(Back at the cottage, the fairies kept on working on the cake and the dress. Though it didn't turn well.)
Fauna: There. (lighting the candles on the cake, which starts to melt down. She tries to hold it with a broom)
Ivy: (not liking how the cake turn well) Floette.
Fauna: Well, what do you think of it?
(Merryweather still being as the dress dummy wearing a dress that didn't look beautiful like in the book.)
Flora: (turns around and looked at the cake) Why, it's a very unusual cake, isn't it?
Fauna: Yes. Of course it'll be much stiffer after it's baked.
Flora: Of course, dear. What do you think of the dress?
(Fauna and Ivy looked at the dress. Ivy, Rosa, and Holly cringed at the sight seeing so many bows and not Briar Rose's size.)
Fauna: Well, it's not exactly the way it is in the book, is it?
Flora: Well, I improved a bit! But perhaps if I added a few more ruffles. What do you think?
Fauna: I think so. What do you think, Merryweather?
Merryweather: (struggles out of the dress, which falls to pieces) I think we've had enough of this nonsense. I think we ought to think of Rose, and what she'll think of this mess. I still think what I thought before. I'm going to get those wands.
Holly: Floette! (flies with her)
(Flora, Fauna, and their Floettes watched them go off but also saw the ake melts completely into a pile of sludge.)
Fauna: You know, I think she's right.
Merryweather: (went back downstairs with wands in her hands) Here they are, good as new.
Flora: Ah-ah-ah! C-C-C-C-C-Careful, Merryweather! (quickly grand the wands from Merryweather's hands) Quick, lock the doors. Fauna, you close the windows. Oh, block up every cranny. We can't take any chances!
(The fairies and the Floettes closed every windows, doors, and every holes they could find.)
Flora: And now, (to Fauna) you take care of the cake.
Merryweather: While I,
Flora: Clean the room, dear, And I'll make the dress. Well, hurry!
Holly: (grumbles) Floette.
Merryweather: You said it Holly. (waves her wand at the cleaning equipment) Come on, bucket, mop, broom. Flora says, clean up the room!
(The broom starts sweeping the floor and the pieces of fabric, ribbons and bows while the mop starts mopping.)
Flora: (chuckles as she waved her wand at the fabric to make a new dress) And now to make a lovely dress, fit the grace of fair princess.
Fauna: Eggs, flour, milk! (the ingredients come walking towards her) Just do it the way it says here in the book. I'll put on the candles.
(The ingredients start their work on the cake. Everything proceeds smoothly and quickly, but then Merryweather sees the dress.)
Merryweather: Oh no, not pink. Make it blue. (points her wand and made the dress blue)
Flora: (gasps) Merryweather! Make it pink. (made the dress pink)
Merryweather: (whispers) Make it blue. (makes the dress blue again)
Flora: Oh, pink! (makes the dress pink)
Merryweather: Blue.
(This time, Flora stands before the dress and gets blue herself. Merryweather tries not to laugh but Flora change the blue fairy's dress to pink. They start fighting over and over on the color while Holly and Rosa hid away from the fight. Fauna was focusing on the cake but Ivy was watching them fight. The colors of pink and blue blazes were heading to the fireplace and through the chimney.)
(Outside by the sky, the Rookidee was flying around until he spotted the colors of pink and blue, coming from the forest. He flew down towards to where the glow is coming from and came to the cottage where he sees the colors came out of the chimney.)
(Inside the house, the 'war' continues, until they both hit the dress at the same time, with the result that it looks like two cans of color were emptied on it.)
Holly and Rosa: (shocked to see the dress a mess) Floette!
Flora: (shouts at Merryweather) Oh! Now look what you've done!
Fauna: (lighting the candles until she and Ivy heard humming) Shh, listen!
Ivy: Floette!
Merryweather: It's Rose! (changes her dress back to her original color)
Holly: Floette!
Flora: (changes her dress back to her color and grabbed the dress) She's back. Enough of this foolishness. (sets the dress by the chair) Make it pink. (changes the dress back to pink and dragged Fauna as the green fairy quickly lit the candles) Now hide, quick.
Merryweather: (points at the dress) Blue. (change the dress back to blue and hide)
Briar Rose: (hurried to the cottage along with Bloom) Aunt Flora!
(The fairies and the Floettes went into hiding until Rosa spotted the mop going.)
Rosa: (taps on Flora's shoulder and points) Floette.
Flora: (looks at her Floette and looked at the mop) Good gracious, who left the mop running?
Merryweather: Stop mop! (points her wand and made the mop stop)
(Briar Rose went inside along with Bloom but didn't know the Rookidee appeared at the door, spying.)
Briar Rose: Aunt Flora, Fauna, Merryweather!
Bloom: Roselia!
Briar Rose: Where is everybody? (gasps as she sees dress and cake) Oh!
The Fairies: Surprise, surprise!
Fauna: Happy birthday!
Floettes: (cheering) Floette!
Briar Rose: Oh, you darlings, this is the happiest day of my life. Everything's so wonderful, just wait till you meet him.
Bloom: (nods happily) Roselia!
Fauna: Him?
Merryweather: Rose!
Flora: You've met some stranger?
Briar Rose: Oh, he's not a stranger. We've met before.
Flora: You have?
Merryweather: Where?
Briar Rose: Once upon a dream.
Briar Rose: (sings and dance with Fauna along) I know you,
I walked with you, once upon a dream…
Fauna: (speaks to the fairies) She's in love!
Merryweather: Oh, no.
Flora: This is terrible!
Briar Rose: (stopped singing and looked at them confused) Why? After all, I am sixteen.
Flora: It isn't that, dear.
Fauna: You're already betrothed.
Briar Rose: Betrothed?
Merryweather: Since the day you were born.
Fauna: To Prince Phillip, dear.
Briar Rose: But that's impossible! How could I marry a prince, I'd have to be…
Merryweather: A princess.
Fauna: And you are, dear!
Flora: Princess Aurora.
Bloom: Roselia?
Floettes: (speaks one at a time, explaining to Bloom) Floette, floette...
Flora: Flora: Tonight, we're taking you back to your father, King Stefan.
(The Rookidee heard everything. He has found the princess and quickly flew off to tell his mistress the good news.)
Briar Rose: But, but I can't! He's coming here tonight, I promised to meet him.
Flora: I'm sorry, child, but you must never see that young man again.
Briar Rose: (started to cry, heartbroken) Oh, no, no! I can't believe it. No, no!
( Rose ran up to her room and Bloom followed her, leaving the fairies and the Floettes with guilt and sadness.)
Merryweather: And we thought she'd be so happy.
(Rose was on her bed, crying while Bloom stood by her side, comforting her.)
To Be Continued...