Aye, you may have it--for Johann! I shall fetch it... Remember your promise! I don't want anyone to drown or get hurt, though... Alright?
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Frowning and wagging a finger at Rumplestilskin, Ariel admonishes, Don't call that sweet Bear a big oaf! He's my good friend! He would sit on the strand and tell me tales of the Black Forest, and I would toss clams up for him to crack open and slurp down! Hehehe... He loved those clams!
Ariel considers Rumplestilskin's dubious proposal for a long moment, struggling with the amoral nature of the scheme, but desperate to attract her beloved Prince Eric... *Sigh!* Very well, Rump! You can have my decanter... But only for the greater good deeds it may help goodly Johann the Bear to perform on behalf of the pope! You aren't making that part up, are you?... It sounds kind of...ridiculous, frankly...
Well... I love a human prince... He is the most beautiful thing from the surface world I have ever seen! His name is Prince Eric, of Denmark... I see him aboard the royal ship some times... If only I had the courage to approach him, and tell him of my love!
Yes,my decanter of endless water... You want me to part with one of my things!? I love each one so! The only thing I love more than my things is... Nevermind...
Narrowing her eyes at the gnome. She asks: What do want, Rump?
Later that day, on the North Sea coast of Denmark... Princess Ariel, known to future bards as the Little Mermaid, gives the gnome wizard a quizzical look from where her head and shoulders emerge from the frigid tide... In Danish: Rumplestilskin!? Why have you summoned me? What mischief are you brewing? |