This one I really enjoyed writing. as you read I'm sure you'll notice that I swtiched the genders of not just Pinocchio and Geppetto but other characters too.
The next morning while Cristina was still sleeping, the little puppet Pinocchia who was now alive stood up and got her first look at the world. Her baby blue eyes were filled with amazement and curiosity. She saw the little cat Figaro staring at her with a frightened look on his face. She tried to walk but her strings were still attached preventing her from going anywhere. She reached her hands up, grabbed her strings and pulled as hard as she could. Suddenly the strings broke and Pinocchia fell off the table and hit the floor making a loud wood clattering sound that echoed through the house.
"Figaro! Leave those puppet's alone!" Cristina who was still asleep upstairs but was too tired to get up called thinking it was the cat.
Pinocchia stood up and looked at her hands and wiggled her fingers. She looked around the room and decided to go exploring. Her wooden body made a clattering sound as she walked around the room. She walked over to the puppets hanging on the wall and stared at them for a few seconds. Soon she ventured out of the workshop and upstairs to the bedroom where Cristina slept. She peeked in the door and saw the wood-carver sleeping peacefully on the bed.
"Ooh..." said Pinocchia. The little girl walked over to the sleeping women and stared at her. Unsure if she was alive, she reached up and gently shook. Cristina stirred and rolled over to the other side of the bed. Pinocchia ran over to the other side, climbed onto the bed and shook her again.
"Figaro! Stop it, I'm too tired to get up yet," Cristina grumbled in sleep, but the puppet girl kept shaking her.
"Figaro, I said-" Finally Cristina opened her eyes and saw a pair of bright blue eyes staring back at her.
"Hi," Pinocchia spoke in a cute little voice winking her eyes.
Cristina screamed and toppled out of the bed hitting the floor with a loud thunk. Pinocchia was bit startled too but shook it off and peeked over the edge. Cristina who was now awake, sat up and rubbed the back of her head.
"Ouch! What in the world was that?" Suddenly Cristina heard giggling and looked up to see who was laughing. When she saw the intruder was Pinocchia her jaw dropped and her eyes widened.
"W-what the!?" Cristina stood up and rubbed her eyes thinking maybe she was imagining it, but when she looked again she saw the puppet girl standing on the bed staring back at her with a big smile and blinking her eyes.
"P-Pinocchia?" Cristina stuttered recognizing her creation.
"Pinocchia?" the puppet girl repeated tilting her head. Cristina gasped when she heard her speak.
"No, No that's impossible! You can't be real! I-I must be dreaming?" said Cristina as she stared in disbelief that the little wooden child. She slapped her face thinking maybe she was still asleep, but in was no dream.
"M-Ma-Mama," Pinocchia spoke to her.
"What? NO! No I'm not your Mama! You can't be alive! You're made of wood," said Cristina.
"Mama! Mama!" Pinocchia repeated jumping up and down on the bed with excitement. Cristina turned away and started pacing back and forth trying to make sense of this situation.
"I can't believe this! I have a walking talking puppet that can move without strings! What I am going to do?" While the wood-carves back was turned, Pinocchia saw a dove land on a clothes line outside the window. She climbed down off the bed, walked over to the window and looked outside. While Cristina wasn't looking, she crawled out the window and onto the roof. When Cristina turned around she saw her climbing out the window and ran over to see her walking across the roof.
"Wait! Pinocchia! Stop! Come back here!" She shouted fearing for the girl's safety. She quickly got dressed and ran outside looking frantically up as the puppet girl was climbing around on the roof.
"Pinocchia, what are you doing? Come down here this instant young lady! Come down! I'm not going to go chasing after you!" She shouted from the ground but the little puppet didn't hear her and walked off. Cristina panicked and ran in the directions she was going.
Up above, Pinocchia's eye's widened with wonder as she looked around and was very fascinated by everything she saw. Down below Cristina was running through the streets looking up as the wooden girl jumped across the rooftops chasing the dove. Meanwhile Luigi was out and about, and singing loudly and waking up the neighbors.
THE SUN IS LIKE A GOLDEN YELLOW CHERRY WITHOUT THE PIT, WITHOUT THE PIT
"Luigi, please put a sock in!" The women from yesterday yelled. Cristina ran past him and saw Pinocchia had cornered the bird at the edge of a building.
"Pinocchia! Hold on, I'll save you!" she shouted.
Pinocchia saw the bird she was chasing and tried sneak up and catch him, but it flapped its wings and flew off. She stopped on the edge of the building and titled her head as she watched it fly away and giggled. Cristina heard her laughing and looked up to see her standing above where the people's laundry was hanging. Suddenly the wooden girl lifted her arms up and started flapping them like a bird.
"Coo,coo," She spoke and jumped into the air trying to fly.
"PINOCCHIA! NO!" Cristina screamed and covered her eyes as Pinocchia fell tumbling through the clothes lines. Luckly she landed safely in a laundry basket below. But when she landed, a sock flew out of the pile and landed in Luigi's mouth plugging it up. Cristina ran over to see if she was all right.
"Pinocchia! Are you okay?" asked Cristina as the puppet girl poked her head out of the clothes and saw her mother.
"Hi, Mama!" She spoke as Cristina kneeled down to her.
"I'm not your mama. Well technically I am, in a way of speaking. But no, I'm not your mama. You're a puppet, not a real girl," Cristina told her.
"Real girl?" Pinocchia asked tilting her head.
"Cristina, look at this mess! Now I'll have to wash it all over again!" A young women complained.
"I'm terribly sorry, Signora!" Cristina apologized to the women as she lifted Pinocchia out of the basket and sat her on the ground. Just then, a tall young man about Cristina's age walked up to them.
"Buongiorno, Cristina," He greeted her.
Cristina looked up and saw a familiar face. It was a tall handsome young man with green eyes, and light brown hair with a ponytail in the back. He was wearing a white long sleeve shirt, a green vest, black trousers, and brown boots. Cristina recognized him as Lorenzo. A man she once loved but never told him how she felt because she was too shy.
"Oh, Good morning, Lorenzo," Cristina replied with a smile fixing her hair embarrassed by the way she looked. Then the young man looked and saw little Pinocchia standing next to her.
"Oh, a new puppet eh?" asked Lorenzo.
"Yes, this is Pinocchia, she still needs a bit of work though," Cristina replied.
Lorenzo kneeled down as Pinocchia stared at him with the sweetest little face. Though he was bit surprised to see the marionette girl moving without strings, he was happy for the young wood-carver.
"She's amazing, Signora," He said. Then he noticed that Pinocchia wasn't wearing any clothes. He opened a bag he was carrying and took out a set of girls clothes.
"Here, I made these clothes for Stromboli's puppets, but I think your little Pinocchia needs them more," said Lorenzo. As he was helping the puppet girl get dressed he noticed the heart carved on her chest.
"How sweet, Cristina, you gave her your heart," He said happily.
"Our heart..." Cristina muttered and blushed.
"What did you say?" Lorenzo asked looking up at her.
"Oh, uh, nothing, I didn't say anything!" Cristina lied turned away trying to hide her blush.
When Lorenzo was done, Pinocchia was now wearing a bright red cotton fabric overall dress with yellow buttons, a yellow shirt underneath, a blue bow tie, red buckled shoes, and a red cap with a yellow band around it. The puppet girl really liked her new clothes and gave Lorenzo a hug.
"Say thank you, Pinocchia," said Cristina telling her to be polite.
"Thank you, Pinocchia," She said repeating what her mother said making Cristina shake her head with embarrassment.
"Those clothes suit you fine, Pinocchia," said Lorenzo giving her a big smile. Pinocchia smiled back as Cristina walked over and took her hand.
"Thank you for the clothes, Lorenzo, but we must be getting home now. Come, Pinocchia," said Cristina pulling her along.
"Come, Pinocchia! Come, mama!" said Pinocchia happily holding her mother's hand as they started walking home.
As the wood-carver walked through the town with her puppet, little Pinocchia was very fascinated by everything she saw. The world was so big and had many interesting sights and smells. Cristina felt nervous about what the towns people would think when they saw Pinocchia. Some of the villagers stopped what they were doing and stared in amazement when they saw the wooden girl walking along with her mother.
Meanwhile at a clothes shop close by, two strangers were looking through the goods. One was a tall man with red hair. He wore an old gray worn out top hat, a beige shirt with gold buttons, teal stirrup pants with gold linings and both light gray patches on his knees, a blue cape with a gold brooch, and black shoes. His name was J. Worthington Foulfellow, or Honest John. The other was a women wearing a fancy fur-coat, a black corset, a white skirt and leather boots. Her name was Catalina Catherin, or Kitty.
These two were con-artists, who swindled people out their money for a living. If ever you saw them walking down the street, it was best to turn around head back the other way and hope they didn't see you. Honest John grabbed a scarf and slipped it around Kitty's neck. She made an annoyed sound like cat and tore it off.
"What are you doing!" She yelled at him.
"But it's just your color," Honest john replied nervously as the women glared at him.
"Did I ask for a scarf?" She asked.
"No," He answered.
"Then get rid of it!" She said handing it back. Just then out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Cristina walking along with Pinocchia and her eyes widened.
"Johnathan! Do you see what I see?" She asked her partner.
"Yes...uh..what?" he asked looking cluelessly around.
As the wood-carver and her puppet were walking, they bumped into one of Cristina's childhood friends, Fiona. The young women saw the little puppet and marveled at her.
"Cristina! She's beautiful! But...how is she moving? W-where are the strings on her?" Fiona asked kneeling down looking for the strings.
"I don't know? I went to bed last night, and when I woke up she was alive. Fiona, am I going crazy?! I have no idea how this happened! What if everyone thinks I'm a witch? They'll burn me at the stake!" Cristina feared.
"Oh, no, they stopped burning people. They'd probably hang you though, Ha-ha!" Fiona joked which Cristina didn't find funny at all. Just then she noticed that Pinocchia was gone.
"Pinocchia? Oh no, not again! PINOCCHIA!" Cristina panicked and ran off to search for her.
Meanwhile Pinocchia was walking around when she saw a cute little girl staring at her holding a big red ball in her hands. Pinocchia stared back and smiled.
"Are you a real girl?" Pinocchia asked her.
"Of course I am, uh...do you want to play?" The girl asked holding out the ball.
"Ok," Pinocchia replied.
The girl tossed the ball at her and it bounce off Pinocchia's forehead. The little girl laughed and Pinocchia laughed too. The two played a game of catch for a bit till the girl tossed the ball too high and it bounced away. Pinocchia chased after it as it rolled down a hill and stopped at the bottom. Pinocchia kneeled down and was about to grab it when it was snatched up by a women. Kitty and her partner Honest John. Pinocchia stared up at them as they stared back with sly smiles.
"Hello," said Kitty.
"Hello," Pinocchia repeated waving little her wooden hand.
"My, what an intriguing little item you are. May I? said Kitty as she kneeled down and knocked on Pinocchia's forehead.
"Empty as a witch's dowry. Oh, and look how smoothly her arms move," said Kitty as she waved the ball in front of Pinocchia who was moving her arms trying to take it. Suddenly Cristina came around the corner and saw Pinocchia with Kitty and Honest John.
"Pinocchia! There you are! Thank goodness. You had me worried! Don't you ever run off like that again!" said Cristina kneeling down and putting her hands on the girl's shoulders.
"I'm sorry, mama," Pinocchia apologized hugging her mom. Cristina looked at the two con's and frowned at them.
"Excuse me, Catalina and Johnathan, but haven't you two got pushcart's to rob?" she asked.
"No, we've already down that," Honest John blurted out stupidly.
"We weren't doing anything wrong, Cristina, we were just playing with her," said Kitty, but Cristina didn't believe her.
"Ya, I bet. Come, Pinocchia, these are the kinds of people who can't be trusted," said Cristina picking up Pinocchia and carrying her away.
"I don't get it, Kitty, is she a girl or a puppet?" asked Honest John scratching his head.
"She's a puppet, fur-face, and she's worth a fortune. And I know exactly where to cash her in," said Kitty smiling with greed.
"Don't worry sweetheart, I'll get you're ball back," said a man's voice. Kitty meowed like a cat and handed the ball to her partner and slipped away as the little girl Pinocchia was playing with came around the corner with her father. He growled angrily when he saw Honest John holding the ball.
"Take my daughter's ball, would you?" said the angry father. Honest john gulped as the father raised his fist and punched him in the face.
The fox and the cat characters are humans in this version. Kitty is my character for Felinet and Honest John as the brainless Volpe. Lorenzo is a male version of Leona, Geppetto's love interest.
Credit to my friends MSP169, Phantos18, and LyOrixa
All characters and songs are owned by Disney and new line cinema