Many thanks to my reviewers, and as for the spelling, I just went with what the script already had, and my spell-checker didn't tell me to change it, so I have no idea. - MKR

Chapter 3: The Plan

Narrator: But King Albert, still fearful of his daughter's life, did then and there decree that every spinning wheel in the kingdom should on that very day be burnt. So it was done.

[The fairies alone in the castle, drinking tea]

Anna: Silly fiddle faddle! Killer fire though.

Jaclyn: Now, come have a nice cup of tea, dear. I'm sure it'll work out somehow.

Madelynne: Well, a bonfire won't stop Maleficent.

Anna: Of course not. But what will?

Jaclyn: Well, perhaps if we reason with her.

Anna: Reason?

Madelynne: With Maleficent? You've got to be kidding me.

Jaclyn: Well, she can't be all bad.

Anna: Oh, yes, she can.

Madelynne: I'd like to turn her into a fat ole hoptoad!

Jaclyn: Now, dear, that isn't a very nice thing to say. Besides, do you even know what a hoptoad is?

Madelynne: Yes I do. It's what I want to turn her into.

Anna: Besides, we can't. You know our magic doesn't work that way.

Jaclyn: It can only do good, dear, to bring joy and happiness.

Madelynne: Well, that would make me happy.

Anna: But there must be some way ... There he is!

Madelynne: There who is?

Jaclyn: What is it, Anna?

Anna: I'm going to ... shh, shh, shh! Even walls have ears.

Madelynne: They do?

[Anna sneaks around the corners]

Anna: Follow me!

[Anna minimizes herself, the other two follow her into the insides of a something on the table]

Anna: I'll turn her into a flower!

Madelynne: Maleficent?

Anna: Oh no, dear, the princess!

Jaclyn: Oh she'd make a lovely flower. Maybe a rose. . .

Anna: Don't you see, a flower can't prick its finger.

Madelynne: It hasn't any.

Jaclyn: That's right.

Anna: She'll be perfectly safe.

Madelynne: Until Maleficent sends a frost.

Anna: Yes, a ... oh dear!

Jaclyn: She always ruins your nicest flowers.

Anna: You're right. And she'll be expecting us to do something like that.

Madelynne: But what won't she expect, she knows everything.

Jaclyn: Oh but she doesn't dear. Maleficent doesn't know anything about love, or kindness, or the joy of helping others. You know, sometimes I don't think she's really very happy.

Anna: [getting excited] That's it, of course! It's the only thing she can't understand, and won't expect. [to herself] oh, oh, now, now ... We have to plan it carefully, let's see, woodcutter's cottage, yes, yes, the abandoned one, of course the King and Queen will object, but when we explain it's the only way ...

Madelynne: Explain what?

Anna: About the three peasant women raising a foundling child deep in the forest.

Jaclyn: Oh, that's very nice of them.

Madelynne: Who are they?

Anna: Turn around!

[While Madelynne and Jaclyn turn around to face a mirror, Anna changes their outfit to peasant ones]

Jaclyn: iih ... why, it's ... us!

Madelynne: You mean, we, us?

Jaclyn: Take care of the baby?

Anna: Why not?

Jaclyn: Oh, I'd like that!

Madelynne: [notices that her dress is blue and changes its color to pink] Well, yes, yes, but will we have to feed it?

Jaclyn: And wash it and dress it and rock it to sleep. Oh I'd love it.

Madelynne: You really think we can?

Anna: If humans can do it, so can we.

Madelynne: And we have our magic to help us.

Jaclyn: That's right.

Anna: Oh, no, no, no, no, no magic! I'll take those wands right now. Oh, better get rid of those wings, too.

Madelynne: You mean, live like mortals? For sixteen years? [Anna removes Madelynne's wings] Hey, my wings! Now, we don't know how. We've never done anything without magic.

Anna: And that's why Maleficent will never suspect.

Madelynne: But who'll wash, and cook?

Anna: Oh, we'll all pitch in.

Jaclyn: I'll take care of the baby!

Anna: Let me have it, dear. [still hunting for Madelynne's wand]

Madelynne: Uh uh. No way.

Anna: Come along now, We must tell their majesties at once.

[Anna changes herself to normal size, but first forgets about Jaclyn and Madelynne]

Jaclyn: Anna!

Madelynne: Anna! Um, you forgetting something?

[Anna notices and resizes Jaclyn and Madelynne. They leave the room]
[Outside the castle. We see Albert and the Queen at a balcony looking down towards the fairies carrying the baby away]

Narrator: So the king and his queen watched with heavy hearts as their most precious possession, their only child, disappeared into the night.