A.N: Hi this is one of my first fanfics, which is based on my sleeping
beauty. I'd also like to thank my friends Ruth, Jamie, rogue151, and many
other people for helping me with this fanfic!
Hehe I change my disclaimer thingy.Thanks rogue77 for all those
reviews..your so nice
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Kurt:
Vho are you, vhat's your name?
Kitty:
Hmm? Oh, my name. Why, it's, it's ... Oh no, no, I can't, I ... Goodbye!
[runs off]
Kurt:
But when will I see you again?
Kitty:
Oh like never, never!
Kurt:
Never?
Kitty:
Well, maybe like someday.
Kurt:
Vhen, tomorrow?
Kitty:
Oh no, this evening.
Kurt:
Vhere?
Kitty:
At the cottage, in the glen.
[Inside the cottage. Jean ist lighting the candles on the cake, which starts to melt down. She tries to hold it with a broom]
Jean:
Well, what do you think of it?
[Storm is still standing as a dolly in a bad joke of a dress]
Rogue:
Why, it's a very unusual cake, isn't it? Jean:
Yes. Of course it'll be much stiffer after it's bake.
Rogue:
Of course, dear. What do you think of the dress?
Jean:
Well, it's not exactly the way it is in the book, is it?
Rogue:
Well, Ah improved a bit! But perhaps if Ah added few more ruffolds? What
do you think?
Jean:
I think so. What do you think, Storm?
Storm:
[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 Kitty, and what
she'll think of this mess. I still think what I thunk before. I'm going
to get those wands. [going off]
Jean:
You know, I think she's right.
Storm:
Here they are, good as new.
Jean:
Careful, Storm! Quick, lock the doors. Rogue, you close the windows.
Pluck up every cranny, We can't take any chances! And now I'll take care
of the cake,
Storm:
While I ...
Rogue:
Clean the room, dear, And Ah'll make the dress. Well, hurry!
[Storm shortly gets angry but then starts cleaning up]
Storm:
Come on, bucket, mob, broom, Rogue says, clean up the room! [they
immediately start to sweep everything clean]
Rogue:
And now to make a lovely dress, fit the grace of fair princess. [works
another sheet of black cloth with her wand]
Jean:
Eggs, flour, milk, [the ingredients come walking] just do it the way it's
here in the book. I'll put on the candles. [the cake starts to bake
itself]
Everything proceeds smoothly and quickly, but then Storm sees the dress]
Storm:
Oh no, not black. Make it blue with suns on. [she makes it blue with suns
on]
Rogue:
Storm! Make it black. [she makes it black]
Storm:
blue with suns on. [makes it blue with suns on]
Rogue:
Black. [makes it black]
Storm:
blue with suns on. [this time Rogue stands before the dress and gets blue
with suns on herself]
[They start fighting over the color. The camera turns to the fireplace, where blazes of color go through the chimney. We see the house from the outside, and Wanda's pet raven (mystique), who sees the fireworks. 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] (A,n "Jubes stop it..I don't want fireworks in my fanfic so go already!")
Rogue:
Look what you've done!
Jean:
Shh, listen! [we hear Kitty humming 'once upon a dream']
Storm:
It's Kitty!
Rogue:
She's back, enough of this foolishness.
Rogue:
[at the dress] Make it black. [makes it black] Now hide, quick.
Storm:
blue with suns on. [makes it blue with suns on]
[outside, Kitty hurries toward the house]
Kitty:
And Rogue,
[inside, the mob is still sweeping the floor]
Rogue:
Good gracious, who left the mob running?
Storm:
Stop, mob!
[Kitty opens the door and enters. Wanda's raven appears in the door]
Kitty:
And Rogue, Jean, Storm! Where like is everybody? [sees dress and cake]
Oh!
Fairies:
Surprise, surprise!
Jean:
Happy birthday!
Kitty:
Oh you darlings, this is like the happiest day of my life. Everything's
so wonderful, just wait till you meet him.
Jean:
Him?
Storm:
Kitty!
Rogue:
You've met some stranger?
Kitty:
Oh he's not a stranger, we've met before.
Rogue:
You have?
Storm:
Where?
Kitty:
Once upon a dream! [starts singing, and dances with Jean]
I know you
I walked with you
Once upon a dream ...
Jean:
She's in love.
Storm:
Oh no.
Rogue:
This is terrible!
Kitty:
[startled] Why? After all, I am sixteen.
Rogue:
It isn't that, dear.
Jean:
You're already betrothed.
Kitty:
Betrothed?
Storm:
Since the day you were born.
Jean:
To prince Kurt, dear.
Kitty:
But that's impossible! How could I marry a prince, I'd have to be ...
Storm:
A princess.
Jean:
And you are dear!
Rogue:
Princess Kitty. Tonight, we're taking you back to your father, King Eric.
[the raven flies off]
Kitty:
But, but like I can't! He's coming here tonight, I promised to meet him.
Rogue:
I'm sorry, child, but you must never see that young man again.
Kitty:
Oh, no, no! I can't believe it. No, no!
[Kitty runs upward to her room]
Storm:
And we thought she'd be so happy.
[Kitty lies on her bed, crying] [Eric castle. He's standing at the window, looking outside. Xaiver is with him, eating]
Eric:
[sighs] No sign of her yet, Xaiver.
Xaiver:
'course not. Good half hour 'till sunset. [takes a bite] Ah, excellent
bird! [looks at Eric] Oh now, come on, wake up, battle's over, girl's as
good as here.
Eric:
I'm sorry, Xaiver, but after sixteen years of worrying, never knowing ...
Xaiver:
The past, all in the past. [claps his hands. The Lackey arrives with a
bottle of wine] Tonight, we toast to future with something i've been
saving for sixteen years. [fills two glasses] Here, to the future!
Eric:
Right, Xaiver, to the future!
Xaiver:
Skumps!
Eric:
Skumps
Xaiver:
A toast to this knight
Eric:
The outlook is rosy
Xaiver:
The future is bright
Both:
Our children will marry
Our kingdoms unite
Skumps, Skumps, Skumps!
Xaiver:
Ah, excellent vintage. And now, to the new home, ey?
Eric:
New home?
Xaiver:
Children need a nest of their own, what? Place to raise their little
brood, ey?
Eric:
Well, I suppose in time ...
Xaiver:
Of course. To the home! Skumps!
Eric:
Skumps!
Xaiver:
A toast to the home
Eric:
One grander by far than
a palace in Rome
Xaiver:
Let me fill up your glass, That glass was all foam.
Both:
Skumps, Skumps, Skumps!
Xaiver:
[claps his hands] The plans! [servant holds a castle's plan in front of
Eric face] Well, what do you think? Nothing elaborate, of course. Forty
bedrooms, Dining hall, Honeymoon cottage, really.
Eric:
You mean, you're building it already?
Xaiver:
Built man! Finished. The love-birds can move in tomorrow.
Eric:
Tomorrow? But Xaiver, they're not even married yet.
Xaiver:
Take care of that tonight. To the wedding!
Eric:
Now hold on, Xaiver. I haven't even seen my daughter yet, and you're
taking her away from me.
Xaiver:
Getting my Kurt aren't you?
Eric:
Yes, but ...
Xaiver:
Want to see our grandchildren, don't we?
Eric:
Of course, but ...
Xaiver:
There's no time to lose! Getting on in years. To the wedding!
Eric:
Now be reasonable, Xaiver. After all, Kitty knows nothing about this.
Xaiver:
Well?
Eric:
Well, it may come as quite a shock ...
Xaiver:
Shock? My Kurt a shock? [angry] What's wrong with my Kurt?
Eric:
Nothing, Xaiver. I only meant ...
Xaiver:
Why, doesn't your daughter like my son
Eric:
Now, now ... I'm not so sure my son likes your daughter!
Eric:
Now, see here ...
Xaiver:
I'm not so sure my grandchildren want You for a grandfather
Eric:
Why, you unreasonable, pompous, blustering, old windbag!
Xaiver:
Unreasonable, pompous ... [grabs a fish and holds it like a sword] En
garde, sir! Eric:
I warn you, Xaiver, this means war. [uses a plate as a shield] [they start to fight, fish against plate. then abruptly break into laughter]
Xaiver:
What's this all about anyway?
Eric:
Nothing Xaiver, absolutely nothing.
Xaiver:
The children are bound to fall in love with each other.
Eric:
Precisely. And as for grandchildren, I'll have the royal woodcarvers
start work on the cradle tomorrow.
Xaiver:
Splendid! King size, of course.
Eric:
Certainly. To the woodcarver's guild!
[we hear an announcement outside]
Announcer:
His royal highness, Prince Kurt
Xaiver:
Kurt? [runs downward to meet him]
[Before the castle. Kurt arrives on his horse]
Xaiver:
Kurt! Kurt! Kurt, hold, Kurt! [Kurt holds, Xaiver runs to him] Hurry,
boy, hurry, and change in something suitable. Can't meet your future
bride looking like that.
Kurt:
Vell, I have met her, father.
Xaiver:
You have? where?
Kurt:
Once upon a dream. [starts to sing, lifts his father and starts to dance
with him]
Xaiver:
Oh Kurt, stop it, stop that, why, Kurt, Put me down! [Kurt puts him down]
Now, what's all this dream nonsense?
Kurt:
It vasn't a dream, father. I really did meet her!
Xaiver:
Princess Kitty? Good heavens, we must tell Eric! Why this is the most ...
Kurt:
I didn't say it vas Kitty.
Xaiver:
You most certainly did, you said ...
Kurt:
I said I met the girl I vas going to marry. I don't know who she vas, a
peasant girl I suppose.
Xaiver:
A peasant g-g-girl? You're going to marry a ... Why Kurt, you're joking!
[to Samson] isn't he? [Samson shakes his head] You can't do this to me!
Give up the throne, the kingdom, for some, some nobody? By Harry, I won't
have it. You're a prince, and you're going to marry a princess!
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Kurt:
Vho are you, vhat's your name?
Kitty:
Hmm? Oh, my name. Why, it's, it's ... Oh no, no, I can't, I ... Goodbye!
[runs off]
Kurt:
But when will I see you again?
Kitty:
Oh like never, never!
Kurt:
Never?
Kitty:
Well, maybe like someday.
Kurt:
Vhen, tomorrow?
Kitty:
Oh no, this evening.
Kurt:
Vhere?
Kitty:
At the cottage, in the glen.
[Inside the cottage. Jean ist lighting the candles on the cake, which starts to melt down. She tries to hold it with a broom]
Jean:
Well, what do you think of it?
[Storm is still standing as a dolly in a bad joke of a dress]
Rogue:
Why, it's a very unusual cake, isn't it? Jean:
Yes. Of course it'll be much stiffer after it's bake.
Rogue:
Of course, dear. What do you think of the dress?
Jean:
Well, it's not exactly the way it is in the book, is it?
Rogue:
Well, Ah improved a bit! But perhaps if Ah added few more ruffolds? What
do you think?
Jean:
I think so. What do you think, Storm?
Storm:
[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 Kitty, and what
she'll think of this mess. I still think what I thunk before. I'm going
to get those wands. [going off]
Jean:
You know, I think she's right.
Storm:
Here they are, good as new.
Jean:
Careful, Storm! Quick, lock the doors. Rogue, you close the windows.
Pluck up every cranny, We can't take any chances! And now I'll take care
of the cake,
Storm:
While I ...
Rogue:
Clean the room, dear, And Ah'll make the dress. Well, hurry!
[Storm shortly gets angry but then starts cleaning up]
Storm:
Come on, bucket, mob, broom, Rogue says, clean up the room! [they
immediately start to sweep everything clean]
Rogue:
And now to make a lovely dress, fit the grace of fair princess. [works
another sheet of black cloth with her wand]
Jean:
Eggs, flour, milk, [the ingredients come walking] just do it the way it's
here in the book. I'll put on the candles. [the cake starts to bake
itself]
Everything proceeds smoothly and quickly, but then Storm sees the dress]
Storm:
Oh no, not black. Make it blue with suns on. [she makes it blue with suns
on]
Rogue:
Storm! Make it black. [she makes it black]
Storm:
blue with suns on. [makes it blue with suns on]
Rogue:
Black. [makes it black]
Storm:
blue with suns on. [this time Rogue stands before the dress and gets blue
with suns on herself]
[They start fighting over the color. The camera turns to the fireplace, where blazes of color go through the chimney. We see the house from the outside, and Wanda's pet raven (mystique), who sees the fireworks. 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] (A,n "Jubes stop it..I don't want fireworks in my fanfic so go already!")
Rogue:
Look what you've done!
Jean:
Shh, listen! [we hear Kitty humming 'once upon a dream']
Storm:
It's Kitty!
Rogue:
She's back, enough of this foolishness.
Rogue:
[at the dress] Make it black. [makes it black] Now hide, quick.
Storm:
blue with suns on. [makes it blue with suns on]
[outside, Kitty hurries toward the house]
Kitty:
And Rogue,
[inside, the mob is still sweeping the floor]
Rogue:
Good gracious, who left the mob running?
Storm:
Stop, mob!
[Kitty opens the door and enters. Wanda's raven appears in the door]
Kitty:
And Rogue, Jean, Storm! Where like is everybody? [sees dress and cake]
Oh!
Fairies:
Surprise, surprise!
Jean:
Happy birthday!
Kitty:
Oh you darlings, this is like the happiest day of my life. Everything's
so wonderful, just wait till you meet him.
Jean:
Him?
Storm:
Kitty!
Rogue:
You've met some stranger?
Kitty:
Oh he's not a stranger, we've met before.
Rogue:
You have?
Storm:
Where?
Kitty:
Once upon a dream! [starts singing, and dances with Jean]
I know you
I walked with you
Once upon a dream ...
Jean:
She's in love.
Storm:
Oh no.
Rogue:
This is terrible!
Kitty:
[startled] Why? After all, I am sixteen.
Rogue:
It isn't that, dear.
Jean:
You're already betrothed.
Kitty:
Betrothed?
Storm:
Since the day you were born.
Jean:
To prince Kurt, dear.
Kitty:
But that's impossible! How could I marry a prince, I'd have to be ...
Storm:
A princess.
Jean:
And you are dear!
Rogue:
Princess Kitty. Tonight, we're taking you back to your father, King Eric.
[the raven flies off]
Kitty:
But, but like I can't! He's coming here tonight, I promised to meet him.
Rogue:
I'm sorry, child, but you must never see that young man again.
Kitty:
Oh, no, no! I can't believe it. No, no!
[Kitty runs upward to her room]
Storm:
And we thought she'd be so happy.
[Kitty lies on her bed, crying] [Eric castle. He's standing at the window, looking outside. Xaiver is with him, eating]
Eric:
[sighs] No sign of her yet, Xaiver.
Xaiver:
'course not. Good half hour 'till sunset. [takes a bite] Ah, excellent
bird! [looks at Eric] Oh now, come on, wake up, battle's over, girl's as
good as here.
Eric:
I'm sorry, Xaiver, but after sixteen years of worrying, never knowing ...
Xaiver:
The past, all in the past. [claps his hands. The Lackey arrives with a
bottle of wine] Tonight, we toast to future with something i've been
saving for sixteen years. [fills two glasses] Here, to the future!
Eric:
Right, Xaiver, to the future!
Xaiver:
Skumps!
Eric:
Skumps
Xaiver:
A toast to this knight
Eric:
The outlook is rosy
Xaiver:
The future is bright
Both:
Our children will marry
Our kingdoms unite
Skumps, Skumps, Skumps!
Xaiver:
Ah, excellent vintage. And now, to the new home, ey?
Eric:
New home?
Xaiver:
Children need a nest of their own, what? Place to raise their little
brood, ey?
Eric:
Well, I suppose in time ...
Xaiver:
Of course. To the home! Skumps!
Eric:
Skumps!
Xaiver:
A toast to the home
Eric:
One grander by far than
a palace in Rome
Xaiver:
Let me fill up your glass, That glass was all foam.
Both:
Skumps, Skumps, Skumps!
Xaiver:
[claps his hands] The plans! [servant holds a castle's plan in front of
Eric face] Well, what do you think? Nothing elaborate, of course. Forty
bedrooms, Dining hall, Honeymoon cottage, really.
Eric:
You mean, you're building it already?
Xaiver:
Built man! Finished. The love-birds can move in tomorrow.
Eric:
Tomorrow? But Xaiver, they're not even married yet.
Xaiver:
Take care of that tonight. To the wedding!
Eric:
Now hold on, Xaiver. I haven't even seen my daughter yet, and you're
taking her away from me.
Xaiver:
Getting my Kurt aren't you?
Eric:
Yes, but ...
Xaiver:
Want to see our grandchildren, don't we?
Eric:
Of course, but ...
Xaiver:
There's no time to lose! Getting on in years. To the wedding!
Eric:
Now be reasonable, Xaiver. After all, Kitty knows nothing about this.
Xaiver:
Well?
Eric:
Well, it may come as quite a shock ...
Xaiver:
Shock? My Kurt a shock? [angry] What's wrong with my Kurt?
Eric:
Nothing, Xaiver. I only meant ...
Xaiver:
Why, doesn't your daughter like my son
Eric:
Now, now ... I'm not so sure my son likes your daughter!
Eric:
Now, see here ...
Xaiver:
I'm not so sure my grandchildren want You for a grandfather
Eric:
Why, you unreasonable, pompous, blustering, old windbag!
Xaiver:
Unreasonable, pompous ... [grabs a fish and holds it like a sword] En
garde, sir! Eric:
I warn you, Xaiver, this means war. [uses a plate as a shield] [they start to fight, fish against plate. then abruptly break into laughter]
Xaiver:
What's this all about anyway?
Eric:
Nothing Xaiver, absolutely nothing.
Xaiver:
The children are bound to fall in love with each other.
Eric:
Precisely. And as for grandchildren, I'll have the royal woodcarvers
start work on the cradle tomorrow.
Xaiver:
Splendid! King size, of course.
Eric:
Certainly. To the woodcarver's guild!
[we hear an announcement outside]
Announcer:
His royal highness, Prince Kurt
Xaiver:
Kurt? [runs downward to meet him]
[Before the castle. Kurt arrives on his horse]
Xaiver:
Kurt! Kurt! Kurt, hold, Kurt! [Kurt holds, Xaiver runs to him] Hurry,
boy, hurry, and change in something suitable. Can't meet your future
bride looking like that.
Kurt:
Vell, I have met her, father.
Xaiver:
You have? where?
Kurt:
Once upon a dream. [starts to sing, lifts his father and starts to dance
with him]
Xaiver:
Oh Kurt, stop it, stop that, why, Kurt, Put me down! [Kurt puts him down]
Now, what's all this dream nonsense?
Kurt:
It vasn't a dream, father. I really did meet her!
Xaiver:
Princess Kitty? Good heavens, we must tell Eric! Why this is the most ...
Kurt:
I didn't say it vas Kitty.
Xaiver:
You most certainly did, you said ...
Kurt:
I said I met the girl I vas going to marry. I don't know who she vas, a
peasant girl I suppose.
Xaiver:
A peasant g-g-girl? You're going to marry a ... Why Kurt, you're joking!
[to Samson] isn't he? [Samson shakes his head] You can't do this to me!
Give up the throne, the kingdom, for some, some nobody? By Harry, I won't
have it. You're a prince, and you're going to marry a princess!
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