There were three problems with this entire situation. One, Genie doesn’t remember Eden, or the fact they were together. Two, there was no way back to Agrabah. Three, there’s another girl in the picture, and her name is Urd. If there’s one thing Eden can’t stand, it’s someone meddling in on her man. Great, why does love always feel like a battlefield?! “Hm…” Eden thought outloud, “Was that Jordin Sparks or Pat Benatar…?”
Oh well, that doesn’t matter, what matters is that there was something needed to be dealt with here. Woman to woman, mono e mono, just Urd, Eden and their magic! As soon as Eden arrived at the Victorian house, she cleared her throat. Straightened herself out, chest held high she opened the door as quick as lightening, as she made a dramatic background music sound effect blare out when she entered. “¡Hola! Mi nombre es Eden. ¡Usted tomó a mi hombre, se prepara para ser castigado!”
Eden stood there for a minute or two… Then realized something, “Whoops, slipped into dramatic Soap Opera mode for a minute there. Excuse me one moment.” She closed the door, then opened it with the dramatic music blaring again, “Ahaaaaaah, Urd! At least we meet… Not on journals! How do you do?!”
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Oh well, that doesn’t matter, what matters is that there was something needed to be dealt with here. Woman to woman, mono e mono, just Urd, Eden and their magic! As soon as Eden arrived at the Victorian house, she cleared her throat. Straightened herself out, chest held high she opened the door as quick as lightening, as she made a dramatic background music sound effect blare out when she entered. “¡Hola! Mi nombre es Eden. ¡Usted tomó a mi hombre, se prepara para ser castigado!”
Eden stood there for a minute or two… Then realized something, “Whoops, slipped into dramatic Soap Opera mode for a minute there. Excuse me one moment.” She closed the door, then opened it with the dramatic music blaring again, “Ahaaaaaah, Urd! At least we meet… Not on journals! How do you do?!”