vacation."
"hmph, Well that explains why you don't like my dress."
"What?"
"Oh come off it. It's probably better than that Grecian thing you had on."
"What does everyone have against my dress?," Meg wondered aloud.
"I mean, admit it, Rome and Egypt are much more civilized."
"Oh come on! Rome?! Those god-stealers wouldn't know a river from a public bath and you know it."
"Well, alright, the public nudity is a bit much, but what's wrong with Egypt?"
Meg snorted,"Well for one thing the architecture is all wrong."
"What?! I'll have you know that Egypt has some of the top builders, and one day we are going to be a wonder of the world."
"OK, keep telling yourselves that. But the triangle thing? Never catch on."
"Those are Pyramids! And there's one dedicated to me being built right now," She lifted her chin high,"When I die my soul will be among some of the greatest pharoahs in the Vally of the Kings. Even my servents will be burried with me."
"Alive?"
"Of course"
Meg knitted her eyebrows,"Well that's kinda morbid."
"Yeah, well, that's the way it goes."
Meg shook her head,"Listen, it's been great chatting with you, but if you don't mindI'll just grab what's left of my things and be on my way."
"Wait," Cleopatra snapped out of her daze,"you can't!"
Meg stopped short,"Excuse me?"
"You can't leave."
"Well why not!?"
"I want to go back to Rome, and you're going to cover for me."
Meg's bottom jaw dropped. "I most certainly will not!"
"But it's perfect! You look exactly like me, even my father couldn't tell the difference! Think of all that we could do! I could go off with Mark Antony, and you, you would be royalty!...And, if that doesn't appeal to you, I'll just call the guards. They'll have you arrested and you'll be executed for impersinating a princess."
"That's ridiculous! It was all a huge mistake!"
"The royal court doesn't make mistakes. They'll say you're a spy."
Meg thought to herself for a minute..."Is that so?" She walked over to the vanity and began changing into her night clothes and spraying herself with fancy perfumes.
"What are you doing?...Those are my things!...You obviously don't mind it here...Why didn't you escape out the window?"
Meg paused,"Acrophiobia."
"What?"
"I have a fear of hights," Meg grummbled.
"Oh", She watched as Meg fiddled with her things, but when she tried on her gold snake necklace it was about all she could take. "Stop already! I demand you give me back my night clothes at once!"
"Oh, I don't think that will be possible. You see, I am the princess here,"Meg smirked. Cleopatra was furious. She lunged at Megara and grasped the gold chain around her neck, yanking it off and leaving it broken on the floor.
"GUARDS!" Meg screamed.
"What!? What are you doing!?!"
"GUARDS!!"
"STOP IT!" Cleopatra demanded.
"GUARDS! COME QUICK!" Two men came crashing into the room. "This spy has been trying to impersonate me!" Meg shouted, pointing her finger at Cloepatra,"She snuck into my room while I was sleeping and attacked me!" The identical princesses and the broken necklace were all the proof the guards needed. They grabbed Cleopatra by the arms.
"NO! STOP! I'm Cleopatra! I'm the REAL princess!"
Meg put a hand to her chest and threw her head back as if she would faint,"I was afraid for my life!"
"SHE'S LYING!" Cleopatra screamed.
"Save it for the jailor! It's off to the dungeon with you!" the guard said. They dragged her out of the room kicking and screaming. "Would you like me to stay, your highness?" a third guard asked.
"No," Meg replied, fixing her hair,"I'm alright now. Thank you for saving me. You can return to your post now."
"Yes your highness."
The guard left closing the door behind him. sigh Meg smiled to herself,"Another stirring performance by Megara...Princess Megara."
Who....who-who are you?" They both said as if they were trying to catch their breaths. The two girls circled eachother, eyeing eachother suspiciously.
"Wait a minute!," Meg exclaimed," You're Cleopatra! This is all you're fault!"
"My fault!? I am a princess of Egypt, and I demand to know who you are and...what you are doing in my dress!"
"...Your dress?...Your DRESS!?! In the past two days I have been drugged, stuffed into a basket, mistaken for a princess, yelled at, man-handled by your STUPID guards, and had my HAIR CHOPPED OFF!!! Now why don't you ask yourself if you honestly think that I give a shit about YOUR DRESS!!!"
"...OK, so clearly there has been a mistake."
Meg folded her arms," Your damn right there's been a mistake." She muttered through clenched teeth.
"You will not talk to me in that manner!"
"sigh Look, Miss Thang, I'm tired and I'm not really worried about what manner I'm speaking to you in. I'm suposed to be on vacation." Cleopatra didn't know quite what to say. She had never met anyone that wouldn't kiss her butt before. "Now I don't know where you've been,"Meg continued,"but it obviously wasn't attending to your royal responsibilities."
"Oh what do I care about my royal responsibilities? And, not that it's any of your business, but I was in Rome. My boyfriend, Mark Antony, is the emperor there, and my father doesn't exactly approve of the relationship."
"Well, given the fact of what happened to your last boyfriend from Rome, I don't blame him."
Cleopatra clenched her fists in anger.
"AND, as long as we're on the subject of boyfriends, my fiance, Hercules, is probably looking for me right now."
"Hercules? Your from Greece then."
Meg sighed. How many more times did she have to say it? "Yes, might I reiterate, we're on vacation."
"hmph, Well that explains why you don't like my dress."
"What?"
"Oh come off it. It's probably better than that Grecian thing you had on."
"What does everyone have against my dress?," Meg wondered aloud.
"I mean, admit it, Rome and Egypt are much more civilized."
"Oh come on! Rome?! Those god-stealers wouldn't know a river from a public bath and you know it."
"Well, alright, the public nudity is a bit much, but what's wrong with Egypt?"
Meg snorted,"Well for one thing the architecture is all wrong."
"What?! I'll have you know that Egypt has some of the top builders, and one day we are going to be a wonder of the world."
"OK, keep telling yourselves that. But the triangle thing? Never catch on."
"Those are Pyramids! And there's one dedicated to me being built right now," She lifted her chin high,"When I die my soul will be among some of the greatest pharoahs in the Vally of the Kings. Even my servents will be burried with me."
"Alive?"
"Of course"
Meg knitted her eyebrows,"Well that's kinda morbid."
"Yeah, well, that's the way it goes."
Meg shook her head,"Listen, it's been great chatting with you, but if you don't mindI'll just grab what's left of my things and be on my way."
"Wait," Cleopatra snapped out of her daze,"you can't!"
Meg stopped short,"Excuse me?"
"You can't leave."
"Well why not!?"
"I want to go back to Rome, and you're going to cover for me."
Meg's bottom jaw dropped. "I most certainly will not!"
"But it's perfect! You look exactly like me, even my father couldn't tell the difference! Think of all that we could do! I could go off with Mark Antony, and you, you would be royalty!...And, if that doesn't appeal to you, I'll just call the guards. They'll have you arrested and you'll be executed for impersinating a princess."
"That's ridiculous! It was all a huge mistake!"
"The royal court doesn't make mistakes. They'll say you're a spy."
Meg thought to herself for a minute..."Is that so?" She walked over to the vanity and began changing into her night clothes and spraying herself with fancy perfumes.
"What are you doing?...Those are my things!...You obviously don't mind it here...Why didn't you escape out the window?"
Meg paused,"Acrophiobia."
"What?"
"I have a fear of hights," Meg grummbled.
"Oh", She watched as Meg fiddled with her things, but when she tried on her gold snake necklace it was about all she could take. "Stop already! I demand you give me back my night clothes at once!"
"Oh, I don't think that will be possible. You see, I am the princess here,"Meg smirked. Cleopatra was furious. She lunged at Megara and grasped the gold chain around her neck, yanking it off and leaving it broken on the floor.
"GUARDS!" Meg screamed.
"What!? What are you doing!?!"
"GUARDS!!"
"STOP IT!" Cleopatra demanded.
"GUARDS! COME QUICK!" Two men came crashing into the room. "This spy has been trying to impersonate me!" Meg shouted, pointing her finger at Cloepatra,"She snuck into my room while I was sleeping and attacked me!" The identical princesses and the broken necklace were all the proof the guards needed. They grabbed Cleopatra by the arms.
"NO! STOP! I'm Cleopatra! I'm the REAL princess!"
Meg put a hand to her chest and threw her head back as if she would faint,"I was afraid for my life!"
"SHE'S LYING!" Cleopatra screamed.
"Save it for the jailor! It's off to the dungeon with you!" the guard said. They dragged her out of the room kicking and screaming. "Would you like me to stay, your highness?" a third guard asked.
"No," Meg replied, fixing her hair,"I'm alright now. Thank you for saving me. You can return to your post now."
"Yes your highness."
The guard left closing the door behind him. sigh Meg smiled to herself,"Another stirring performance by Megara...Princess Megara."