Chapter 4
Back in Sakhmet, business carries on as usual.
The Desert Scarabs continue to "borrow" from other citizens to make ends meet.
Nabile: Ha ha! Sucker!
Grarrl in skirt: -shakes two fists- Hey! -turns and points a finger while still shaking his other fist at a ruki guard that came out of nowhere(really)-Those urchins have robbed me again! What are you going to do about it?
Ruki: Man, what crawled up YOUR ass and died? This gang is particularly sneaky. We've had a hard time catching any of them.
Grarrl: It's your job. I pay my taxes, y' know. The next time, I'll take my complaint directly to the Princess! How d' ya like them apples, foo?
Adam: -pops up- They're tchea fruits, not apples, silly! The blue bits of tchea fruit taste like banana, and the yellow bits taste li---gets thwacked on the head and tied to a pole-
Me: Enough out of you, you annoying little pest!
The beautiful and extremely wealthy Princess, however, rarely concerns her high and mighty self with the problems of unworthy merchants. In all her shining and royal glory, she is in the midst of planning a--wait a second...who edited the script?
Everyone: AMIRA! -glares at her-
Amira: -coughhackcough- Sorry...
AHEM! -clears throat- The Princess, however, rarely concerns herself with the problems of common merchants. She is in the midst of planning a great celebration.
Amira: This is going to be so grand, Enarka, I will make a public announcement today!
Enarka: Yes, my lady. I will begin the arrangements.
The word soon spread throughout the city that the Princess will appear before her people.
Town Idiot: -runs by again- The Princess is coming! THE PRINCESS IS COMING!
Random Wocky: Well, no duh! Isn't that what the papers just said?
Guys in white jackets: Don't listen to him, he doesn't know what he's saying...
But unknown to Amira and her advisors, Prince Jazan has set out for Sakhmet once more.
Random Voice: Well that's just great! Say it a little louder narrator, so everyone will frikin' know!
Who said that?
Swordmaster Talek: -runs off-
Jazan: -patting Nightsteed- Patience, my friend. She will not refuse me again.
Nightsteed: Did you ever think that maybe she just isn't interested in men? Personally, I think she's a lesbian...they're hot...
Jazan: Psh, one way or another, I will be wed...
(Next scene takes place with the Desert Scarabs sitting on a high wall)
Tomos: Ooooooh...Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall! Humpty Dumpty had a great fall! All the kings unis and all the kings men, couldn't put-
Nabile: Shut up.
Tomos: Yes ma'am...These ummagines are amazing. Pass me another, Horace.
Horace: -tosses one to him-
Tomos: Ack! That hit me in the nose!
Horace: -shrugs- Sorry!
Nabile: -points- Hey, what's that?
(Camera zooms in to show Jazan and Nightsteed)
Tomos: It's that fat rich guy we followed the other day! Let's get him!
Jazan: Hey! I'm not fat! The camera just adds on ten pounds!
Nabile: Jeezus...I really am surrounded by idiots. So we just jump down a 30-foot wall and ambush a noble in full view of the guards? No thanks! Besides, I have a better idea. Let's hide a little way out along the path and jump him as he leaves. What do you say, Horace? Are you in?
Horace: Er...no, thanks. Sounds pretty risky.
Tomos: Ugh...you're just too damn lazy. Well, what are we waiting for?
And so Tomos and Nabile sneak out of the city to carry out their plan to ambush the Prince...
Jazan: What did he say?
Guy with script: Nothing, now shut up.
...as Princess Amira appears before her people to make the grand announcement.
End of chapter 4