Happily N'Ever After Page #3

to guess my name...

and if you fail,

your baby shall be mine!

Rumpelstiltskin,

still going for custody.

I think he wants weekends, right?

Always the same thing.

The good guys win.

And what do you want to have happen?

Rumpelstiltskin gets the baby?

Cinderella stays a maid?

I just wish we could mix it up

a little bit...

make it a little edgier.

Then let 'em have

their happy endings.

We are not tipping the scales of good

and evil so you can be entertained.

What if we made the seven

dwarves seven feet tall and-

- No way.

- What about making Rapunzel go bald?

Forget it.

Couldn't we just give her

split ends...

or dandruff

or a mullet or something?

What about that?

Look at me. I'm Munk.

Mambo, get down!

I am Munk, and my nostrils show.

I've got dandruff and bad BO.

Stop fooling around.

You're gonna break it.

Munk is a bossy know-it-all...

with a butt the size

of a shopping mall.

Stop it. That's enough!

All right, girls.

We're almost at the ball.

- What are you doing?

- Give me that perfume!

- It's mine!

- I need it more!

- No, I do!

- I smell like camel sweat.

- I smell like a dead pig. Smell me!

- Knock it off!

Can't you two pretend to be

human beings for one night?

- Hurry up, slowpoke!

- Ow!

Who am I kidding?

These girls are hopeless.

A donkey would have a better

chance of marrying the prince.

I'm never gonna get ahead

in the world if I count on them.

There has to be another way.

And he's running!

It's Mambo by a mile!

You spin it off that stand,

you are in big trouble!

I'm dancin'.

I'm dancin'.

I'm skatin'! I'm skatin'!

I'm backwards skatin', backwards skatin'.

Not so easy. Not so easy.

What?

I told you to be careful!

- This is powerful magic!

- Oh, boy.

These things control the fate

of the entire kingdom!

Powerful magic?

The fate of the kingdom?

Girls, Mama's gonna take matters

into her own hands.

Don't wait up.

Mother!

Left. Left, left.

Right, right. Down, down, down.

More down. Downer.

- I'm calling the boss.

- Why?

Why? We fixed it. You fixed it.

We fixed it, 'cause I did the "down,

down, down, left" part, which helped.

Yes or no?

Don't call the boss!

Forty flights of steps in heels?

This had better be good.

"Chapter Four. How a prince

must behave at the ball.

One:
Smile at maidens. "

Hello.

"Two:
Look heroic. "

Yes.

"Three:
Be 'roman tick. "'

Be "roman tick"?

Be romantic!

There he is!

To one side.

Excuse me.

He's dreamy.

- I like him!

- I love him!

Time to meet your prince,

my dear Mozzarella.

- It's Cinderella.

- Really? Why'd you change it?

Thank you, Fairy Godmother.

Remember, it all ends at midnight.

Move it.

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