Snow White and the Seven Dwarves
By Bob the Admiral
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the Narrator.
Rating: G
Part One
Narrator: Once upon a time, there was a woman...
Noin: Hi!
Narrator: Who was married, but her husband died.
Noin: *snort* The only reason he's dead is because you can't find anyone to play his role.
Narrator: Shut up. Anyway, this woman wanted a daughter with lips red as...
Noin: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Lips red as a rose, hair black as ebony, skin white as snow. Get on with it.
Narrator: Hey, that's my line!
Noin: Oh, get over it!
Narrator: Anyway, she wanted this daughter, who presently came along....
Noin: How can I have a daughter if my husband's dead?
Narrator: It's magic. If you want to discuss this later, fine, but not now!
Noin: *sulky* Fine.
Narrator: So, here's her daughter.
Chibi Relena: Hewwo!
Narrator: And she was so beautiful and everything...
Noin: Okay. We get the point.
Narrator: *glare* Just for that, I'm going to hurry up to the part where you die!
Noin: Fine, kill me. I don't care.
Narrator: Plus, I'll kill Zechs.
Noin: You do, you die, birdbrain.
Narrator: I'm a birdbrain? I'm not the one who wears a mask that makes me look like a-
Noin: Oh, shut up.
Narrator: Anyway, this lady was a queen, and she died.
Chibi Relena: Wait, dis stowy isn't makig any sense. I tot Mommy died fust, and den Daddy died aftoh he wemarried.
Narrator: Fine. *points to Chibi Relena* What she said. So, here she was, with her wicked stepmother.
Lady Une: Hi. I'm wicked. Can't you tell?
Chibi Relena: *hides*
Narrator: And the wicked stepmother made Chibi-I mean, Snow White, be a slave.
Chibi Relena: Who's Snow White?
Narrator: You are.
Chibi Relena: Oh. Well, you didn't intwoduce me as Snow White yet.
Narrator: Fine. Everybody, this is Snow White. Happy now?
Chibi Relena: Yeah.
Narrator: Fine. So Snow White grew up, and as she did, she got prettier every day.
Chibi Relena: What?
Narrator: You're now your normal age.
Chibi Relena: Oh. *morphs to regular Relena* Mommy, wow! I'm a big kid now!
Narrator: Kids. Anyway, so here she is, doing chores.
Relena: Me?
Narrator: Yeah. I'm the narrator, and I say, you do chores because you're irritating me.
Relena: Aaaawwwww....
Narrator: Now let's go to her Wicked Stepmother.
Lady Une: Hi. I'm wicked.
Narrator: The Wicked Stepmother looked into her magic mirror.
Lady Une: I'm so pretty....
Narrator: No, you're supposed to say "Mirror, mirror, on the wall...."
Lady Une: Yeah, yeah. I know.
"Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,
Who's the... the..."
Narrator: Say, "Who's the fairest one of all."
Lady Une: But that's dumb. I mean, I'm fair. Referees are supposed to be fair.
Narrator: Not that kind of fair.
Lady Une: I know, but I'm gonna change it to....
"Who's the cutest one of all?"
Narrator: Fine... Whatever.... Oh, looks like time's up for now. Bedtime, come on.
Duo: But I haven't gotten to do my part yet!
Wufei: This is injustice!
Trowa: When do we come in?
Heero: *grunt*
Quatre: I want to do my part, too!
Narrator: Not now. It's bed time.
Wufei: You're getting on my nerves.
Zechs: I think we should destroy him!
Wufei: Yes! *runs toward Narrator, who flees*
Everyone else: *chases Narrator*
Well, tune in next time to find out whether or not they catch the narrator and smack him around a little bit, or if they wait until the play's over....
By Bob the Admiral
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the Narrator.
Rating: G
Part One
Narrator: Once upon a time, there was a woman...
Noin: Hi!
Narrator: Who was married, but her husband died.
Noin: *snort* The only reason he's dead is because you can't find anyone to play his role.
Narrator: Shut up. Anyway, this woman wanted a daughter with lips red as...
Noin: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Lips red as a rose, hair black as ebony, skin white as snow. Get on with it.
Narrator: Hey, that's my line!
Noin: Oh, get over it!
Narrator: Anyway, she wanted this daughter, who presently came along....
Noin: How can I have a daughter if my husband's dead?
Narrator: It's magic. If you want to discuss this later, fine, but not now!
Noin: *sulky* Fine.
Narrator: So, here's her daughter.
Chibi Relena: Hewwo!
Narrator: And she was so beautiful and everything...
Noin: Okay. We get the point.
Narrator: *glare* Just for that, I'm going to hurry up to the part where you die!
Noin: Fine, kill me. I don't care.
Narrator: Plus, I'll kill Zechs.
Noin: You do, you die, birdbrain.
Narrator: I'm a birdbrain? I'm not the one who wears a mask that makes me look like a-
Noin: Oh, shut up.
Narrator: Anyway, this lady was a queen, and she died.
Chibi Relena: Wait, dis stowy isn't makig any sense. I tot Mommy died fust, and den Daddy died aftoh he wemarried.
Narrator: Fine. *points to Chibi Relena* What she said. So, here she was, with her wicked stepmother.
Lady Une: Hi. I'm wicked. Can't you tell?
Chibi Relena: *hides*
Narrator: And the wicked stepmother made Chibi-I mean, Snow White, be a slave.
Chibi Relena: Who's Snow White?
Narrator: You are.
Chibi Relena: Oh. Well, you didn't intwoduce me as Snow White yet.
Narrator: Fine. Everybody, this is Snow White. Happy now?
Chibi Relena: Yeah.
Narrator: Fine. So Snow White grew up, and as she did, she got prettier every day.
Chibi Relena: What?
Narrator: You're now your normal age.
Chibi Relena: Oh. *morphs to regular Relena* Mommy, wow! I'm a big kid now!
Narrator: Kids. Anyway, so here she is, doing chores.
Relena: Me?
Narrator: Yeah. I'm the narrator, and I say, you do chores because you're irritating me.
Relena: Aaaawwwww....
Narrator: Now let's go to her Wicked Stepmother.
Lady Une: Hi. I'm wicked.
Narrator: The Wicked Stepmother looked into her magic mirror.
Lady Une: I'm so pretty....
Narrator: No, you're supposed to say "Mirror, mirror, on the wall...."
Lady Une: Yeah, yeah. I know.
"Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,
Who's the... the..."
Narrator: Say, "Who's the fairest one of all."
Lady Une: But that's dumb. I mean, I'm fair. Referees are supposed to be fair.
Narrator: Not that kind of fair.
Lady Une: I know, but I'm gonna change it to....
"Who's the cutest one of all?"
Narrator: Fine... Whatever.... Oh, looks like time's up for now. Bedtime, come on.
Duo: But I haven't gotten to do my part yet!
Wufei: This is injustice!
Trowa: When do we come in?
Heero: *grunt*
Quatre: I want to do my part, too!
Narrator: Not now. It's bed time.
Wufei: You're getting on my nerves.
Zechs: I think we should destroy him!
Wufei: Yes! *runs toward Narrator, who flees*
Everyone else: *chases Narrator*
Well, tune in next time to find out whether or not they catch the narrator and smack him around a little bit, or if they wait until the play's over....