Rayman Legends Adventures in Sleeping Beauty/Script

In a faraway land lived a king and his fair queen. Many years they longed for a child and eventually, their wish was granted. A daughter is born, and they called her Aurora. Yes, they named her after the dawn, because she filled lives with sunshine and hope. Then a great holiday was proclaimed throughout the kingdom, where that all high and low of the state might pay homage to the infant princess. And our story began on that joyful day.
Teresa, Martin and Cynthia were also being guests for the celebration. People sang about as they were going to meet the newborn princess. There was six-year-old Prince Phillip coming as well. He was going to marry Aurora as they were both older and more eligible.
"I can't believe we're here to meet a real princess," Teresa sounded grateful as she was along with the other villagers and her friends.
"No one has ever done facts like this to me if I was born," Martin said.
"Perhaps you just don't remember," Cynthia said to him, but looked down in disgust as she was forced to wear one of her adoptive mother's, Elizabeth Brown, or Darling, old dresses for this ceremony.
There was a royal fanfare to cease the clamoring of the people visiting to meet the new princess. This on this great and joyous day, all the kingdom celebrated the long-awaited royal birth. And good King Stefan and fair Queen Leah made welcome for their lifelong friend and guests.
"Their Royal Highness," a man reading a scroll alerted the others, "King Hubert and Prince Philip."
The king and the prince came.
"I wonder how this boy thinks he has to marry this baby someday," Cynthia couldn't help but mutter to herself.
"Well, if we met for the first time, you didn't think you'd love me too much," Martin said shyly, "kind of like if Angel was meeting Scamp."
Cynthia snorted with an amused grin.
"Keep it down, lovebirds," Teresa warned them in a silenced tone.
Philip held a gift for the young princess. King Stefan and King Hubert came toward another and shared a friendly hug. It was good to see old friends after a long time away and for the birth of little Aurora no less. Philip went to meet the baby, walking with Leah. Eventually, had the monarchs dream one day, their kingdoms to unite. Thus today, would they announce that Philip, Hubert's son to Stefan's child would be betrothed. And then to her, his gift brought and looked to her unknowing of his future bride. Martin, Teresa and Cynthia were also invited to meet the baby.
"Oh, isn't she pretty," Teresa spoke with the boy.
Philip pulled a face. "I suppose..."
More fanfare came.
"Who's coming now," Cynthia wondered.
"Look..." Philip pointed up.
A white glow came from the high ceiling and showed three fairies. One in blue, one in green, and the last in red.
"Their most honored excellencies," the announcer explained once again, "the Good Fairies, Mistress Flora, Mistress Fauna and Mistress Merryweather."
The fairies floated to meet the baby as well.
"The little baby," Merryweather grinned and went with her sisters to meet the King and Queen, "Your Majesties."
The three bowed respectively.
"Each of us, the child can bless with one gift, no more, no less," Flora said, but went to go first to wave her wand to the cradle, "little princess, my gift will be the gift of beauty," before waving her wand, which formed the magic and fluttered into the baby's cradle.
"Little princess," Fauna was next as she waved her wand, "my gift will be the gift of song."
"What does that mean," Cynthia asked.
"Aurora will be able to sing beautifully as she looks like her mother," Teresa explained.
Queen Leah grinned and blushed at what Teresa said.
"Sweet princess," Merryweather went to have her turn, "my gift will be----"
Suddenly, before the blue fairy could say her gift, the shutters on the windows burst open revealing a deep howling wind. Everyone looked a bit shocked and concerned. Suddenly, there was a green flame in the room to show an evil dark woman with a black raven coming to her shoulder.
"Why, it's Maleficent," Fauna gasped.
"I don't like that look in her eyes," Martin growled and stood in front of Cynthia protectively.
"What has she done," Merryweather snarled.
Flora silenced them.
"Well, a pretty sparkling blend, King Stefan," Maleficent snaked over, sneakily, "royalty, nobility, the gentry. How strange, even the rebel."
Merryweather took great seriousness to that and wanted to fly after Maleficent, but Flora held her back.
"I really thought of enough distress not to receive invitation," Maleficent smirked.
"You weren't wanted," Cynthia hissed.
"Not wanted," Maleficent faked surprise as she stroked her bird, "oh, what a changed situation. I hoped it was simply due to an oversight. Oh, well, I'd better go."
"And you're not serious, Your Excellency," Queen Leah sounded surprised at Maleficent's calm gesture.
"Why, no, your majesty," Maleficent returned an obviously evil grin, "and to show that I don't wear sickness, I, as well, will give a gift to the child."
The fairies and mice stood in front of the baby's cradle protectively, not trusting the woman's words.
"Listen up, all of you," Maleficent started to sound threatening, "the princess will indeed, grow in grace and beauty, loved by all who know her. But, before the sun sets on her 16th birthday, she will prick her finger on the spindle of the spinning wheel and DIE!!"
"Oh, dear," Queen Leah held her baby daughter close, fearing for that curse.
"Seize this creature," King Stefan demanded.
A bunch of guards with weapons came for Maleficent.
"Back off, you fools," Maleficent hissed to them and was starting to disappear in her fire path to disappear.
After his mistress left, the bird named Diablo started to fly away after her.
Martin saw how distressed Queen Leah was and turned back to his friends. "We have to do something!"
"Don't despair, Your Majesties," Flora cooed to the royal parents, "Merryweather yet has her present to offer."
"Then she can reverse this horrible curse," King Stefan asked as he was about to weep for his daughter's future demise.
"Oh, dear, sir..." Merryweather said, she really didn't want to give their hopes up like that.
"Maleficent's powers are far too great," Flora added.
"But she can help," Fauna stated hopefully.
Merryweather was worried about doing this. Her fellow fairies and the mice children had her to do it though. The blue fairy sighed and went back to the baby's cradle, hoping this would work the fashion she should plan. "Sweet princess, if by this wicked witch's trick, a spindle pricks your finger. A ray of hope, they can yet be this, a gift that I give you. Not in death, but just in sleep, the fateful prophecy that you will keep. And from that sleep, you will awaken, if true's love kiss, the spell will break," she waved her wand and some lights came down around them and the cradle.
"For true love conquers all," Teresa stated.
But King Stefan, yet fearful of his daughter's life, did then and their decree that every spinning wheel in the kingdom on that very day be burned. Then it was done. The fairies and children were resting as Flora was looking down at the large fire in town center.
Fauna had waved her wand and had a teapot come with a few teacups. "Now, come and have a nice cup of tea, darling. I'm sure you'll be alright one fashion or another."
"Well, a bonfire won't stop Maleficent," Merryweather spoke up.
"Of course not," Flora sighed, "but what's going to do?"
"Are you alright if we help," Martin asked.
"You can try, but we need to be properly introduced," Flora warned as she sipped her tea.
"Well, I'm Martin, and that's Teresa," the boy said, pointing to the girl with a lilac, then the girl with a green bow, "and that's Cynthia. She's my girlfriend."
"Nice to meet you all, you know us like the fairies," Fauna said as she gave herself another cup of Coca-Cola, "maybe if we reason with Maleficent."
"Reason," Flora looked at her.
"With Maleficent," Merryweather added.
"Well, she can't be that bad," Fauna shrugged.
"Oh, yes, she can," Flora said, almost hesitant and determined.
"One of you should turn her into a frog," Cynthia chuckled.
"Now, my darling, that's not a very nice fact to say," Fauna said to her.
"Besides, we can't," Flora added, "our magic doesn't work that fashion."
"It can only be good, bring joy and happiness."
"Well, that would make me happy," Merryweather agreed with what Cynthia suggested.
"But there has to be a fashion......" Flora tried to think, but instantly had an idea, "there he is!"
"There he is," Merryweather asked.
"What is this, Flora," Fauna added.
Teresa, Martin and Cynthia looked around as well.
"I'm going to...." Flora was about to warn them, but decided to make it a secret, "csendes! Even walls have ears.....follow me, you all three can come as well," she made herself small, but turned the mice small to join them.
Fauna and Merryweather helped them as they were small now and went inside something that was on the table. As Merryweather got in, she locked the door.
"I'm going to turn her into a flower," Flora revealed her idea.
"Maleficent," Merryweather asked, confused.
"Oh, dear, darling, the princess," Flora chuckled.
"Oh, she'd make a pretty flower," Fauna beamed.
"Can't you see? A flower can't prick its finger, it doesn't," Flora explained.
Merryweather agreed with them, but thought of something that might get hurt for the flower idea. "Until Maleficent sends a freeze..."
"Yes, a-" Flora saw the downside as well, "oh, dear!"
"She always spoil your beautiful flowers," Fauna added mournfully.
"You're right and she'll expect us to do something like this," Flora paced.
"But what doesn't she expect," Merryweather asked, desperate, "she knows everything."
"Oh, but she doesn't know, my darling," Fauna replied, "Maleficent doesn't know anything about love, kindness or the joy of helping others. You know, sometimes I think she's not really that happy."
"I should say it," Teresa snorted.
"That's it," Flora got emotional, "sure! It's the one fact she can't figure out and doesn't expect," she thought of a plan silently to herself to warn the King and Queen about.
"Explain what," Merryweather overheard some of it.
"About the three peasant women and their children raising a foundling deep in the forest," Flora explained in her response.
"That's very kind of them," Fauna cooed.
"Who are they," Merryweather asked.
Teresa, Martin and Cynthia were curious as well.
"Turn around," Flora warned them.
The five of them turned around to look at their reflections. Flora had zapped them with her wand to give them pheasant clothes. Merryweather flinched and gasped as hers was hot pink.
"You mean...we got ourselves," Merryweather sounded surprised.
"Take care of a baby," Cynthia added.
Flora nodded to her.
"You should be fine since you have to take care of Junior all the time," Teresa reminded Cynthia of her new family life in London to prohibit experience with looking after a baby.
"I suppose," Cynthia shrugged, but yet felt gross to be forced into another dress.
Merryweather changed her outfit to blue where she would feel comfortable now. "But will we have to feed it?"
"And wash it, and dress it, and rock it to sleep," Fauna sounded emotional to be a temporary mother, "oh, I'd love that."
"You really think we can," Martin asked.
"If you humans can do it, so can we," Flora stated.
"And we'd have our magic to help us," Merryweather sounded confident now.
"That's right," Fauna grinned.
Flora was on her road out, but rushed to the others. "Oh, dear, oh, dear, no magic! I'll take these wands now," she took Fauna and Merryweather's wands, "oh, you better get rid of these wings as well."
"You mean living like mortals," Merryweather was very distressed about this idea, at last having her wings and wands taken away, "for 16 years? Now, we don't know how. We've never done anything without magic."
"And that's what Maleficent will never suspect," Flora said to her.
"But who's going to wash and cook?"
"Oh, we're all going to participate."
"I'll take care of the baby," Fauna chirped.
Flora turned herself to normal size and went away to warn the king and queen about their news. She forgot to turn the others back to normal though and she did one last time. The mice followed the fairies to start helping protect Aurora for the next sixteen years. Then the King and Queen watched with heavy hearts as their most prized possession disappeared into the night. Fauna made sure Aurora was nice and snug before they set away and went to leave into the forest.
Many mournful and lonely years passed by for King Stefan and his people. As the time for the princess's 16th birthday drew near, the whole kingdom began to rejoice. 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.
Tommy, Chuckie, Kimi and Angelica were at Rinkim and Dinky's Bargain Circus. Inside the tent was a laughing clown that resembled Chuckie full of the same messy red hair, buck teeth and purple square glasses. As the clown laughed, Chuckie gasped and began to weep. The clown heard Chuckie's lament and tried to calm him down.
"Look, boy, it's just an act. Makeup. Under this freak show, I'm a regular guy, just like your dad there," the clown said as he removed his wig and glasses. Chuckie looked up at Chas, and misunderstanding what the clown said, thought that Chas was really a disguised clown. He shrieked again, but Tommy started yelling as well.
Kimi joined both Tommy and Chuckie in bawling, and soon, every baby in the circus started to cry.
"Stu, perhaps we'd better go," Didi said to Stu, and the Pickles and Finster families left the circus. On their road out of the tent, an elephant advertising the circus pooped in front of the entrance, and Didi gasped as she almost stepped in the poop.
"But we haven't even seen the Amazing Human Rolodex," Stu complained as he followed behind Didi, carrying a crying Tommy. Chas and Kira were respectively carrying a crying Chuckie and Kimi as they followed behind Stu. Drew followed behind them, carrying Angelica, who wasn't happy that she had to leave the circus early.
"Why do I have to go? I wasn't mournful," Angelica complained to Drew.
"I'm sorry, folks. No refunds," said the man in the ticket booth.
As Didi drove her car home, she complained to Stu about how unsanitary the circus was.
"I'm glad we left! I'd forgotten how unsanitary circuses are," Didi complained to Stu.
"C'mon, Deed. Circuses are an American institution. They're part of growing up! Children love the circus," Stu warned Didi. In the back seat, Chuckie proved him wrong.
"I hate the circus," Chuckie complained.
"Chuckie, it's all over now," Tommy warned Chuckie.
"Yes, you don't have to weep anymore," said Kimi.
"Phew. Hey, thank you both for bailing me out back there. I felt really foolish nonsense all by myself."
"Don't mention it," Tommy warned Chuckie.
"Yes, we want you to be happy," said Kimi.
And then for sixteen long years, the whereabouts of the princess remained a mystery, while deep in the forest, in a woodcutter's cottage, the good fairies and mice friends carried out their well-laid plan. Living like mortals, they had reared the child as their own and called her Briar Rose. On her sixteenth birthday, the good fairies and mice had planned a feast of something extra special for her surprise.
"This is like the first Sweet 16," Teresa said.
"Yes, this will be great, except we can't give him a car," Cynthia added.
"How about this one," Merryweather pointed in a book she and the other fairies were looking in.
Teresa, Martin and Cynthia decided to go over and help them. It was a book of dresses. The fairies were looking at a royal-looking red dress and the model even wore a golden crown.
"This is the one I chose," Fauna said.
"Oh, she'll look beautiful in it," Flora cooed.
"Now, I thought of some changes here..."
"Don't forget a nice bow."
"And there's the line of the shoulders."
"It should be blue," Teresa spoke.
Merryweather nodded. "I agree."
"Oh, dear, darlings, pink," Flora said to them.
"But," Teresa and Merryweather wanted to protest.
The others were now discussing how to get the girl out of the house.
Rose overheard her new family and came to them. She had indeed grown into her beauty and had a melodious voice. "And what are you all doing here?"
"Until," the six of them all asked, covering the book.
"We want you, Cynthia, Martin and Teresa to pick some berries," Merryweather covered up, handing a basket to Rose and then to the three mice.
"That's it, berries," Flora tried to escort them all out with their cloaks.
"But yesterday, we picked berries," Rose excused.
"Oh, but we need more," Flora said to them.
"Much, much more," Fauna added.
"Now, don't rush back," Flora waved.
"And don't speak to strangers," Merryweather reminded them.
"Keep her out as long as you can," Fauna whispered to Teresa as she was the last one out.
Teresa nodded, but followed the others out.
"Then, Happy Birthday, Rose," Martin grinned.
"Thank you," Rose grinned down at him, "do you know what just happened with my aunts?"
"Oh, they probably just wanted berries to make you a special dessert, since you're sixteen," Cynthia tried to cover up.
"Yes, if you were a princess, you could get married now," Martin beamed, which made the girls cover their mouths instantly.
"Never mind, let's get berries," Rose grinned, but picked with them in the forest as she hummed a song to herself.
The children grinned as Rose was having a song in her heart. Fauna had blessed her with it after all, with Flora's blessing of the girl's beauty.
"Oh, dear," Aurora looked to her mouse friends and some of the animals who came to her singing, "why are you yet treating me like a child?"
"Who," the owl asked.
"Why Flora, Fauna and Merryweather," Rose replied, but grinned at her mouse friends, "they never want me to get to know anyone."
The birds looked sympathetic for the girl.
"But you know what," Rose had a sneaky face, "I cheated on them. I've met someone!"
"Who? Who? Who," the owl continued.
"You met someone," Teresa looked concerned.
"Who was this," Martin added.
"Where did this happen," Cynthia demanded.
The animals got emotional and wanted to know as well.
"Oh, a prince," Rose grinned dreamily, "well, he's tall and handsome, and so romantic.....oh, we walk together and spoke together, and just before we say a farewell, he carries me in my arms......and then...I awaken."
The others listened, but heard the last part. What did Rose mean she awakened after meeting this prince?
"Yes, it's only in my dreams," Rose explained, "but they say, if you dream something more than once, it sure will come true. And I've seen it so many times!"
"Why does this sound familiar," Martin scratched his head.
A chipmunk went about and had found soaking red clothes that seemed royal. It decided to get the attention of the birds and do a little something nice for the girl.
"Just be careful, now," Teresa warned Rose.
"Yes, I understand," Rose said to her, "I wonder what the others are doing at home now..."
"Perhaps baking a cake," Cynthia guessed.
"That would be lovely," Rose grinned at her friends.
The animals came back in a prince's clothes. The children had to wonder where they got the clothes, but it was yet sweet. The owl was wearing a hat and cape, the smaller birds were carrying him, and the rabbits jumped in the shoes to her.
"Oh, why, he's the prince of my dreams," Rose chuckled, "Your Highness...no, I'm not supposed to speak to strangers. But...we met before!"
"She has it bad...." Teresa said to Cynthia and Martin.
Rose kept singing. Teresa, Martin and Cynthia grinned to her. Then Martin and Cynthia decided to dance together a little. As Rose sang, there was an unfamiliar voice heard, singing along to her. Rose was a little alarmed once she met the stranger as Teresa, Martin and Cynthia rushed off to watch this in shock.
"Who's he," Cynthia wondered.
"He must be Prince Philip now grown up," Teresa suggested.
"What's he doing here," Martin asked.
"I don't know, but don't do it," Teresa silenced and they all watched from the bushes.
"I'm very sorry," the prince warned her, "I didn't mean to scare you."
"Oh, it wasn't that...." Rose tried to be brave, "it's just that you're----"
"A stranger?"
Rose nodded.
"Don't you remember," the prince grinned, "we already met."
"We have," Rose tilted her head.
"Yes, you said it yourself, once in a dream," the prince grinned at her.
The two were starting to dance together, having a wonderful time as the prince sang to Rose. It was so enchanting and romantic. The children just hoped that was Prince Philip, but they couldn't warn since they hadn't seen him since he was five. Then Rose leaned against him, feeling deep in love with him and he seemed to be in love with her back.
"Who are you," the prince grinned, "what's your name?"
"Huh," Rose was blinded by love, but swiftly came to, "oh, my name. Why, it's..." she remembered what Merryweather warned her before they left, "oh, dear, oh, dear, I can't, I...farewell! C'mon, guys," she rushed to her friends to get back to the cottage.
"But what will I see you again," the prince called.
"This is familiar to me as well," Teresa said back to Martin as they returned back.
"Oh, never, ever," Rose said to the prince.
"Never," the prince sounded brokenhearted.
"Well, perhaps one day...."
"What, tomorrow?"
"Oh, dear, tonight."
"Where?"
"At the cabin in the glade!"
The children and girl kept running back to meet with Flora, Fauna and Merryweather.
"I bet that's Philip, that has to be," Cynthia whispered as Rose was humming, deeply in love.
"I'm sure this is, if that's him, then it'll be perfect," Cynthia whispered back, "they're destined to get married any matter."
"I just hope Rose doesn't suspect anything," Martin said to the girls.
Flora, Fauna and Merryweather were heard from inside the cottage, but Rose didn't notice. They must have been planning a private surprise festivity for her. What everyone didn't notice was that Maleficent's raven, Diablo, was in the window of the door as the celebration was on just as Rose now wondered where everyone was. She saw the dress and cake, however.
"Surprise, surprise," the former fairies called.
"Happy Birthday," Fauna beamed.
"Oh, dear," Rose grinned to her guardians and younger friends, "this is the happiest day of my life. Everything's so wonderful, just waiting to meet him."
Teresa, Martin and Cynthia go hesitant as Rose said that last bit.
"Him," Fauna asked.
"Rose," Merryweather almost scolded.
"You've met some stranger," Flora demanded.
"Oh, he's not a stranger, we met before," Rose explained.
"You have," Flora asked.
"Where," Merryweather demanded.
"Once in a lifetime....." Rose sighed, but started to dance with Fauna like in her dreams and real life fantasy moments ago.
"She's in love," Fauna said as the girl left.
"I thought we warned the three of them to watch her," Flora came to the mouse children.
"I think it's Prince Philip," Teresa defended.
"Oh, nonsense..." Flora sighed, "this is horrible!"
Rose heard that. "Why? After all, I am sixteen."
"It's not that, my darling," Flora said to her, "you're already engaged."
"Engaged," Rose asked, she had to wonder why she would be after not knowing she was actually a princess.
"Since the day you were born," Merryweather stated.
"To Prince Philip, darling," Fauna added.
"But that's impossible," Rose objected, "how could I marry a prince, it would have to be a......"
"A princess," Teresa finished for her.
"And you are," Martin said.
"Princess Aurora," Flora finished, "tonight, we'll take you back to your father, King Stefan."
"But I can't," Rose cried, "he'll come here tonight, I promised to meet him!"
"I'm sorry, girl, you must never see each other again," Flora tutted.
"Oh, dear, oh, dear...I can't believe it! No, no," Rose started to weep and ran to her room to sulk.
"And we thought she'd be so happy..." Merryweather sighed.
"Because you won't meet her the man of her dreams," Teresa explained.
"Poor girl...we better comfort and support her," Cynthia suggested.
"Good idea, c'mon, I'm sorry, Martin, but this is for girls only," Teresa warned her guy friend.
Teresa and Cynthia went to Rose's room as she started to weep and Martin was downstairs with the fairies.
The three fairies, three mice, and Rose, now called Aurora, her real name, walked along. Aurora was covered in a blue cloak as the sun was starting to set and they were all bringing her back home. Flora decided to go for the doors first. As she got them open, she gestured the others to come with her.
"Lock the door, Merryweather," Flora lightly ordered, "children, close the curtains, and Aurora, darling, is sitting there."
Everyone did so as Flora warned them to do so.
"This last gift, dear child, is for you," Flora said, but used hers, Fauna's, and Merryweather's magic in the air and formed a golden crown.
Cynthia came over and took it to give to Aurora.
"The symbol of your kingdom," Flora explained, "the crown you will wear in grace and beauty is your right and royal duty."
Cynthia nodded, but placed the crown on the girl's head. Aurora looked at her, but looked in the mirror to see her true princess self. It was no use, Aurora was yet breaking down, weeping because she would never see each other again like she had wanted to. What was the point of being a princess if she couldn't be happy?
"Now, darling..." Fauna tried to soothe.
"We better all let everyone have a few moments," Martin suggested.
The others nodded and decided to leave Aurora alone and try to get all her tears out and cope with becoming the future royal to the throne.
"That's the boy she met," Merryweather stated.
"What are we going to do," Fauna sighed.
"What's her problem anyhow," Cynthia almost scoffed, "she has to rule the country while she's getting married."
"You just can't stop true love......as Teresa says," Martin said.
"Why don't we at least check her out? I can't bear to see people I care about mournfully," Teresa approached the door.
"Yes, why not," Cynthia agreed and turned back, "Flora, Fauna, Merryweather, stay here, we'll be right back."
"Alright, just let us know if she changes her mind," Flora advised.
"Yes," Cynthia nodded, but went with her friends inside.
"Oh, I don't see why she has to marry an old prince," Merryweather snarled.
"Now, Merryweather, it's not up to us to decide," Flora warned her.
"Perhaps we should warn King Stefan of the boy," Fauna suggested.
"Well, why shouldn't we," Merryweather saw nothing wrong with that.
The children came back.
"What's wrong," Flora asked them as they looked a bit overwhelmed over something.
"She looked like a zombie, she just got up and left," Martin tried to explain.
"Wait a moment, listen to this," Flora heard something dramatic in the air.
The others listened and got very frightened instantly. "Maleficent! Rose," they rushed to see the girl, but she was gone like what Martin warned them.
"Why did we leave her alone," Fauna lamented.
"C'mon, hurry up," Cynthia rushed to the door and tried to get it open as it instantly closed.
"C'mon, teamwork," Flora suggested, but they all went against the doors to open them, but they wouldn't budge.
"What have we done now," Cynthia asked as she fought.
"Here," Flora had them step back, zap the doors with her wand and they continued to go after the poor princess.
The fairies used their wands as a supply of light as they kept looking for the girl, but she wouldn't respond. She either couldn't hear them or she was tranced by the black magic.
"Stairs," Cynthia pointed out.
The others went up the stairs to stop Aurora from following Maleficent's evil powers. The others kept looking around for the girl for where she could possibly be after she just disappeared from them without any way knowing where she would be.
"Rose, don't touch anything," Merryweather's voice echoed.
Aurora was just about to touch the needle right then, but stopped as one of her guardians for most of her life warned her not to.
"Touch the spindle," Maleficent's voice echoed, "touch it, I say!"
Aurora was now influenced by the villainess and reached close to touch and prick her finger. The others came just then and gasped in horror as they looked to see Maleficent right in front of them, looking wicked as always.
"You poor, simple fools," Maleficent frowned at them, "thinking you could beat me? Me! The mistress of all evil?! Well, here's your precious princess!"
"What have you done with Briar Rose," Teresa demanded.
Maleficent threw her cape close to her and revealed to show Aurora was on the floor, not moving and her crown was knocked on the floor. Maleficent laughed wickedly, disappearing into her green flames as the others were shocked and very distressed. The group went around the poor princess and were in distraught sadness as the sun was slowly coming up.
"Oh, I'll never forgive myself..." Flora moaned.
"We're all guilty...." Fauna moaned, who growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"
This yell was so loud that it echoed across the wilderness. In the castle, King Stefan, King Hubert and Queen Leah were ready for the wedding between Prince Philip and Princess Aurora. The group was very mournful and unseen what to warn the king and queen what just happened. The announcer called for the princess as fireworks blasted. The people were very happy, but unknowing at what just happened to the princess.
Flora, Fauna and Merryweather put Aurora in bed and tucked her in, unsure at what else to possibly do. Flora, Fauna and Merryweather were weeping while Martin, Teresa and Cynthia bore grim faces.
"What are we going to warn the King and Queen about," Teresa sighed sharply.
"They'll be brokenhearted if they found out," Fauna added.
Flora forced herself not to let this tear roll down her cheek. "They're not going to help us."
"They aren't coming back, are they," Fauna and the children asked.
Flora closed the curtains, approaching her group of friends. "We'll put them to sleep until Aurora wakes up. Come..."
"What about us," Cynthia asked.
"The three of you won't affect us, but we'll go and spread the magic of sleep," Flora said, but shrunk in size with Fauna and Merryweather.
"How are we going to influence that," Martin asked.
"Here, don't burst them now," Flora tapped the mouse children one by one and made them into their own bubble shelters. Martin's was red, Cynthia's was green and Teresa's was blue.
Teresa, Martin and Cynthia waved as the fairies went to put the world to sleep until Prince Philip would wake up Aurora from this feared curse. The children looked down to see one by one now, the knights were falling asleep and lowering their axes. Eventually, the people waiting were falling asleep now as well. The fairies were inside the kingdom now and put the king and his fair queen to sleep as well. The fairies went even as far to put the villagers asleep, shut down the water fountain and put out every lit torch in sight.
The kings seemed to be attempting to staying awake, Hubert was getting final words in, however.
"Well, I just spoke to my son, Philip..." Hubert yawned a bit, "he said he fell in love with some...peasant girl..."
"Turkey pheasant," that got Flora's attention and she swiftly flew back to him as he was about to drift away for a good while, "yes, yes, the rooster pheasant, who is she? Do you know her?"
"Just a peasant girl....." Hubert was dangerously close to falling asleep.
"Where? Where," Flora prompted.
"Once upon...a dream..." Hubert responded, but fell asleep on the arm of King Stefan's throne, hearing the frustrated fairies shout his name.
"Once upon a...." Flora thought, but put it together as she remembered that Aurora sang that after picking berries with the mice children. Then she went to meet with Fauna and Merryweather. "C'mon, we have to go back to the cottage!"
Fauna and Merryweather nodded and flew with her.
"We'd better get Teresa, Martin and Cynthia first," Flora remembered that they left the mouse children with the princess.
"C'mon, guys, we have to get back to the hut, that boy Rose met was a prince after all," Merryweather warned them.
"I knew it," Teresa beamed as she burst out of her bubbles, "oops..."
"C'mon, we have to help him and catch him," Flora warned them and drizzled them with pixie dust like in Never Land.
Then the children flew with the fairies to go to the cabin and collect Prince Philip.
The children and fairies were going to retrieve Prince Philip as he was coming in the dark. Flora saw that it was hard for the children to fly, but Teresa was well-experienced since she had actually gone to Never Land and meet Peter Pan. Flora zapped them all and decided to give them wings to carry them stronger.
They all made it to the cottage after passing the forest and river and came inside, turning normal and gasped as they saw Prince Philip's hat was left behind. He must have been here and have something horrible happen to him. Flora took the hat, terrifying her friends and sisters.
"Maleficent...." they all gasped in shock.
"She has Prince Philip," Merryweather trembled.
Flora looked dooming. "On the Forbidden Mountain..."
"B-But we can't...we can't go there," Fauna was horrified.
"We can," Flora warned them in determination, "and we must!"
Then the fairies and children went to the Forbidden Mountain where Maleficent's lair was. It was very dark, gloomy and creepy-looking. Cynthia looked concerned, where Martin held her. Teresa didn't seem too worried, she thought it looked cool. After flying to the peak where the mountain and castle were, they stopped and walked to where the bridge was.
They all stealthily sneaked around just to make sure someone wouldn't see them or jump out and surprise them. One of the guards was coming down the bridge just then, but luckily, he hadn't noticed them yet. They swiftly headed off as the guard came, looked around and didn't see them and went back inside.
"I hope you kids can climb," Flora warned the mice as she made herself, Fauna, Merryweather, Teresa, Martin and Cynthia into small size to climb the bridge's chain.
Teresa, Martin and Cynthia did their best to follow them. They just had to silently warn themselves not to look down or to ask why not. Always a bad idea. Luckily, they all made it and flew into the mouth of a gargoyle-like fashion.
One of the guards had a blade, which seemed menacing. The six of them went away to find Maleficent to see where Philip was being held hostage. They all almost flew into a sleeping guard who was snoring, but thankfully, he couldn't see them.
Everything in this place was so creepy, but they kept not giving up their search. The dramatic music came back, which led the six together to go find the villain. They looked to see a large circle of the minions around a green fire, dancing and chanting, it looked like a bad guy's bonfire.
"There she is," Martin whispered pitifully, pointing, "let's go."
Maleficent was in her throne, sucking up all the evilness she had and could take in her evening as she stroked Diablo.
"Rotten witch," Cynthia snorted.
"Too bad Philip can't be here to enjoy the celebration," Maleficent smirked, stroking her heavenly pet raven, "c'mon...we must go to the dungeon and cheer him up," she left in the deep, dark shadows with her bed.
The group overheard this and decided to swiftly spring into action. The guard was looking around as the group wandered off from him and swiftly went into the hole in the wall to look into the next room. They flew down the hall and downstairs and hid in a high pillar as Maleficent and Diablo came to the dungeon door.
The group was able to listen in, however, as the evil woman was approaching the prince.
"Oh, c'mon, Philip, why so melancholy," Maleficent taunted, "a wonderful future is before you. You, the hero destined to a charming fairy tale come true," she made visions with her scepter for him, "you see, King Stefan's castle and the tallest tower, dreaming of his true love, Princess Aurora.....but see, graceful woman of fate, why is this the self of a peasant woman who has captured the heart of our nobleman prince. That is, indeed, the most beautiful beauty. Sun gold in her hair, lips that share the same red, red rose. In eternal sleep, she finds rest. Years pass, but 100 years to a constant heart they last about a day. And now the dungeon gates part, and the prince is free to make his road on his noble steed, a brave figure, erect and tall, to awaken his love with the first kiss of love and taste this is true love conquers all."
Philip fought in his chain, really frustrated with her.
"Why, you mean," Merryweather wanted to lunge after her, but was held back by the others.
Diablo had noticed them and squawked to his mistress.
"C'mon, my pet," Maleficent commanded to leave the dungeon, "let's leave our noble prince with these happy thoughts. Day almost rewarding. For the first time, I'm going to sleep well," she chuckled and left.
"C'mon," Flora whispered to the group, turned them to normal size and came to meet sulking Prince Philip, "there's no time to explain."
Then Flora and Fauna used their wands to free Philip from his chains. Merryweather used her wand to unlock the door and free him. Philip grinned at them and was about to walk.
"Wait, Prince Philip," Flora stopped him, "the path to true love may be blocked, but many other dangers only you will have to face. Then, arm yourself with the enchanted shield of virtue and the sword of truth," she used her wand to give him a sword and shield, "by these weapons of justice and triumph over evil. Now, come, we must make haste."
The group swiftly escaped. As they did so, there was squawking heard from Diablo to get them into danger. They swiftly rushed up the stairs and Diablo swooped around them and a bunch of guards came down the stairs after them.
"Oh, dear, what have we done," Teresa sounded concerned.
"Here, children," Flora made the mice and her fellow fairies back to small size and with wings to get away faster.
Philip ran away with them to become the knight in shining armor Aurora dreamed of him to be. The group went on down ahead while Philip was slaying the hideous creatures. Philip slid down a rocky slide to get away from the guards and Diablo alerted a few more. The guards past the rocks were shoving them down to crush the heroes. Philip's horse neighed very frighteningly to warn his trainer.
"Philip, watch out," Flora cried, but used her wand to turn the rocks and boulders into bubbles.
They kept moving, but there were now bows and arrows as ammunition. Philip couldn't possibly dodge them all. Flora came back and turned the arrows into harmless flowers. Martin took one and gave it to Cynthia, grinning. Merryweather found Philip's horse was even chained and she freed him, using her wand. Then Philip climbed up on his horse and went away with his possible new friends.
Now the guards were pouring boiling oil. Since Philip knew the fairies would help him, he knew that he didn't need to be afraid of anything they threw at him now. Flora used her wand and turned the oil into open rainbow arches. Diablo squawked more.
"I'm fed up with that crazy bird," Teresa hissed.
Merryweather agreed and she flew after the bird. She didn't give up, but kept shooting her wand blasts at Diablo, but so far kept missing. However, eventually, Merryweather used a sneak attack and turned Diablo into a raven gargoyle and couldn't speak or move ever again. Then she went back to join the others in their quest.
The drawbridge was almost closing as Philip was almost escaping. The fairies used their magic to give him a path to cross the other side safely without falling. Maleficent sent lightning streaks, but Philip dodged them with his shield and kept riding as swiftly as he could.
Philip was sliding down a bit, but made it with his horse to get to King Stefan and Queen Leah's castle. As lightning struck, there were black thorny plants covering almost all of the kingdom. Philip cut through the plants, but it was a bit trickier than expected.
"There's the castle," Martin pointed.
Maleficent had her green flame entrance and appeared, making Philip's horse buck up. "Now, you must deal with me, O Prince, and all the powers of Hell," she laughed evilly and was slowly transforming into a giant, menacing, winged dragon.
"Oh, man..." Cynthia moaned.
"And I thought this was a children's story," Teresa gulped.
Flora put Teresa, Martin and Cynthia inside safety bubbles where they wouldn't get hurt or in any damage with Maleficent's wrath. Philip collected his horse and wielded his sword and shield to slay the heinous beast for her misdeeds of cursing Aurora and was putting King Stefan's kingdom in jeopardy. Flora, Fauna and Merryweather did what they could to help Philip since Maleficent was harder to battle than Philip would think as she could now willingly breathe fire.
Merryweather went with Philip as he was charging for Maleficent. However, Flora and Fauna kept Merryweather out of this. Philip had to destroy Maleficent and break the spell like the blue fairy made promised to happen since the day she was born. Cynthia, Teresa and Martin cheered as Philip was making his road through, dodging Maleficent's breath and the spiny plants. The children floated with the fairies to get away as Philip was now coming to dodge more flames.
"Look," Flora called, showing a new path to climb for him, "up there!"
Philip did so as warned and tried to climb up to get away from them. Maleficent was now coming to attack the sweet prince. The others were very concerned about him as he was in serious danger and Maleficent was no doubt stronger than she would ever seem to be.
This was truly a horrific feat. Maleficent was now on the concession stand with Philip as she climbed to face him and he was puny compared to her. Teresa, Martin, Cynthia, Flora, Fauna and Merryweather were really concerned for him. Maleficent blew out a giant fireball, which made Philip drop his shield now and there was no fashion to get it back. Philip had now noticed that his sword was lighting up much to his surprise, but it was the magic from the red fairy.
"Now sword of truth fly faster and sure," Flora recited with her magic to help the prince, "that evil die and good endure!"
"Throw it, Philip," Teresa cried out in grief.
Philip saw the sword yet glowing and twinkling and did so as the girl said. He lunged his sword into the scaly beast, which made her shriek out as the sword was stuck in her body now. The crimson liquid of blood leaked out as she was shrieking in pure pain of the gesture. She yet lunged for him, which made the bubbles and fairies float up.
Maleficent had hit the refreshment stand she was on with Philip on her stomach as it started to crumble and break up. Luckily, Philip was not falling, but the evil dragon was and falling into her own fire and all that was left was rising black and purple smoke. The others looked down to see Maleficent may have become her true form and was now dead as the sword was becoming black as her heart and soul.
"Now Princess Aurora can be saved," Martin sounded relieved.
"C'mon, we have to take him to her," Cynthia added.
Philip looked over to hear the clopping of his horse and saw he was royally going to ride him to meet the sleeping beauty, Princess Aurora. The prison that Maleficent made died as if her magic was being absorbed. It looked peaceful now to the castle of King Stefan and Queen Leah. The kingdom was yet asleep, however, and wouldn't be awakened from their eternal slumber until Aurora would be.
The mouse children were free from their bubbles now. They followed with Flora, Fauna and Merryweather to lead Philip to where Aurora was. He looked all around and looked up to the high tower at where they had left her.
"C'mon, we have to end this fairy tale," Teresa nudged.
Cynthia nodded and helped get the prince up to do what he was meant to do in order for Aurora to be awake and well without anymore disturbances from Maleficent. Philip dashed up the stairs with the children and fairies leading and there was Aurora, just right where they all left her.
She looked near deathly, but once Philip gave her a charming kiss on the lips, the others were surprised to see she looked just as she used to and was restored her health and beauty. Aurora's eyes flashed a few times as she looked to see she was rescued by the prince of her dreams and the boy she fell in love with, unknowing that they were arranged to be married and she was his princess all along. She grinned fondly at him. Flora and Fauna shared a hug while Merryweather and Teresa clapped, as Martin and Cynthia held each other's hands. The kiss was powerful enough to awaken the others in the kingdom and the celebration could properly continue.
After Philip kissed the sleeping Aurora and lifted the spell caused by Maleficent, but enchanted by Merryweather's magic, the kingdom woke up and the mouse children and fairies gathered together to see Philip coming down the stairs with Aurora on his arm. Everyone cheered, King Stefan and Queen Leah awakened, and even King Hubert was now awakening.
"Forgive me, Hubert, but what were you saying," King Stefan asked with a soft yawn.
"What, I was," Hubert didn't remember, but pulled from his think, "oh, yes, well, after all, Stefan, this is the 14th century."
"Yes, you said that a moment ago."
"You think facts will be fine now," Cynthia whispered to her friends.
"I'm sure facts will go well with Philip and Aurora now," Martin grinned to his boyfriend and girlfriend.
"It's a nice blue dress," Teresa said as Aurora wore the blue dress instead of pink like Flora wanted.
Merryweather grinned about that.
The kings were emotional and surprised to see their princess daughter and prince son together. They had fallen in love regardless of their royal titles and were glad to find out that they were meant for each other, even if they didn't even really realize it. Aurora saw her parents and ran to hug them for the first time in sixteen years. After the reunion, Aurora and Philip went to dance together.
"Are you alright," Teresa grinned down at the prince and princess, but turned to see Cynthia and Fauna shedding tears.
"Yes, darlings, what's the problem," Flora added.
"Oh, we love the happy endings," Fauna responded.
Cynthia nodded as she had a hanky around her eyes.
"Oh, me as well," Flora agreed with them. Then she gasped at the dress color that Aurora had on. "Pink," she zapped her wand as Aurora danced with the prince of her dreams.
Merryweather found this all romantic, but noticed the color change on the dress. "Blue," she zapped her wand as Aurora danced.
Martin took Cynthia's hand and went down with her to dance with Prince Philip and Princess Aurora, soon to be king and queen. The others were too happy for the two to even notice the magical color changes. Teresa sighed, rolling her eyes at Merryweather and Flora arguing about the color of the dress, but just watched the romantic display, even if she wasn't one for love stories.
"And then Aurora and Philip danced together, and then they lived happily ever after," Cynthia's voice said, but revealing she was sitting in a rocking chair with a storybook in hands with a blonde baby boy in her other arm, "the end...do you like that story, guys," she looked to see her adoptive baby brother and the puppies, Angel, Scamp, Danielle, Annette and Collette had fallen asleep.
"Oh, I'm sure they loved it, darling," Elizabeth grinned at her adoptive daughter, but gently took Junior in her arms and went to put him in his crib to sleep.
"Not for nothing, they call me the best babysitter in the world," Cynthia chuckled silently and grinned at her family.
Executive ProducersDENNIS DESHAZERSHERYL STAMPS LEACH
Senior ProducerJIM ROWLEY
ProducersJEFF GITTLEMARTHA DATEMA LIPSCOMB
DirectorBRUCE DECK
WriterMITCH LOBROVICH
Production DesignerJESS NELSON
Musical DirectorBOB SINGLETON
Lyricists/ComposersSTEPHEN BATES BALTESLORY LAZARUS
Performance DirectorPENNY WILSON
Educational SpecialistsMARY ANN DUDKO, Ph.D.MARGIE LARSEN, M.Ed.
Cast:Voice of Barney... BOB WESTBarney's Body Costume... DAVID JOYNERVoice of Baby Bop... JULIE JOHNSONBaby Bop's Body Costume... JEFF AYERSVoice of B.J. ... PATTY WIRTZB.J.'s Body Costume... JEFF BROOKS
Cast:Shawn... JOHN DAVID BENNETT, IITosha... HOPE CERVANTESStella the Storyteller... PHYLLIS CICEROJason... KURT DYKHUIZENKathy... LAUREN KING
Cast:Juan... MICHAEL KROSTCarlos... COREY LOPEZMin... PIA MANALOJulie... SUSANNAH WETZEL
Cast:Special Thanks to... MATTHEW S. CARLTONPuppeteers... JESS NELSONCHARLES BAILEYRAY HENRYROBBIE MCGUIRE
Associate DirectorERIC NORBERG
Stage ManagerTERRIE DAVIS MANNING
Lighting DesignerSTEVEN BRILL
EditorMCKEE SMITH
Audio DirectorDAVID M. BOOTHE
Art DirectorELIZABETH SAGAN VELTEN
Wardrobe Supervisor/DesignerLISA O. ALBERTSON
Technical Operations SupervisorRANDY BREEDLOVE
Video EngineerBINK WILLIAMS
Camera OperatorsLARRY ALLEN OZ COLEMANTOM COX BRUCE HARMON
Production AudioRONALD G. BALENTINE
Boom OperatorsJAMES JOHNSONDAVID SMITH
Lighting DirectorCASEY COOK
Key GripsBUZ CANNONSTEVE RITCHEYMICHAEL HANNINGJIM FISCHERJIM LACYSTEVE WALKER
Lighting Board OperatorTODD DAVIS
Grip/ElectricJAMES EDWARDS
Construction SupervisorCHARLES BAILEY
Craft Shop SupervisorRAY HENRY
Art/Craft CoordinatorAMY ATHERTON
Set DresserAGGIE DAVIS-BROOKS
DraftspersonCHRISTOPHER MCCRAY
Craft/Prop ArtistMARK BROGAN
Props/Special EffectsDAVID COBB
CarpentersTY M. BURNSDANNY SMITH
Scenic PainterE. (BILL) SLETTE
Swing CrewCARMELO GOMEZ
Costume Shop ManagerGEORGIA FORD WAGENHURST
Costume TechnicianD.J. SEGLER
Costume SewingNATALIE SERGI-SAARISUSIE THENNES
Make-Up DesignerJEANIE L. D'IORIO
Hair StylistDEBRA HERTEL HAEFLING
Costume/Wardrobe AssistantsBRIAN N. BLEVINSJANET BUSH
Field ProducerSANDY JANTZEN
Post VideotapeDUDLEY ASAFF
Dialogue EditorDENICE CROWELL
Post Production AudioCRAIG CHASTAIN
Production Office ManagerSUE SHINN
Script SupervisorCATHERINE REYNOLDS
Production CoordinatorsJULIE HUTCHINGSKELLY MAHER
Production AccountantDEBBIE COTTLE
Production SecretaryAUSTIN GRAY
Asst. to Performance DirectorDAVID VOSS
Production AssistantJOEL ZOCH
Barney Music DepartmentJILL HANCE CHARLES KINGJONATHAN SMITH ETHEL WADSWORTH
For Singleton Productions, Inc.KEITH DAVENPORT LARRY HARONMIKE PIETZSCH
Educational Research StaffPATSY J. ROBLES GOODWIN, M.Ed.KIMBERLY THORNTON, M.Ed.JOY STARR
Children's TeacherSANDRA GILPIN
Children's SupervisorMARY EVANS
Barney and the Backyard Gang™ and Barney & Friends®were originally developed by Sheryl Leach,Kathy Parker and Dennis DeShazer.
Vocal Performances Enhanced with Help fromSingleton Productions, Inc.
"I Love You" • Lyrics by Lee Bernstein (BMI)
Special Thanks to Cochran ChapelChild Development Center
Original Barney, Baby Bop and B.J.Costumes byIRENE COREY DESIGNASSOCIATES
Produced byTHE LYONS GROUP ANDCONNECTICUT PUBLIC TELEVISION
For Connecticut Public TelevisionExecutives in ChargeLARRY RIFKINSHARON BLAIR
Executive in ChargeRICHARD C. LEACH
BARNEY & FRIENDS • Caring Means SharingCopyright 1959 • Lyons Partnership, L.P.