A/N: Same as before....oh, Sassy belongs to herself.
The Little Princess: Part Four
(Everyone comes back from the break, their eyes dry.)
Mandy: *cheerfully* Okay, let's do this thing!
Munkustrap: Do we REALLY have to? I mean, the whole thing gets really depressing after this….
Tugger: How would YOU know?
Munkustrap: Unlike some toms I know, I actually read the script. *mutters* Well, most of it, anyway…
Mandy: Look, we've come THIS far with it, why don't we just go ahead and finish it out? Please?
Jemima: Wait a second…this skips around a LOT. Can't we just skip some of these scenes?
Victoria: Hey, I like my cruel scene that comes up….even though it has no dialogue….….
Mandy: Well….Jemima's right. It's going to be really hard to get all these scene changes in, and there isn't a lot of point to them…..we'll skip to the market scene, it's short.
(Jemima is carrying a large basket filled with groceries through the streets. A sudden gust of wind whisks her shawl off her shoulders, and she runs after it. It stops at Coricopat's feet. She picks up the shawl and stands facing him, recognizing he is from India and sort of servant to the rich Mr. Randolph, who is standing outside his door. Some men dressed in uniforms are standing there, holding out a slip of paper.)
Gus: No…no, not John! John…*he begins crying*
Coricopat: *puts a comforting arm around Gus' shoulders and leads him into the house*
Tugger: Cool, I'm dead now! Y'know, that was a long bit of narration…
Mandy: I can't help it, there was only one line in the whole scene. Okay, back to the attic!
(Jemima is sitting on her bed in the attic, staring out the window. Rumple peeks in the door, shying back when she sees Jemima is awake.)
Rumple: Oh…Oi thought yew would be sleepin'…..*she holds out an embroidered pillow* Here, Oi made this for yew…it's a picture of where you used to live.
Mandy: Why did I cast a Cockney Becky? Why?
Jemima: Thank you, Recky….it's beautiful….
Rumple: *pauses a moment* Jemrah, whoi dun yew tell yer stories anymore?
Jemima: *sighs* They're just make believe. They don't mean anything.
Rumple: O', but they've always meant sumpfin to me! There was days Oi thought Oi would doi unless Oi heard yew talk about th' magic!
Mandy: Why…
Jemima: *shaking her head* There is no magic, Recky…
(Rumple looks like her heart has been broken. She stands up and leaves quietly. Jemima stares out her window, not seeing anything, with tears streaming silently down her face.)
Jemima: *whispers* Papa? Can you hear me? I'm so scared, Papa….
Several cats: *sniffle*
Mandy: *sniffles* Now then, we can't have a break after every sappy scene…
Tugger: Why not?
Mandy: *glares and says nothing*
(Scene cuts to Jemima outside, raking leaves, while the rest of the young queens leave for church. Etcetera stops and tugs at Jemima's shawl.)
Etcetera: Jemrah, are you still a princess?
Jemima: Better get back in line, Ettie, or we'll both be in trouble.
Etcetera: Well ARE you?
Jelly: Ettie!
(Etcetera quickly rejoins the line and they all leave. Scene cuts to the streets. Jemima is once again carrying a large basket.)
Mistoffelees: *as a little boy* Here you go, little queen…*hands her a coin* *mutters* One minute I'm a greedy solicitor and the next I'm a generous little kid….
Mandy: Get back in character!
Bombalurina: *acting as Misto's mother* What did I tell you about giving your money away? *waves her paw at Jemima*: Shoo, get out of here!
(Jemima goes into a bakery and buys a hot sticky bun. Just as she is about to eat it, she notices a poor woman with two young children and a baby in her arms. The baby is really a sack of flour wrapped in blankets, but that's not important…)
Mungojerrie: Wait a tic, two kids? We only got one, me!
Sassafrass: Nope, I'm here as a cameo!
(Everyone blinks at her.)
Old D: Um…who are you…?
Sassy: Oh, I'm one of Mandy's friends. She promised me a line.
Old D: Oh. Okay then, proceed.
Grizabella: *bouncing the flour sack baby convincingly while Sassy holds out yellow roses to passerbyers* Would you like to buy a flower? Please, sir, one flower….would you like to buy a flower? Please?
Sassy: Please, would anyone like to buy a flower? *grabs the nearest tom's paw, who just happens to be Munk, his fur still died blue* Please, sir, can I have some bread?
Mandy: Uh, Sass, that isn't in the script…..
Sassy: I know, but I really wanted to say it!
Mandy: Well….um….okay….
Munk: Would you mind letting go of me now? You know this is very unrealistic…I mean, toms with blue fur don't just wander around the streets every day…
Griz: And you think using a flour sack is convincing as a baby?
Mandy: AAARG! Can we please please PLEASE just get on with this??
(Sassy goes back to holding out flowers to anyone who passes, while Mungo stands there shivering, hungrily eyeing the bun Jemima is about to eat. Looking down at the bun, Jemima stands up and walks over to Mungo, handing it to him. He looks to Grizabella to see if it's all right, then eagerly takes a bite as Jemima starts to walk away.)
Grizabella: *to Sassy* Give her a flower……*calls after Jemima* Wait!
Sassy: *hands Jemima one of the yellow roses*
Grizabella: For the princess!
(Jemima smiles and walks away. On her way home, she sticks the rose in the door handles of Gus's house. Coricopat looks out the window at her as she passes.)
Tugger: *yawns* You know, this is REALLY starting to get boring…
Munk: I hate to agree with him….but he's right. Does the plot thicken anywhere around here?
Mandy: Well, Skimbleshanks' character is introduced in a couple of scenes…
Skimble: Mandy, WHY did you change Frances to Skances? I mean, it sounds like something out of a weird sci-fi movie…
Pounce: Skeksis!! You know, Skeksis….the bad guys out of Dark Crystal…
Misto: *clamps a paw over Pouncival's mouth and hisses* SHUSH! Don't give her anymore ideas!!
Munk: Wait a second….didn't we already DO a parody of that?
Tugger: No, that was Labyrinth…….I remember because I had to wear those IMPOSSIBLE pants……
Female kittens: *swoon at the thought*
Mandy: Oy….well, anyway, don't worry about a Dark Crystal parody from me. I haven't seen the movie enough.
(The cats breathe a sigh of relief. Moving right along…the scene changes to the attic room. Jemima is lying in bed, just woken up, when a sudden gust of wind blows the attic doors open, and snow whooshes inside. She stands up and--)
Pouncival: Can we skip this scene? There's no dialogue, and it's rather pointless…
Mandy: It is not! It shows the significance about how Ram Dass and Sarah are both from India, and that's their connection, which comes into play later in the story.
Jemima: Well now that you've said that, can we skip it?
Mandy: *sighs* Okay, okay….Pouncival, get ready.
(Scene changes to Pouncival, wearing a black cap and covered in soot, poking his head and shoulders out of a chimney. He loses his balance and falls back down through it.)
Pouncival: Wh-whooooaaaa!
Jenny: *slightly worriedly* Was that a real cry or a fake one?
Mandy: Eh, doesn't matter, there's pillow at the bottom of that. He's not hurt.
Pounce: *muffled* Speak for yourself….
Jelly: ARG! Look at this, soot ALL over the place! *drags Pouncival out by the ear* And you can FORGET about being PAID this week!
Pouncival: *sets his cap on straight and goes back towards the door, palm outstretched*
Jelly: Oh no you don't! I told you I wouldn't tolerate the slightest bit of soot in this house, and just look at my boot! It's FILTHY! Now get out and stay out, you rotten little BRAT!
Mandy: Uh, Jelly, that's not in the script…
(Jellylorum ignores her. She is REALLY getting way too much into character…anyway, Jemima looks at the buckets of ashes the little chimneysweep left, and a plan starts to form in her head….)
Jelly: Um….we're not using REAL soot in this scene, are we….
Mandy: *says nothing8
Jelly: *looks worried, then grabs a large yellow poncho and puts it on, just in case*
Tugger: Oh, come on, Jelly….you're not supposed to know this is coming….
Jelly: I don't care, I'm not spending the next month trying to scrub soot out of my fur!
(Scene changes again to Jellylorum, still in the poncho, playing a harp in the sitting room. Ashes start to trickle down from the chimney. Frowning, Jelly gets up to investigate….but when she sticks her head in the fireplace to have a look, two full buckets of ashes come down on her.)
Jelly: AaaaaaaaAAAAAACH…..*her shrill screams turn to whining sobs as the scene fades* *mutters* Great, there are ashes IN the raincoat now….
(Scene changes to Jemima and Rumple scrubbing dishes in the kitchen, still giggling over the prank they played. Tumblebrutus takes a pie out of the oven just as Jenny bustles in. She starts to take a taste of the pie when Tumble stops her.)
Tumble: Don't touch that, it's for Mr. Randolph next door! Poor man, his son is missing in action…
Jenny: John? Oh, he was always such a nice boy…
(Jenny goes over to the window and stares outside expectantly. She sees something and lets out a small gasp, hurrying away to act like she wasn't waiting. Skimbleshanks hesitantly pokes his head through the door, carrying several bottles of milk in a tray.)
Skimble: Erm, good mornin'…..wh…where might Miss Amelia be this morning?
Jenny: *bustles in again* Oh, why, hello there Skances! My, you're here early this morning! *looks at him with poorly concealed adoration*
Skimble: *taking off his hat and returning Jenny's gaze* Well, a tom's gotta get up early in the morning….if he wants to have an effect on the world…
Jenny: *leans in a bit closer towards Skimble, still gazing at him in rapture* And what a powerful effect you have, Skances…
(Skimble stands there a moment, his eyes locked with Jenny's, before quickly putting his hat back on his head and leaving with the milk. Jenny picks up yesterday's empty milk bottles and waits. Skimble returns with the milk rather sheepishly, sets it down, and then starts to take the empty bottles from Jenny. She holds on to it for a moment, still gazes at him adoringly, before letting go and shutting the door slowly. She continues to stare out the window after him.)
Jemima and Rumple: *look at each other and start giggling hysterically*
Demeter: Y'know, that WAS kind of cute…
Old D: You know what the really funny part about it is?
Mandy: What?
Old D: That's EXACTLY how Jenny and Skimble acted around each other when they were younger. This is just watching history repeat itself.
(Scene changes to Jemima's old room, which is now occupied by Victoria. Jemima trudges in with a box of firewood.)
Victoria: *brushing her fur, as always* Where have you been?? I've been chilled for almost half an hour. Oh, and don't touch anything with your dirty paws. This is MY room now, and I won't have you messing it up! *sniffs the air* UGH! When was the last time you had a bath??
(Jemima quietly finishes building the fire. She stands up and starts chanting something in a foreign language, dancing around Victoria's bed.)
Victoria: What are you doing? I…I don't believe in this! Stop it! STOP IT, I say!
(Jemima stops)
Victoria: What did you just do?
Jemima: *casually* Oh, just a little curse I learned from a witch back in India…
Victoria: Curse? Ha! ………what kind of.….curse?
Jemima: *off-handedly* Oh, you'll see. But I wouldn't brush my fur as much if I were you…
(Jemima exits, leaving Victoria looking at her brush, horrified at Jemima's words.)
Tumble: Is it just me, or is Victoria VERY well suited for this part..
Victoria: Oh shut up, MABEL.
Mandy: *shrugs, then whispers to Tumblebrutus* I did a lot of typecasting with the main characters….
Skimble: I still don't understand WHY we're doing this…
Mandy: Well, actually, it's because of you.
Skimble: What?? What did I have to do with this?
Mandy: Well….I was watching The Little Princess one night, and Frances, the milkman, reminded me of you. So I thought "Hey…wouldn't that be a neat parody?"
(Several cats look about ready to kill Skimble.)
Skimble: *whimpers* Mother….
(Scene changes to Jemima's attic room. The door creaks open, and Electra peeks in shyly.)
Electra: Oh….is this where you live?
Jemima: You shouldn't be here, Ermentra! It's too dangerous!
Electra: Jemrah, why don't you like me anymore? Did I do something wrong?
Jemima: No, of course not! I just thought you wouldn't want me for a friend now that……now that things are different….
Electra: I'm sure you could do just fine without me, but I can't get along without you!
Jemima: *touches Electra's cheek with her paw* Oh, Ermentra, I should have known you wouldn't be like the others…
Tugger: Pardon me while I go get reacquainted with my breakfast….
Electra: *hears a knock on the wall* What's that??
Jemima: One knock means I'm here….*she goes over to the wall* Two knocks means all is well…*knocks on the wall three times*
Old D: *sings* Knock three times on the ceiling if you love me!
Gus: *joins in* Twice on the pipe if the answer is no!
Mandy: Hey, I know that song!
Younger cats: *blink at her*
Pounce: Exactly what century were you born in?
Mandy: Okay, so I happen to like oldies.
Jemima: AHEM! I wasn't FINISHED! *gets back into character* Three times means the coast is clear, the evil Minchinweed is asleep!
(Rumpleteazer proceeds to enter through a loose board in the wall. However, her tail gets caught when she lets the board swing back into place.)
Rumple: YOW!
Mandy: Shh, just ignore it, we're not far away from a break….
Bustopher: Good, I'm famished!
Jelly: Why does that not surprise me….
Electra: Hi Recky. Jemrah, will you tell us what happens to Prince Ramastrap?
(On one side of the stage, the scene Jemima's narrating is being acted out.)
Jemima: The smoke from the arrows slowly cleared…
Mandy: We need a fog machine for this show…
Jemima: *clears throat, then continues* Only to reveal Ramastrap lying dead on the ground.
Rumple and Electra: Oh no!
Munkustrap: *monotonously* Oh. Look. I am dead.
Mandy: HUSH!
Jemima: But then, the gazelle-
Pounce: When did we get a gazelle?
Mandy: We didn't…*points to Mungojerrie with antlers taped to his head*
Jemima: AHEM! THEN THE GAZELLE laid down beside Ramastrap, giving him his own life!!
Mungo: *falls down in a heap*
Munkustrap: *rising* Um….could someone please tell me what the point of this whole side-plot is?
Mandy: It's symbolizing that Sarah's father isn't really dead!
Cats who haven't read the script: He ISN'T?
Mandy: *cries brokenly into Jelly's shoulder*
Jelly: There, there, dear…
(All the other cats run away while Mandy isn't paying attention. She looks up and sighs.)
Mandy: Jelly, go on after them…the scene changes here anyway…..it's not a very good place for a break, but we might as well.
The Little Princess: Part Four
(Everyone comes back from the break, their eyes dry.)
Mandy: *cheerfully* Okay, let's do this thing!
Munkustrap: Do we REALLY have to? I mean, the whole thing gets really depressing after this….
Tugger: How would YOU know?
Munkustrap: Unlike some toms I know, I actually read the script. *mutters* Well, most of it, anyway…
Mandy: Look, we've come THIS far with it, why don't we just go ahead and finish it out? Please?
Jemima: Wait a second…this skips around a LOT. Can't we just skip some of these scenes?
Victoria: Hey, I like my cruel scene that comes up….even though it has no dialogue….….
Mandy: Well….Jemima's right. It's going to be really hard to get all these scene changes in, and there isn't a lot of point to them…..we'll skip to the market scene, it's short.
(Jemima is carrying a large basket filled with groceries through the streets. A sudden gust of wind whisks her shawl off her shoulders, and she runs after it. It stops at Coricopat's feet. She picks up the shawl and stands facing him, recognizing he is from India and sort of servant to the rich Mr. Randolph, who is standing outside his door. Some men dressed in uniforms are standing there, holding out a slip of paper.)
Gus: No…no, not John! John…*he begins crying*
Coricopat: *puts a comforting arm around Gus' shoulders and leads him into the house*
Tugger: Cool, I'm dead now! Y'know, that was a long bit of narration…
Mandy: I can't help it, there was only one line in the whole scene. Okay, back to the attic!
(Jemima is sitting on her bed in the attic, staring out the window. Rumple peeks in the door, shying back when she sees Jemima is awake.)
Rumple: Oh…Oi thought yew would be sleepin'…..*she holds out an embroidered pillow* Here, Oi made this for yew…it's a picture of where you used to live.
Mandy: Why did I cast a Cockney Becky? Why?
Jemima: Thank you, Recky….it's beautiful….
Rumple: *pauses a moment* Jemrah, whoi dun yew tell yer stories anymore?
Jemima: *sighs* They're just make believe. They don't mean anything.
Rumple: O', but they've always meant sumpfin to me! There was days Oi thought Oi would doi unless Oi heard yew talk about th' magic!
Mandy: Why…
Jemima: *shaking her head* There is no magic, Recky…
(Rumple looks like her heart has been broken. She stands up and leaves quietly. Jemima stares out her window, not seeing anything, with tears streaming silently down her face.)
Jemima: *whispers* Papa? Can you hear me? I'm so scared, Papa….
Several cats: *sniffle*
Mandy: *sniffles* Now then, we can't have a break after every sappy scene…
Tugger: Why not?
Mandy: *glares and says nothing*
(Scene cuts to Jemima outside, raking leaves, while the rest of the young queens leave for church. Etcetera stops and tugs at Jemima's shawl.)
Etcetera: Jemrah, are you still a princess?
Jemima: Better get back in line, Ettie, or we'll both be in trouble.
Etcetera: Well ARE you?
Jelly: Ettie!
(Etcetera quickly rejoins the line and they all leave. Scene cuts to the streets. Jemima is once again carrying a large basket.)
Mistoffelees: *as a little boy* Here you go, little queen…*hands her a coin* *mutters* One minute I'm a greedy solicitor and the next I'm a generous little kid….
Mandy: Get back in character!
Bombalurina: *acting as Misto's mother* What did I tell you about giving your money away? *waves her paw at Jemima*: Shoo, get out of here!
(Jemima goes into a bakery and buys a hot sticky bun. Just as she is about to eat it, she notices a poor woman with two young children and a baby in her arms. The baby is really a sack of flour wrapped in blankets, but that's not important…)
Mungojerrie: Wait a tic, two kids? We only got one, me!
Sassafrass: Nope, I'm here as a cameo!
(Everyone blinks at her.)
Old D: Um…who are you…?
Sassy: Oh, I'm one of Mandy's friends. She promised me a line.
Old D: Oh. Okay then, proceed.
Grizabella: *bouncing the flour sack baby convincingly while Sassy holds out yellow roses to passerbyers* Would you like to buy a flower? Please, sir, one flower….would you like to buy a flower? Please?
Sassy: Please, would anyone like to buy a flower? *grabs the nearest tom's paw, who just happens to be Munk, his fur still died blue* Please, sir, can I have some bread?
Mandy: Uh, Sass, that isn't in the script…..
Sassy: I know, but I really wanted to say it!
Mandy: Well….um….okay….
Munk: Would you mind letting go of me now? You know this is very unrealistic…I mean, toms with blue fur don't just wander around the streets every day…
Griz: And you think using a flour sack is convincing as a baby?
Mandy: AAARG! Can we please please PLEASE just get on with this??
(Sassy goes back to holding out flowers to anyone who passes, while Mungo stands there shivering, hungrily eyeing the bun Jemima is about to eat. Looking down at the bun, Jemima stands up and walks over to Mungo, handing it to him. He looks to Grizabella to see if it's all right, then eagerly takes a bite as Jemima starts to walk away.)
Grizabella: *to Sassy* Give her a flower……*calls after Jemima* Wait!
Sassy: *hands Jemima one of the yellow roses*
Grizabella: For the princess!
(Jemima smiles and walks away. On her way home, she sticks the rose in the door handles of Gus's house. Coricopat looks out the window at her as she passes.)
Tugger: *yawns* You know, this is REALLY starting to get boring…
Munk: I hate to agree with him….but he's right. Does the plot thicken anywhere around here?
Mandy: Well, Skimbleshanks' character is introduced in a couple of scenes…
Skimble: Mandy, WHY did you change Frances to Skances? I mean, it sounds like something out of a weird sci-fi movie…
Pounce: Skeksis!! You know, Skeksis….the bad guys out of Dark Crystal…
Misto: *clamps a paw over Pouncival's mouth and hisses* SHUSH! Don't give her anymore ideas!!
Munk: Wait a second….didn't we already DO a parody of that?
Tugger: No, that was Labyrinth…….I remember because I had to wear those IMPOSSIBLE pants……
Female kittens: *swoon at the thought*
Mandy: Oy….well, anyway, don't worry about a Dark Crystal parody from me. I haven't seen the movie enough.
(The cats breathe a sigh of relief. Moving right along…the scene changes to the attic room. Jemima is lying in bed, just woken up, when a sudden gust of wind blows the attic doors open, and snow whooshes inside. She stands up and--)
Pouncival: Can we skip this scene? There's no dialogue, and it's rather pointless…
Mandy: It is not! It shows the significance about how Ram Dass and Sarah are both from India, and that's their connection, which comes into play later in the story.
Jemima: Well now that you've said that, can we skip it?
Mandy: *sighs* Okay, okay….Pouncival, get ready.
(Scene changes to Pouncival, wearing a black cap and covered in soot, poking his head and shoulders out of a chimney. He loses his balance and falls back down through it.)
Pouncival: Wh-whooooaaaa!
Jenny: *slightly worriedly* Was that a real cry or a fake one?
Mandy: Eh, doesn't matter, there's pillow at the bottom of that. He's not hurt.
Pounce: *muffled* Speak for yourself….
Jelly: ARG! Look at this, soot ALL over the place! *drags Pouncival out by the ear* And you can FORGET about being PAID this week!
Pouncival: *sets his cap on straight and goes back towards the door, palm outstretched*
Jelly: Oh no you don't! I told you I wouldn't tolerate the slightest bit of soot in this house, and just look at my boot! It's FILTHY! Now get out and stay out, you rotten little BRAT!
Mandy: Uh, Jelly, that's not in the script…
(Jellylorum ignores her. She is REALLY getting way too much into character…anyway, Jemima looks at the buckets of ashes the little chimneysweep left, and a plan starts to form in her head….)
Jelly: Um….we're not using REAL soot in this scene, are we….
Mandy: *says nothing8
Jelly: *looks worried, then grabs a large yellow poncho and puts it on, just in case*
Tugger: Oh, come on, Jelly….you're not supposed to know this is coming….
Jelly: I don't care, I'm not spending the next month trying to scrub soot out of my fur!
(Scene changes again to Jellylorum, still in the poncho, playing a harp in the sitting room. Ashes start to trickle down from the chimney. Frowning, Jelly gets up to investigate….but when she sticks her head in the fireplace to have a look, two full buckets of ashes come down on her.)
Jelly: AaaaaaaaAAAAAACH…..*her shrill screams turn to whining sobs as the scene fades* *mutters* Great, there are ashes IN the raincoat now….
(Scene changes to Jemima and Rumple scrubbing dishes in the kitchen, still giggling over the prank they played. Tumblebrutus takes a pie out of the oven just as Jenny bustles in. She starts to take a taste of the pie when Tumble stops her.)
Tumble: Don't touch that, it's for Mr. Randolph next door! Poor man, his son is missing in action…
Jenny: John? Oh, he was always such a nice boy…
(Jenny goes over to the window and stares outside expectantly. She sees something and lets out a small gasp, hurrying away to act like she wasn't waiting. Skimbleshanks hesitantly pokes his head through the door, carrying several bottles of milk in a tray.)
Skimble: Erm, good mornin'…..wh…where might Miss Amelia be this morning?
Jenny: *bustles in again* Oh, why, hello there Skances! My, you're here early this morning! *looks at him with poorly concealed adoration*
Skimble: *taking off his hat and returning Jenny's gaze* Well, a tom's gotta get up early in the morning….if he wants to have an effect on the world…
Jenny: *leans in a bit closer towards Skimble, still gazing at him in rapture* And what a powerful effect you have, Skances…
(Skimble stands there a moment, his eyes locked with Jenny's, before quickly putting his hat back on his head and leaving with the milk. Jenny picks up yesterday's empty milk bottles and waits. Skimble returns with the milk rather sheepishly, sets it down, and then starts to take the empty bottles from Jenny. She holds on to it for a moment, still gazes at him adoringly, before letting go and shutting the door slowly. She continues to stare out the window after him.)
Jemima and Rumple: *look at each other and start giggling hysterically*
Demeter: Y'know, that WAS kind of cute…
Old D: You know what the really funny part about it is?
Mandy: What?
Old D: That's EXACTLY how Jenny and Skimble acted around each other when they were younger. This is just watching history repeat itself.
(Scene changes to Jemima's old room, which is now occupied by Victoria. Jemima trudges in with a box of firewood.)
Victoria: *brushing her fur, as always* Where have you been?? I've been chilled for almost half an hour. Oh, and don't touch anything with your dirty paws. This is MY room now, and I won't have you messing it up! *sniffs the air* UGH! When was the last time you had a bath??
(Jemima quietly finishes building the fire. She stands up and starts chanting something in a foreign language, dancing around Victoria's bed.)
Victoria: What are you doing? I…I don't believe in this! Stop it! STOP IT, I say!
(Jemima stops)
Victoria: What did you just do?
Jemima: *casually* Oh, just a little curse I learned from a witch back in India…
Victoria: Curse? Ha! ………what kind of.….curse?
Jemima: *off-handedly* Oh, you'll see. But I wouldn't brush my fur as much if I were you…
(Jemima exits, leaving Victoria looking at her brush, horrified at Jemima's words.)
Tumble: Is it just me, or is Victoria VERY well suited for this part..
Victoria: Oh shut up, MABEL.
Mandy: *shrugs, then whispers to Tumblebrutus* I did a lot of typecasting with the main characters….
Skimble: I still don't understand WHY we're doing this…
Mandy: Well, actually, it's because of you.
Skimble: What?? What did I have to do with this?
Mandy: Well….I was watching The Little Princess one night, and Frances, the milkman, reminded me of you. So I thought "Hey…wouldn't that be a neat parody?"
(Several cats look about ready to kill Skimble.)
Skimble: *whimpers* Mother….
(Scene changes to Jemima's attic room. The door creaks open, and Electra peeks in shyly.)
Electra: Oh….is this where you live?
Jemima: You shouldn't be here, Ermentra! It's too dangerous!
Electra: Jemrah, why don't you like me anymore? Did I do something wrong?
Jemima: No, of course not! I just thought you wouldn't want me for a friend now that……now that things are different….
Electra: I'm sure you could do just fine without me, but I can't get along without you!
Jemima: *touches Electra's cheek with her paw* Oh, Ermentra, I should have known you wouldn't be like the others…
Tugger: Pardon me while I go get reacquainted with my breakfast….
Electra: *hears a knock on the wall* What's that??
Jemima: One knock means I'm here….*she goes over to the wall* Two knocks means all is well…*knocks on the wall three times*
Old D: *sings* Knock three times on the ceiling if you love me!
Gus: *joins in* Twice on the pipe if the answer is no!
Mandy: Hey, I know that song!
Younger cats: *blink at her*
Pounce: Exactly what century were you born in?
Mandy: Okay, so I happen to like oldies.
Jemima: AHEM! I wasn't FINISHED! *gets back into character* Three times means the coast is clear, the evil Minchinweed is asleep!
(Rumpleteazer proceeds to enter through a loose board in the wall. However, her tail gets caught when she lets the board swing back into place.)
Rumple: YOW!
Mandy: Shh, just ignore it, we're not far away from a break….
Bustopher: Good, I'm famished!
Jelly: Why does that not surprise me….
Electra: Hi Recky. Jemrah, will you tell us what happens to Prince Ramastrap?
(On one side of the stage, the scene Jemima's narrating is being acted out.)
Jemima: The smoke from the arrows slowly cleared…
Mandy: We need a fog machine for this show…
Jemima: *clears throat, then continues* Only to reveal Ramastrap lying dead on the ground.
Rumple and Electra: Oh no!
Munkustrap: *monotonously* Oh. Look. I am dead.
Mandy: HUSH!
Jemima: But then, the gazelle-
Pounce: When did we get a gazelle?
Mandy: We didn't…*points to Mungojerrie with antlers taped to his head*
Jemima: AHEM! THEN THE GAZELLE laid down beside Ramastrap, giving him his own life!!
Mungo: *falls down in a heap*
Munkustrap: *rising* Um….could someone please tell me what the point of this whole side-plot is?
Mandy: It's symbolizing that Sarah's father isn't really dead!
Cats who haven't read the script: He ISN'T?
Mandy: *cries brokenly into Jelly's shoulder*
Jelly: There, there, dear…
(All the other cats run away while Mandy isn't paying attention. She looks up and sighs.)
Mandy: Jelly, go on after them…the scene changes here anyway…..it's not a very good place for a break, but we might as well.