Little Town (Cholena version)

The sunrise the in the morning. As the door was opened, it was an 8-year-old Native American mouse with peach fur, black hair tied in two braids, brown eyes, a dark red nose, curvy pink ears, and a small bucktooth, wearing a yellow and brown Indian dress resembling Pocahontas' dress only with long sleeves. Her name was Cholena. She walks outside to go on a exploring town, as she sings:
*Cholena: Little town, in the quiet village.Everyday, like the one beforeLittle town, where the little mice and ratsWaking up to say...
*Rat: Hello!
*Hiram: Good morning!
*Marry: Hi!
*Mouse: Hey!
*Justin: What's up?
*Cholena: There goes the baker with these breads like alwaysJust to see who's roasting townEvery morning just a sameIt is just a happy dayBut it's to be and tell''
"Ha-cha-cha! Good mornin', Cholena, my girl." Mortimer Mouse said.
"Good morning, Mr. Mortimer Mouse, sir." Cholena said while waving her hand at him.
"And just where are you off to, young lady?" Mortimer asked.
"To the bookshop. I just want a wonderful tale for a love story about a beanstalk and everything." Cholena added for her romantic dreamily.
"Yeah, I know about that." Mortimer chuckled, as he continued. "Maurice! François! Hurry up!" He called, as Cholena left and starts exploring the village.
*Queen Mousetoria and Mrs. Judson: Look, there she goeswith the snow, me, oh my.it's just a made out of tell.
*Lady Mouse: If an oly let it grow.
*Mr Ages: For the ninajs for to snow.