"Anything's possible if you believe. All you need is a little bit of pixie dust..."
Peter's words were the last thing Wendy thought of as she lay on the ground, beaten up by some old hag in a dirty dress. If only she had pixie dust then. She could've thrown it into the eyes of her assailant in order to make a quick getaway. Oh well, too bad for Wendy. But at least she was able to set fire to that ugly, magenta dress before getting clonked out. Who knew Wendy was a closet pyromaniac? Lady Tremaine found out the hard way, and now she had no clothes.
Well, lucky for the Lady, Wendy's blue nightgown fit her. More or less. Her chest kind of popped out, but hey, at her age, she needed all the confidence she could get. It made her feel a few decades younger. Nightgown fitting snug, Lady Tremaine walked away from the body with a sinister smile. She got what she came for: Britain's nuclear launch codes.
"Are we good to go, mamma?" Anastasia asked from the driver's seat of the getaway car.
"Yes." Lady Tremaine got into vehicle and signaled her daughter to drive.
"Mamma, you look hawt," said Drizella. "Can I get one of those, too?" she said while pointing to her mother's chest. She received a swift backhand from her mother and ultimately shut up.
Eventually, the three ladies arrived at a nuclear silo. After disabling the guard with their poppin' good looks and wily charms, the ladies made it to the nuclear bay. Lady Tremaine was hungrily typing in the code when she heard the pained grunts and howls of her daughters as they hit the ground.
"The jig is up, Tremaine! Drop the codes and step away from the console," said the heroic voice.
"Oh not you again," Tremaine said with an irritated grunt. She slowly turned around to face her nemesis, Tinker Bell.
After an epic stare-down, the two maidens went hand-to-hand in the most fantastical fight ever choreographed for pay-per-view. But just when Tink thought she had Tremaine on the ropes, the Lady punched in the final code sequence.
"No!" screamed the pixie.
"Hahahahaha! Looks like I get the last laugh!"
Just when all hope seemed lost and the nuclear missile was preparing to launch, Roo hopped in at the last second to grab the Pooh stick controlling the warhead's central processing unit.
"NoooOoOOoOooOooooo!" screamed Tremaine. She tried to snatch Roo, but Tink had already flown him to safety. It was too late for the Lady. The missile exploded, propelling Tremaine all the way to France in a plume of radioactive fallout.
Tinker Bell, meanwhile, had taken Roo all the way to Fellowship of the Pooh where they dropped off the Pooh stick.
The end.