A/N: Um...same as before. You know who owns what/who.
The Little Princess: Part Two
(The cats all file in reluctantly from their coffee break. Mezmarosy, better known as Mezzy, zooms through the door and then literally starts bouncing off the walls.)
Mandy: Okay….WHO gave her the Mountain Dew?
(Everyone points to Mungojerrie)
Mandy: *sighs* Oh well, too late now….just get her out of here before she causes serious damage to herself, someone else, or the set.
Mungojerrie: *leads a still-bouncing Mez outside by the arm, shutting the door behind her*
Mandy: Okay…let's get on with this…
(Scene changes to a classroom, with Jelly standing in the front. They're in the middle of a multiplication lesson.)
Bombalurina: Seven times five is thirty-five.
Demeter: Seven times six is forty-two.
Tantomile: Seven times seven is forty-nine.
Electra: Seven times eight is…..Fifty-eight…no….fifty four? Fifty five..?
Jelly: *mockingly* Or seventy-two, or ninety-three, or twelve?
Electra: *hangs her head* I'm sorry Miss Minchin….I studied for hours last night…
Jelly: *sneers* I find that VERY hard to believe. And I'm sure your father will, too, once I write to him…
Tugger: Sheesh…..this is just getting plain CRUEL…
Mandy: Quiet, we're nearly done with this scene!
Electra: Please, Miss Minchin, please don't tell him! I'll do better, I PROMISE.
Jelly: *snidely* Valinia, you may continue.
Victoria: Seven times eight is FIFTY-SIX.
Pouncival: Valinia? Couldn't you have just left the name the way it was?
Mandy: No. Now will you just HUSH and let the scene get finished for once?
(The rest of the eight multiplication table can be heard in the background, but the main focus is Jemima looking at Electra with pity. A single tear runs down Electra's cheek, and she glances behind her at Jemima, who quickly averts her gaze.)
Several cats: Awwww….
Mandy: Oy…okay, SCENE CHANGE!
(Scene is back up at Jemrah's bedroom. She is writing a letter to her father, looking out the window as she does so. She sees a man, his son, and his servant standing below…..at least, that's what she's SUPPOSED to see…)
Mandy: WHERE THE HECK IS TUGGER??
Tugger: *glances up at his name* Oh, CRAP, this is my scene, isn't it….
Mandy: YES, you dolt, and you're not even in costume! The one scene I give you, and you blow it!
Mistoffelees: I don't know what I'm doing this, but…*zaps Tugger into his costume* There.
Tugger: Gee, thanks….*runs onstage to his place*
(Okay, NOW Jemima sees a rich-looking man hugging his son, dressed in the same uniform as Captain Crewe, goodbye. Tugger climbs into a carriage.)
Tugger: Goodbye, father…
Gus: John….
Tugger: Okay, that wasn't even worth getting into costume for. Thanks anyway, Misto.
Mandy: Hey, the costume has significance! It's showing that John is going off to war!
Misto: Um, lemme think, a young British man in1914 New York City giving his father a tearful goodbye while there's a war going on in Europe…..where ELSE would he be going?
Mandy: Erm, point made. Let's get on with this.
(Jemima, who is by this time looking highly annoyed at all the interruptions, lets a fake tear splash down on the letter she's writing.)
Victoria: *mutters* Oh, REAL convincing…
(Scene changes to a hallway inside the school. Etcetera is on the ground, kicking and screaming. Jennyanydots is trying her best to console the child, but her patience has been driven thin.)
Jenny: *desperately* Ettie, dearest, sweetheart, please stop screaming…I'll give you a cookie….
Etcetera: *continues screaming and starts kicking at Jenny and pushing her away*
Jenny: Ettie, PLEASE!! *frustrated, she gets up and hurries off to try and get help*
Jenny: Ouch…Etcy, did you HAVE to kick that hard….
Etcetera: Sorry, Aunt Jen….
Mandy: *interupting the parody* This scene is dedicated to my best friend Kate.
Jemima: You know, it's very hard to study with you carrying on like that.
Etcetera: I don't CARE, I want my MOMMA!
Jemima: Don't worry, you'll see her again soon…
Etcetera: No I WON'T, she's DEAD, and I won't EVER see her AGAIN.
Jemima: *pauses a moment* Well, I don't have a mother, either…
Etcetera: *stops kicking and looks up, wiping tears from her cheeks* You don't? Where is she?
Jemima: In Heaviside, with my baby sister. *she begins to walk forward* But that doesn't mean I don't talk to her…I tell her everything. And I know she hears me..
Etcetera: How?
Jemima: Because that's what angels do.
Etcetera: Your mama's an ANGEL?
Jemima: Of course she is, so is yours! With beautiful wings of silk…and a crown of baby rosebuds.
(Electra peeks out from inside her room to listen.)
Jemima: And they all live together in a castle….and you know what it's made of? Sunflowers! Hundreds of them! All shining like gold…
(Rumpelteazer, carrying a bucket in one paw, quietly makes her way down the steps so she can hear.)
Several cats: *sighs wistfully at the heavenly description*
Pouncival: *sniffles* That was so beautiful….
Tumblebrutus: *thwaps Pounce gently on the head to make him hush*
Jemima: And whenever they want to go somewhere, they just whistle….like this!
(She whistles, and Etcetera, Rumpel, and Electra all quietly attempt to whistle in the same way.)
Jemima: *smiles and nods when Etcetera gets it right, then continues* And then a big white cloud comes to the castle door and picks them up…and the angels fly through the sky, riding the cloud like a magic carpet…*she makes flying motions with her paw, and the other girls follow suit* Until they're hovering right over us. And sometimes, they leave messages….but it's hard to hear them if you're kicking and screaming…
Etcetera: *looks down at her paws, ashamed*
Jemima: But they always try again, in case we've missed it…
(The stair Rumpel is standing on creaks, causing Jemima to look up and see her. Rumpel quickly runs up the stairs.)
Jemima: Hey, wait!
Etcetera: That's Recky, she's not allowed to talk to us.
Mungo: RECKY? What kind of a name is that??
Tugger: Sounds like something you do after eating bad catnip…
Jemima: *gives both of them a Look, then continues in character* Why not?
Etcetera: She's a servant girl, and her fur's dark.
Misto: Um…for one thing, I resemble that remark, and for another, that makes absolutely NO sense…
Mandy: Quiet! In the movie, Becky is a little African American girl.
Misto: *blinks* Oh. I knew that. Really.
Mandy: You SHOULD know, if you read the script......*glares*
Misto: Hey, back off! It's not like I have a major part or anything!
Jemima: AHEM! *gets back into character* So?
Etcetera: *confused* So…doesn't…that mean something?
(Scene changes to Jemima quietly going up the stairs to the attic room. She opens the door to see Rumpel washing her blistered feet with ice--)
Pouncival: Wait a second. This part of the movie just isn't going to work. I mean, for one thing, cats don't wear shoes…and for another, this is POINTLESS!!
Mandy: But….but there's the part later where Sarah gives Becky the shoes, and that's important…
Old D: No, it isn't. It doesn't matter. Forget about it, skip it, ANYTHING to make this go by faster!
Jelly: Hey, what are you complaining about, you've only got one line!
Mandy: *sighs* Okay, we'll skip the shoe part….next scene!
(The scene starts to change, but before it can, a loud scream is heard, following by the sound of someone falling down stairs. The lights come up quickly to reveal Jemima lying in a heap at the bottom of the stairs.)
Jenny: *gasps* My baby! (She and Skimble both rush forward to Jemima)
Jemima: *woozily* Watch out for that first step….it's a lulu…*passes out*
Skimble: *checks to make sure Jemima doesn't have any broken bones, then storms over to Mandy* I TOLD you something like this was going to happen! I TOLD you not to do this parody in the first place! But does anyone listen to me? Noooo, everyone just ignores the Railway Cat!
Jenny: *irritated at the fact her daughter is unconscious at the bottom of some steps, she decides to take it out on Skimble* Well, how does it FEEL to be ignored, Mister I-have-to-catch-the-train-and-don't-have-time-to-spend-with-you! *turns on her heel and storms off*
Skimble: *blinks* Um….what just happened….?
Mandy: Methinks your wife is complaining that you spend too much time worrying over the train and not enough time worrying over her. Now go find her and patch things up. *sighs wearily* Okay, everyone….take five, Jenny's in the next scene and we can't do much'til she gets back….
(By the time they heard the words "take five", all the cats cleared out. Mandy sighs again, shaking her head, then cracks open a can of Pepsi One.)
The Little Princess: Part Two
(The cats all file in reluctantly from their coffee break. Mezmarosy, better known as Mezzy, zooms through the door and then literally starts bouncing off the walls.)
Mandy: Okay….WHO gave her the Mountain Dew?
(Everyone points to Mungojerrie)
Mandy: *sighs* Oh well, too late now….just get her out of here before she causes serious damage to herself, someone else, or the set.
Mungojerrie: *leads a still-bouncing Mez outside by the arm, shutting the door behind her*
Mandy: Okay…let's get on with this…
(Scene changes to a classroom, with Jelly standing in the front. They're in the middle of a multiplication lesson.)
Bombalurina: Seven times five is thirty-five.
Demeter: Seven times six is forty-two.
Tantomile: Seven times seven is forty-nine.
Electra: Seven times eight is…..Fifty-eight…no….fifty four? Fifty five..?
Jelly: *mockingly* Or seventy-two, or ninety-three, or twelve?
Electra: *hangs her head* I'm sorry Miss Minchin….I studied for hours last night…
Jelly: *sneers* I find that VERY hard to believe. And I'm sure your father will, too, once I write to him…
Tugger: Sheesh…..this is just getting plain CRUEL…
Mandy: Quiet, we're nearly done with this scene!
Electra: Please, Miss Minchin, please don't tell him! I'll do better, I PROMISE.
Jelly: *snidely* Valinia, you may continue.
Victoria: Seven times eight is FIFTY-SIX.
Pouncival: Valinia? Couldn't you have just left the name the way it was?
Mandy: No. Now will you just HUSH and let the scene get finished for once?
(The rest of the eight multiplication table can be heard in the background, but the main focus is Jemima looking at Electra with pity. A single tear runs down Electra's cheek, and she glances behind her at Jemima, who quickly averts her gaze.)
Several cats: Awwww….
Mandy: Oy…okay, SCENE CHANGE!
(Scene is back up at Jemrah's bedroom. She is writing a letter to her father, looking out the window as she does so. She sees a man, his son, and his servant standing below…..at least, that's what she's SUPPOSED to see…)
Mandy: WHERE THE HECK IS TUGGER??
Tugger: *glances up at his name* Oh, CRAP, this is my scene, isn't it….
Mandy: YES, you dolt, and you're not even in costume! The one scene I give you, and you blow it!
Mistoffelees: I don't know what I'm doing this, but…*zaps Tugger into his costume* There.
Tugger: Gee, thanks….*runs onstage to his place*
(Okay, NOW Jemima sees a rich-looking man hugging his son, dressed in the same uniform as Captain Crewe, goodbye. Tugger climbs into a carriage.)
Tugger: Goodbye, father…
Gus: John….
Tugger: Okay, that wasn't even worth getting into costume for. Thanks anyway, Misto.
Mandy: Hey, the costume has significance! It's showing that John is going off to war!
Misto: Um, lemme think, a young British man in1914 New York City giving his father a tearful goodbye while there's a war going on in Europe…..where ELSE would he be going?
Mandy: Erm, point made. Let's get on with this.
(Jemima, who is by this time looking highly annoyed at all the interruptions, lets a fake tear splash down on the letter she's writing.)
Victoria: *mutters* Oh, REAL convincing…
(Scene changes to a hallway inside the school. Etcetera is on the ground, kicking and screaming. Jennyanydots is trying her best to console the child, but her patience has been driven thin.)
Jenny: *desperately* Ettie, dearest, sweetheart, please stop screaming…I'll give you a cookie….
Etcetera: *continues screaming and starts kicking at Jenny and pushing her away*
Jenny: Ettie, PLEASE!! *frustrated, she gets up and hurries off to try and get help*
Jenny: Ouch…Etcy, did you HAVE to kick that hard….
Etcetera: Sorry, Aunt Jen….
Mandy: *interupting the parody* This scene is dedicated to my best friend Kate.
Jemima: You know, it's very hard to study with you carrying on like that.
Etcetera: I don't CARE, I want my MOMMA!
Jemima: Don't worry, you'll see her again soon…
Etcetera: No I WON'T, she's DEAD, and I won't EVER see her AGAIN.
Jemima: *pauses a moment* Well, I don't have a mother, either…
Etcetera: *stops kicking and looks up, wiping tears from her cheeks* You don't? Where is she?
Jemima: In Heaviside, with my baby sister. *she begins to walk forward* But that doesn't mean I don't talk to her…I tell her everything. And I know she hears me..
Etcetera: How?
Jemima: Because that's what angels do.
Etcetera: Your mama's an ANGEL?
Jemima: Of course she is, so is yours! With beautiful wings of silk…and a crown of baby rosebuds.
(Electra peeks out from inside her room to listen.)
Jemima: And they all live together in a castle….and you know what it's made of? Sunflowers! Hundreds of them! All shining like gold…
(Rumpelteazer, carrying a bucket in one paw, quietly makes her way down the steps so she can hear.)
Several cats: *sighs wistfully at the heavenly description*
Pouncival: *sniffles* That was so beautiful….
Tumblebrutus: *thwaps Pounce gently on the head to make him hush*
Jemima: And whenever they want to go somewhere, they just whistle….like this!
(She whistles, and Etcetera, Rumpel, and Electra all quietly attempt to whistle in the same way.)
Jemima: *smiles and nods when Etcetera gets it right, then continues* And then a big white cloud comes to the castle door and picks them up…and the angels fly through the sky, riding the cloud like a magic carpet…*she makes flying motions with her paw, and the other girls follow suit* Until they're hovering right over us. And sometimes, they leave messages….but it's hard to hear them if you're kicking and screaming…
Etcetera: *looks down at her paws, ashamed*
Jemima: But they always try again, in case we've missed it…
(The stair Rumpel is standing on creaks, causing Jemima to look up and see her. Rumpel quickly runs up the stairs.)
Jemima: Hey, wait!
Etcetera: That's Recky, she's not allowed to talk to us.
Mungo: RECKY? What kind of a name is that??
Tugger: Sounds like something you do after eating bad catnip…
Jemima: *gives both of them a Look, then continues in character* Why not?
Etcetera: She's a servant girl, and her fur's dark.
Misto: Um…for one thing, I resemble that remark, and for another, that makes absolutely NO sense…
Mandy: Quiet! In the movie, Becky is a little African American girl.
Misto: *blinks* Oh. I knew that. Really.
Mandy: You SHOULD know, if you read the script......*glares*
Misto: Hey, back off! It's not like I have a major part or anything!
Jemima: AHEM! *gets back into character* So?
Etcetera: *confused* So…doesn't…that mean something?
(Scene changes to Jemima quietly going up the stairs to the attic room. She opens the door to see Rumpel washing her blistered feet with ice--)
Pouncival: Wait a second. This part of the movie just isn't going to work. I mean, for one thing, cats don't wear shoes…and for another, this is POINTLESS!!
Mandy: But….but there's the part later where Sarah gives Becky the shoes, and that's important…
Old D: No, it isn't. It doesn't matter. Forget about it, skip it, ANYTHING to make this go by faster!
Jelly: Hey, what are you complaining about, you've only got one line!
Mandy: *sighs* Okay, we'll skip the shoe part….next scene!
(The scene starts to change, but before it can, a loud scream is heard, following by the sound of someone falling down stairs. The lights come up quickly to reveal Jemima lying in a heap at the bottom of the stairs.)
Jenny: *gasps* My baby! (She and Skimble both rush forward to Jemima)
Jemima: *woozily* Watch out for that first step….it's a lulu…*passes out*
Skimble: *checks to make sure Jemima doesn't have any broken bones, then storms over to Mandy* I TOLD you something like this was going to happen! I TOLD you not to do this parody in the first place! But does anyone listen to me? Noooo, everyone just ignores the Railway Cat!
Jenny: *irritated at the fact her daughter is unconscious at the bottom of some steps, she decides to take it out on Skimble* Well, how does it FEEL to be ignored, Mister I-have-to-catch-the-train-and-don't-have-time-to-spend-with-you! *turns on her heel and storms off*
Skimble: *blinks* Um….what just happened….?
Mandy: Methinks your wife is complaining that you spend too much time worrying over the train and not enough time worrying over her. Now go find her and patch things up. *sighs wearily* Okay, everyone….take five, Jenny's in the next scene and we can't do much'til she gets back….
(By the time they heard the words "take five", all the cats cleared out. Mandy sighs again, shaking her head, then cracks open a can of Pepsi One.)