The 7th Dwarf Page #3

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I'm so happy you could make it!

Well...

And as for Jack,

Hmm? BOBO:
Little Man?

If anyone should ask,

you've never heard of Jack,

and he was never at your house.

- Understood?

- Eh, huh?

- Who's Jack?

- Never heard of him!

There was never a Jack

at our house.

Good. Perfect!

Very convincing.

By the way, your shoe laces

are untied.

Huh? Whoa!

on, ah!

I got it!

Hmm?

- I hope they have gingerbread.

- Oh, not again!

I smell dwarf!

I hate dwarfs!

Ugh!

Snow White, Snow White,

Snow White!

Look into the mirror.

Look into the mirror!

I'd love to.

Well, you little mirror, mirror

on the wall,

who's the fairest of them all?

No, no, don't say,

of course, Snow White.

Dear people of Fantabularasa...

I saw Dellamorta!

Dellamorta is here!

Sshh, Bobo. Be quiet.

The King is talking to us.

Everything is

under control again.

No.

It gives me great pleasure...

To introduce my beloved daughter

You all know what

that means to us.

Eighteen long years

are over now.

Fear and terror are over.

As of this minute,

Dellamorta's curse is history.

Livin' your life

Like a fairy tale.

We gonna have a ball

Come on over here.

Listen to the music

While people keep on groovin'

it's your birthday Wow.

Happy Birthday to you.

Life's a fairy tale.

We gonna break the spell

Happy birthday to you.

Happy Birthday to you.

Happy Birthday...

To you!

It's time to turn history

into my story!

Now, my curse shall fall

upon you!

Dellamorta, why?

You're too late!

It's after midnight, witch!

Ha! That's what you think,

my dear.

She changed the clock.

Seize the witch!

Uh, Oh!

Burner, sit!

Dear guests, don't be afraid.

Dellamorta cannot do us

any harm.

Whatever she might plan,

the curse will

not afflict us for long.

Because someone will come

and awaken me and us all

with a kiss of true love!

You mean your brave little

kitchen boy, Jack.

Don't you?

Oh! But whoa, where is he?

Your hero, your savior!

Did he get lost on his way over

the hills in the green woodshed?

Where the seven dwarfs

their dwelling have made.

- Jack!

- I don't know Jack.

- What Jack?

- Jack is gone.

Cling, cling,

doesn't ring a bell.

We didn't see anyone!

No, no, dwarfs,

you can admit it now.

The charade is over, right?

What charade?

- Hmm?

- On!

What have you done with Jack?

I know Jack!

I met him in the forest.

He picked up an apple for me!

Burner!

You greedy monster.

I have everything

under control here.

Fly back to the lair!

And look after our prison.

And as for you my pretty...

Hmm.

Must prick finger.

No!

Must prick finger.

Must prick finger.

Must prick finger.

Must prick... Huh?

Oh, this won't be good.

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