AN: Here you go! I have posted this chapter since Chapter 4 is so short. I hope to have Chapter 6 up next week, but next week is finals, so we'll have to see. Wish me luck! - MKR
Chapter 5: Planning a Party
Narrator: And so for sixteen long years the whereabouts of the princess remained a mystery, while deep in the forest, in a woodcutter's cottage, the good fairies carried out their well-laid plan. Living like mortals, they had reared the child as their own and called her MacKenzie.
[A window of the cottage opens, and MacKenzie appears, humming some tune]
Narrator: On this her sixteenth birthday the good fairies had planned a party and something extra special for her surprise.
[The camera turns downward. The fairies sit over a book of dresses]
Madelynne: How about this one?
Anna: This is the one I picked.
Jaclyn: Oh she'll look beautiful in it.
Anna: Now I thought a few changes here ...
Madelynne: Ah.
Jaclyn: Don't forget a pretty bow ...
Anna: And there's the shoulder line.
Madelynne: We'll make it pink.
Anna: Oh no, dear, blue.
Madelynne: But ...
Anna: Of course, we'll need a few pleats.
Jaclyn: Yes, but how are we going to get her out of the house?
Anna: Oh, I'll think of something.
[MacKenzie comes down the stairs and finds the fairies]
MacKenzie: Well, and what are you three dears up to?
Madelynne: Up to?
Jaclyn: Up to?
Anna: Up to?
Jaclyn: eh, eh, eh, we, we, well, we, we ...
Madelynne: . . .want you to pick some berries.
Anna: That's it, berries!
MacKenzie: Berries?
Jaclyn: Lots of berries.
MacKenzie: But I picked berries yesterday.
Anna: Oh, we need more, dear.
Jaclyn: Lots, lots more.
Anna: Yes!
[The fairies push MacKenzie out of the house]
Anna: Now don't hurry back, dear.
Madelynne: And don't go too far.
Anna: And don't speak to strangers.
MacKenzie: And don't bite my nails, and look both ways before crossing the river. . . yes, I know.
Jaclyn: Goodbye, dear!
Madelynne: Goodbye!
Anna: Goodbye!
MacKenzie: Goodbye!
[The fairies close the door and get back inside]
Madelynne: I wonder if she suspects.
Anna: Of course not, come on. Will she be surprised!
Madelynne: A real birthday party.
Jaclyn: With a real birthday cake.
Anna: Yes, and a dress a princess can be proud of.
Madelynne: I'll get the wands.
Anna: Yes, you ... the wands?
Jaclyn: Oh no.
Anna: No magic!
Madelynne: But the sixteen years are almost over.
Anna: We're taking no chances.
Madelynne: But, I never baked a fancy cake.
Anna: Oh, you won't have to, dear.
Jaclyn: I'm going to bake the cake.
Madelynne: You?
Anna: She's always wanted to, dear, and this is her last chance.
Madelynne: Well, ...
Jaclyn: I'm going to make it fifteen layers with pink and blue forget-me-nots ...
Anna: And I'm making the dress.
Madelynne: But you can't sew, and she's never cooked!
Anna: Oh, it's simple.
Jaclyn: All you do is follow the book.
[Anna directs Madelynne to stand on a chair]
Anna: Up here dear, you can be the dummy.
Madelynne: Hey! Anyway, I still say we ought to use magic.
[Anna throws a sheet of blue cloth above Madelynne and begins cutting with a pair of scissors. Jaclyn has laid all the ingredients for the cake before her.]
Jaclyn: [reads from the book] Flour, three cups. [searching] Cups, cups, cups, cups, cups ... [finds three cups of different sizes and uses them to pour flour into the bowl] One, two, three.
[Anna has cut a circular hole into the sheet]
Madelynne: What's that for?
Anna: Well, it's got to have a hole in the bottom.
Jaclyn: That's for the feet to go through.
Madelynne: It's blue!
Anna: Yeah, and?
Madelynne: But I wanted it pink.
Anna: Now, dear, we decided blue was her color.
Madelynne: You decided!
Anna: Yeah, and?
Jaclyn: [still reads from the book] Two eggs, fold in gently. Fold? Um, okay.
[Jaclyn puts two eggs into the bowl and starts to fold them in. We hear their shells cracking. Madelynne is completely wrapped up in the blue cloth]
Madelynne: I can't breathe!
[Anna cuts the cloth open at the top. Madelynne takes a look at the dress from the inside]
Madelynne: It looks awful.
Anna: That's because it's on you, dear.
Jaclyn: Ouch. [looking back at her cookbook] Now yeast, one tsp. tsp?
Madelynne: One teaspoon!
Jaclyn: One teaspoon, duh!
[Anna measures some size of the dress]
Anna: Oh gracious how the child has grown.
Madelynne: Oh, it seems only yesterday we brought her here.
Jaclyn: Just a tiny baby.
[Madelynne sheds a tear]
Anna: Why Madelynne!
Jaclyn: Whatever's the matter, dear?
Madelynne: After today she'll be a princess, and we won't have any MacKenzie.
Jaclyn: Oh Anna!
Anna: We all knew this day had to come.
Jaclyn: But why did it have to come so soon?
Anna: After all, we've had her for sixteen years.
Madelynne: Sixteen wonderful years.
Anna: Good gracious, We're acting like a lot of ninnies! Come on, she'll be back before we get started.