Barbie in the Pink Shoes Page #4

Giselle has gone, ma'am.

Gone! Gone where?

- Um, to the market for buckets.

- Bucket-? How did this happen?

I fear that she is not entirely well.

Go on.

He's right for once, Your Majesty.

She was not quite herself today.

Ha, ha. She spoke of not

wanting to marry me. Ha-ha-ha.

Silence!

Oh, no. I got them in trouble by leaving.

I'll just go explain

and we'll all have a big laugh.

Do you see them laughing?

Did anyone else see anything?

Um... She was wearing pink shoes.

[ALL MURMURING]

Yeah, it's true.

She wore beautiful pink shoes.

Where did she get pink shoes?

I... Uh, from Claude, the cobbler.

That is not the answer I was looking for.

Find her. And bring her to me.

- Everything must be perfect.

- Of course, Your Majesty.

- I will leave no turn unstoned.

- Led by me, Your Majesty.

Until then, dance. Go.

Be perfect.

Well, what are you waiting for?

["DANCE OF THE FRIENDS" PLAYING]

It's not safe here. We have to go.

We have to do something.

I can be Giselle for a little while longer.

How much longer? Long enough for...?

[GIBBERING]

Or until you're a...?

Uhh... Wooo...

ALBRECHT:

North is the best route.

South is warmer.

She probably headed that way.

We shall flip for it.

Heads! I always call heads.

It's my head, you see?

Just flip it.

Heads! And a handsome one at that.

Fine.

She couldn't have gone far on foot.

Madame Frosty went that way.

The Goofy Brothers went that way.

We'll go this way.

I don't see anything

that looks like a way home.

I don't either.

Maybe we should go back

the way we came. That would be logical.

Logical? Is anything about this logical?

All I know is I did a dance

I've never done before.

And the steps were perfect,

if I do say so myself.

Again, does that sound logical?

When we get home,

I want Madame Katerina...

...to order me 10 pairs of these shoes.

[HAILEY GASPING]

The shoes.

It has to be the shoes! Unh.

What are you doing?

You put on the shoes and, poof...

...we're here in this wacky land.

So if you take them off...

No way! I'm not taking off these shoes.

It makes sense. Listen!

Wait!

[SWANS HONKING]

Can't we just try to...?

Whoa.

- Whoa.

- Exactly.

No, I mean, whoa, check yourself out.

Double whoa.

- Swans!

- Uh-huh.

Swans on the lake.

Kristyn, every time you find

migratory fowl on a body of water...

...doesn't mean you have...

Oh, yeah. That's pretty much

your basic Swan Lake.

SNOW QUEEN:
You will inspect

every dog-house, mouse-house...

...and gingerbread house in the land...

...until Giselle is found

and brought before me.

Do I make myself clear?

- Yes, Your Majesty.

- Um, um, um, um...

So the Giselle is gone.

Like vanished. Like poof.

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