...onto a drum set.
While trying to catch Tiana and Naveen, the drummer inadvertently banged on his set, leading his band mates to liven up the music, jazz style.
Tiana and Naveen jumped from the drum cymbals and onto Charlotte's dress, making her move like crazy.
"Oh! Wow." Dad and Mom said once they stepped outside.
As she tripped, Charlotte saw the two frogs on her bustle and screamed.
"Hey, Stella!" called Mr. LaBouff. "Get them frogs!"
Stella stopped what she was doing, eating from Tiana's overturned table, and went after Tiana and Naveen, who cried. "Run!"
"I can't run. I'm a frog!" reminded Tiana.
"Then, hop!" Naveen said as he took Tiana's hand, leaping from Charlotte's bustle to a nearby table.
Meanwhile, Dr Facilier was still looking for us when, to his eye-widening shock, he noticed a familiar male frog
Stella leapt onto the table, trying to catch up with Tiana and Naveen, who called. "Down, boy. Down, monster dog!"
Lana looked up at the table, noticing the chase.
"Look, those two frogs are in trouble." she said to us.
"Come on, we gotta help them!" I said, leading my sisters after Stella.
"Cease and desist, you savage canine!" ordered Lisa.
Stella hardly heard her. She kept chasing Tiana and Naveen towards the end of the table.
"Wait, Stella!" pleaded Tiana, whose hand was grabbed by Naveen, who held onto a bunch of balloons that were…
"Going up!"
Stella lunged at them, only to be stomped down by us Louds, as we climbed up her to the balloons, landing on a moving tray, which catapulted a cake onto the Fenners.
"Bad doggie!" called Lily.
"Louds, is that you?" Tiana asked upon seeing us in our rabbit forms.
"How uplifting of you to notice?" Luan laughed, much to our endless annoyance. "Get it? 'Cause we're going up?"
"Yes, we are quite aware of that." said Naveen.
"What happened to you?" asked Tiana.
"It's literally a long story." replied Lori.
"Well, we literally have all night." said Naveen.
As we floated up to the sky, which started to thunder, little did we realize that Lucy was still down below, looking up at us.
"Sigh. Forgotten again." she said in her usual melancholy way before Dr. Facilier finally netted her.
"Then, I'll guess you'll have to do...for now." he said, stuffing Lucy inside his costume, then turned his attention towards…the fake Prince Naveen hurrying towards the guest house.
Now, when I said "fake," I meant that Naveen was actually Lawrence wearing Dr. Facilier's talisman that contained the real prince's blood to make himself look like he was that prince.
As soon as Lawrence entered the guest house, he gasped on seeing an empty glass jar on top of the fireplace.
"Oh, dear." he said to himself, before noticing Dr. Facilier beside him staring at the jar.
"Oh! Eh, what's up, doc?" asked Lawrence.
"You let him go! That's what's up!" Dr. Facilier snapped.
"Well, I feel sort of guilty seeing him gasp like that." Lawrence explained as he backed away. "So, I thought if I could just lossen the...WHOA!"
While trying to keep a distance from Dr. Facilier's wrath, Lawrence felt himself being tripped..by Facilier's shadow.
"Oh, how did I ever get tangled up in all this voodoo madness?" he said, while standing up, saying to Dr. Facilier. "I want no further part in this!"
Lawrence ripped away the talisman from his neck, reverting from his Naveen form to his regular self
"Gasp!" Lucy said when she saw the truth from under Dr. Facilier's hat, which he held firmly, trapping her inside.
"Oh, you wear this…this…ghastly thing!" Lawrence said, tossing the talisman away.
"AH! Don't do that!" Dr. Facilier panicked, catching the talisman before it could hit the floor. "If anything happens to this, I'm going to be..."
Lawrence flinched upon seeing Dr. Facilier go ballistically angry, but he calmed down, putting the talisman around his neck, saying. "One thing you should know about this 'voodoo madness,' Larry; can't conjure a thing for myself. Besides, you and I both know the real power in this world ain't magic. It's money! And I mean buckets of it."
"It's true." agreed Lawrence.
"So, are you tired of living on the margins?" asked Dr. Facilier. "While all those fat cats in their fancy cars don't give you so much as a sideways glance?"
"Yes. I am." Lawrence replied as he recalled being humilated and embarrased by Naveen more than once.
"Then, all's you got to do is win Miss Charlotte's scented hand." Dr. Facilier explained as he put the talisman around Lawrence's neck, making him look like Naveen again. "Then, after the marriage, we'll split the fortune right under Big Daddy's nose. Sixty-forty, like I said."
"Hmm, yeah." Lawrence said while marveling at his princely form. "But, uh, what about Naveen?"
"One little slip-up will be a minor bump in the road," Dr. Facilier said as he slapped Lawrence on the back of his neck and pressed his hat down to keep Lucy inside. "So long as you keep wearing your pretty necklace, of course."
"Yes." Lawrence chortled sinisterly.