Sleeping Beauty Page #2

That's it! Of course.

It's the only thing she can't|understand and won't expect.

Now, now, now, we'll have|to plan it carefully.

Let's see. The 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...

Explain what?

About the three peasant women|raising a foundling child...

deep in the forest.

- Oh? Oh, that's very nice of them.|- Who are they?

Turn around.

- Eww!|- Why, it's us!

- Uh-huh.|- You mean, "we" us?

- Uh-huh.|- Take care of the baby?

- Why not?|- Oh, I'd like that!

Well, y-yes, but w-w-we'd|have to feed it a...

And wash it and dress it|and rock it to sleep.

- Oh, I'd love it.|- Do you really think we can?

If humans can do it,|so can we.

- And we'd have our magic to help us.|- That's right.

No, no, no, no, no, no!|No magic!

I'll take those wands|right now.

Oh, better get rid|of those wings too.

You mean live like mortals?|For sixteen years?

- Uh-huh.|- B-Bu... Now, now, we...|we don't know how.

We've never done anything|without magic.

And that's why Maleficent|will never suspect...

- But... But who'll wash?|- And cook?

- Oh, we'll all pitch in.|- I'll take care of the baby.

Let me have it, dear.

Come along now. We must tell|their Majesties at once.

- Flora?|- Flora?

So the King and his Queen|watched with heavy hearts...

as their most precious|possession, their only child,

disappeared into the night.

Many sad and lonely years|passed by...

for King Stefan|and his people.

But as the time for the Princess's|sixteenth birthday drew near,

the entire kingdom|began to rejoice.

For everyone knew that|as long as Maleficent's domain,

the Forbidden Mountains, thundered|with her wrath and frustration,

her evil prophecy|had not yet been fulfilled.

It's incredible!

Sixteen years,|and not a trace of her.

She couldn't have vanished|into thin air!

Are you sure you|searched everywhere?

Yes, yes, uh, everywhere.

- We all did.|- Yeah, yeah!

Uh-huh, yeah.

And what about the town?|The forest? The mountains?

Yeah, we searched mountains,|uh, uh, uh, uh, forests...

and, uh, houses, and, uh...

Let me see.|Uh, and all the cradles.

- Cradle?|- Yep, yep.

Every cradle.

Cradle?

Did you hear that, my pet?

All these years, they've|been looking for a baby.

Fools!

Idiots! Imbeciles!

Oh, they're hopeless.

A disgrace to|the forces of evil.

My pet, you are my last hope.

Circle far and wide.

Search for a maid|of sixteen...

with hair of sunshine gold...

and lips red as the rose.

Go, and do not fail me.

And so, for sixteen long years,

the whereabouts of the Princess|remained a mystery.

While deep in the forest|in a woodcutter's cottage,

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