Rayman Legends Adventures in Cinderella 3: A Twist in Time/Script

Cinderella was looking at the many portraits.
"Seems like only yesterday, right," Teresa's voice asked.
Cinderella turned around and then grinned brightly once she saw who was there. "Teresa...Martin..."
"Not just us," Martin grinned as Cynthia and Patch came in.
"Oh, a puppy," Cinderella beamed.
Patch shivered as he got on his hind legs to meet Cinderella.
"Hello, Cinderella," Cynthia said with a curtsy.
"Oh, you're Martin's girlfriend.....Cynthie," Cinderella grinned.
"It's Cynthia, but yes...that's me..." Cynthia grinned back.
"It sure has been a while since the House of Villains fact," Martin said.
"Oh, yes..." Cinderella said to her old friends, but grinned to Cynthia, "oh, you're Cynthie."
"Cynthia, please," Cynthia replied.
"Cynthia, I'm sorry..." Cinderella said, "it's very good to see you both, I've missed you since you left to find your parents."
"We're very sorry, Cinderella, but it felt like destiny," Teresa said.
"Yes, and where it kind of was because if we hadn't left to find our parents/families, we wouldn't have had such amazing adventures," Martin grinned.
"I understand...." Cinderella said, "it wasn't the same without you, but we managed."
"We noticed a certain female mouse was pregnant," Martin grinned.
"Oh, yes, Mary is expecting......" Cinderella grinned back with a nod, "I always had a feeling about her and Jaq."
"What about Gus," Teresa asked.
"I think he's trying to get with Perla," Cinderella guessed about the other well-known female mouse friend of theirs.
"I wish he'll be able to get together with Perla," Martin said.
"I hope so..." Cinderella grinned.
'Why do I have a feeling she's about to sing,' Teresa thought to herself.
"I'm so glad you're all here......" Cinderella said. "Especially you....." she gently patted Patch on the head.
Patch grinned up to her. "It's nice to eventually speak with you, Princess Cinderella."
"I am as well," Cinderella grinned.
"You're gonna sing, aren't you," Teresa asked.
"You loved it if I'd sing......" Cinderella pouted.
"Yes, perhaps until I was little..." Teresa replied, "but I guess for old time's sake."
Then Cinderella grinned.
"Proceed..." Teresa allowed.
I can't wait to hear her sing, Cynthia thought to herself.
"What a perfectly perfect life, it's a fairy tale come true, I'm a princess and a wife all because I fit a shoe~" Cinderella sang, "if I dreamed of love who'd guessed I'd end up here? At the end of a perfectly perfect year~"
Teresa and Martin looked with Cinderella to see one portrait of her in her ballgown dancing with the prince for the first time. Then there was their wedding portrait and Cinderella's shoe even slipped away at the top of the steps as they were on their road to their honeymoon.
"Now will my perfectly perfect wife put on her perfectly perfect shoes," the Prince came in with a grin.
"You found my shoes," Cinderella smiled before she chuckled as she started to try to get her shoes from her husband.
The Prince chuckled as he kept the shoes apart from her. Cinderella chuckled as she tried to get her shoes from him.
"Well, you've been playful since last time we were here," Teresa said to the prince.
"Teresa! Martin! You're here," Prince Charming grinned before noticing Cynthia and Patch, "and I see you brought some guests with you."
"Hello, sir," Martin bowed while Teresa lowly curtsied.
"It's been too long," Teresa said to the prince with a small nostalgic grin.
"It sure has," Charming grinned.
"Hello, Your Majesty, my name is Cynthia, I was at the House of Mouse since that villain fact happened," Cynthia said.
"And I was there as well," Patch added.
"I remember, anyhow, we better get going; Fairy Godmother's waiting," Charming grinned.
"What were the mice using my shoes for this time," Cinderella chuckled.
"Boats," Charming chuckled as he turned one shoe over to let water splash out and he put one onto her foot. "There," he picked her up by her waist, which made her chuckle in delight.
Soon they made their road to four horses. Two birds merrily chirped as they flew in the heavens above them.
"Come aboard," Cinderella warned Teresa and Martin.
"C'mon, Cynthia, you can ride with me," Martin warned his girlfriend.
"I'd love it," Cynthia grinned.
Martin got onto his horse and then helped Cynthia up to sit behind him. "Hang on tight."
"Sure, Prince Cornelius," Teresa teased Martin and Cynthia's interactions.
Soon they made their road to Fairy Godmother. Cynthia chuckled as she rode behind Martin as they were going out.
Meanwhile, with Lady Tremaine and her daughters...
Anastasia and Drizella were forced to do the chores since Cinderella didn't live with them anymore and Lucifer merely watched them since he was a cat and all and couldn't do much.
"Why should we do the chores,~" Anastasia sang while they cleaned some pots.
"I would rather rot in jail~" Drizella sang.
"Washing dishes and scrubbing floors~" Anastasia moaned as she set a huge pile in the sink.
"Oh, that's grand, I just broke a nail," Drizella complained as she made the dishes fall on her sister.
"Cinderella is in the palace living the life of luxury and never once been invited to a ball~" Anastasia and Drizella sang as Anastasia swept the floor, incidentally sweeping up Lucifer's food bowl as he wanted one of them to feed him.
"Or even tea," Drizella complained as she tossed a tea cup over her shoulder.
"Why don't I get a happy ending," Anastasia frowned as she took a broken plate and wore it like a crown as she looked in her reflection from another plate on the floor, "where's the prince who marries me?"
"Where will this horrible nightmare disappear," Anastasia and Drizella complained together until their mother walked in.
"Pathetic," Lady Tremaine sighed as she saw her daughters fight before giving them a load of laundry to do so.
"Oh, what a perfectly miserably awful year," Anastasia and Drizella frowned to each other.
The sisters continued to fight until Anastasia was kicked out of the room by Drizella, which alarmed their chickens. Then Anastasia looked to see Cinderella, the Prince, Teresa and Martin riding on their horses in a happy and carefree fashion together.
"Somewhere there must be someone who loves me, he'll show me a world that I never knew, he'll ask for my hand and I'll say I do so, oh, wouldn't it be finer than fine, if that perfectly perfect love were mine..." Anastasia sighed in jealousy as she had forgotten all about the baker who was the right man for her, but she had no memory of him at all for some reason. And where soon she climbed over the fence and saw something glowing in the forest and decided to go to the same place the group was going to.
"He's a perfectly charming prince, she's a charmingly perfect lass~" Fairy Godmother sang as she made a gazebo from her magic wand for the lovely couple.
"They've lived happily ever after since she fit the slipper~" Jaq sang.
"Made of glass~" Gus completed.
"Take your places everyone, the time is drawing near......to celebrate~" Fairy Godmother sang.
"A perfectly perfect year," Fairy Godmother, Jaq and Gus cheered all together.
Cinderella, Charming, Martin, Teresa, Cynthia and Patch soon arrived. Cinderella and Charming grinned as today was their one year anniversary.
"Surprise," Gus and Jaq smiled.
Little did they know, Anastasia was jumping in the back, trying to see what was going on as she was snubbed out. She eventually got onto one of the trees and evidently got to see what was going on. Martin helped Cynthia down onto the ground, taking her hand where she could step safely onto the grass.
"A perfect happy anniversary party that we planned for you~" Jaq and Gus sang to Cinderella and Charming.
"And I throw in some magic with a bibbidi-bobbidi-boo~" Fairy Godmother added in, waving her wand to put the two in the clothes they wore for the ball, "just like the night I sent you, Martin and Teresa to the ball."
"Then that's how these three did it, magic," Anastasia grinned as she saw what just happened.
Then Charming danced with Cinderella as the others merrily sang for them.
"On this perfectly perfect day~" Martin, Teresa, Patch, Cynthia, Jaq, Gus and Fairy Godmother sang.
"There is magic in the air~" Fairy Godmother sang as she began to make some autumn-colored flowers float while waving her wand like a baton composing an orchestra.
"Sheesh, I do wonder if that old lady has a wand that she can spare," Anastasia wondered with a grin as she watched the magic at work.
"What could ever come between us," Cinderella and Charming asked each other.
"I would gladly volunteer," Anastasia grinned.
Two swans were coming close together as the two danced.
"And as for the future well it's perfectly clear~" Fairy Godmother sang to the happy couple.
"It's sure to be another magically~" Martin, Teresa, Cynthia, Patch, Cinderella, Charming, Jaq, Gus and Fairy Godmother sang.
"Tragically~" Anastasia sang before she fell backwards out of the tree.
"Perfectly perfect year~" Martin, Teresa, Patch, Cynthia, Cinderella, Charming, Jaq, Gus and Fairy Godmother sang as flower petals started to fall around Cinderella and Charming.
Then the wand incidentally landed right in front of the red-haired step-sister as she landed in the bushes.
"Perfect," Anastasia grinned eagerly. Soon she caught the wand and made her road to her mother and sister.
"That was amazing, Fairy Godmother," Cynthia grinned.
"Thank you, darling..." Fairy Godmother grinned back, "uou are as lovely as I imagined you'd be."
"I just wish I could've been there for the ball..." Cynthia sighed, "I met Martin too late."
"What else can you summon with your wand, Fairy Godmother," Patch asked.
"Well, let me show you," Fairy Godmother said before she reached in her sleeve to get her wand, only not to feel it anywhere in her gown. "That's queer..." she said to herself.
"What's wrong," Cynthia asked.
"I...I seemed to have misplaced my wand..." Fairy Godmother frowned.
Patch started to sniff Fairy Godmother and started to follow the scent of her magic, which was leading to a bush and was continuing on.
Then Fairy Godmother followed him. "Be right back, darlings," she warned the others.
"I just hope nobody wrong has the wand..." Teresa sounded hesitant.
"Same here," Martin said. Him, Cynthia, Teresa and Fairy Godmother followed Patch where they could find the wand.
Patch sniffed for the magic dust as he was leading them apart from Cinderella and her prince.
Drizella was outside trying to cut a piece of wood where they would have some firewood, but it seemed to be difficult for her. Teresa and Martin smirked since Drizella was forced to do manual labor.
"Mother? Mother! Mother," Anastasia giddily rushed over as Drizella fell flat on the ground after having damage with the wood.
"Anastasia, where have you been," Lady Tremaine frowned as her red-haired daughter wasn't doing any luck.
"Slacking off again," Drizella scoffed at her sister.
"Mother, our dangers are over," Anastasia beamed as she took out Fairy Godmother's magic wand.
Drizella stood up and where until she saw the magic wand she thought it was a stick and so did their mother.
"A stick..." Lady Tremaine deadpanned.
"Ooh, let's beat her with it," Drizella grinned to her mother.
"No, no, not a stick, a magic wand," Anastasia corrected them.
This caused for Martin and Teresa to become hesitant.
"She's eventually cracked," Drizella said, just thinking Anastasia was crazy.
"I saw this old lady use it and where she made the same dress Ciderella wore at the ball appear and the prince," Anastasia sighed dreamily.
"I blame the house work," Drizella warned her mother.
"Oh, I'll prove it to you," Anastasia frowned before she then tried to think of Fairy Godmother's magic words.
Lady Tremaine simply scoffed thinking her red-haired daughter was crazy and Drizella simply stuck her tongue out at her sister before the two of them began to make their road to the house.
"Oh, there it is..." Fairy Godmother came for her wand, "now, in the wrong hands, the wand is extremely dangerous!"
Lucifer seemed to smirk once he had a brief look at the Fairy Godmother.
"She's right," Cynthia said as she, Martin, Teresa and Patch came to Fairy Godmother's side.
Then Fairy Godmother and Anastasia began to fight over the wand.
"You two," Lady Tremaine frowned to Teresa and Martin.
"We're not afraid of you anymore," Teresa frowned back.
"Yes," Martin also frowned in agreement.
"Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo," Anastasia called out, which made the wand activate its magic.
Then the magic bounced off the ax's metal part and it struck Lucifer instantly. Then the cat came out and now had the body of a swan. This caused for Patch and Cynthia to snicker. Lucifer looked at his new body's features and mewed/honked in dismay.
"Look what you've done," Fairy Godmother scolded Anastasia.
"I think he looks better that fashion," Martin smirked.
Then Fairy Godmother chased Anastasia to get her wand back.
"Give her that wand back," Cynthia frowned to Anastasia.
"Yes," Patch barked.
"I mean it, you silly old garden gnome," Anastasia strained.
Then Cynthia and Patch went to help Fairy Godmother get her wand back. Then Anastasia used the magic words, which made the magic bounce off from the metal to zap the three of them and turned them into stone statues.
"NO," Martin and Teresa cried out in despair.
Lady Tremaine was surprised at the turn of events, but she grinned darkly. Anastasia felt bad for that to happen, she never meant to do that and was now hesitant and concerned.
"Anastasia, I can't believe you," Martin frowned with tears as his girlfriend was now a statue.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to turn them to stone, honest," Anastasia said.
"Then this is how you all did it..." Lady Tremaine grinned darkly as she took the wand with an evil look to Teresa and Martin. "What delicious irony...don't you realize what this means, girls," she asked her daughters.
"Yes, no more laundry," Drizella cheered.
"Ugh..." Lady Tremaine rolled her eyes at that before grinning wickedly again, "it means power....riches...revenge!"
"Oops..." Teresa and Martin gulped.
"Ohh..." Anastasia and Drizella now understood.
"I wanna be filthy, stinking rich," Drizella rushed over.
"I want a prince of my own," Anastasia begged for the wand.
"Listen, you three don't have any idea of how dangerous this is," Martin said.
"Maybe you two should be disposed of and go back to where you came from..." Lady Tremaine narrowed her eyes to Teresa and Martin.
Martin and Teresa were about to get themselves ready for the magic.
"But right now, I shall fix this mess that you three have caused problems," Lady Tremaine said.
Teresa and Martin frowned at Lady Tremaine as they were over their fears of her since they were older and had faced much worse.
"I call upon all the forces of the universe, Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo," Lady Tremaine called out while having the wand in her hands with her eyes closed.
At first, it didn't look like it worked. Lady Tremaine looked at the wand, but then suddenly, a gust of bright green magic zipped out from the wand and went to the heavens.
"No, you can't do this, stop," Teresa and Martin's voices overlapped as their destinies were going to be changed.
The magic hit the heavens like fireworks.
"We better get a hold on them," Teresa whispered.
Martin nodded silently in agreement. Then Lady Tremaine cast a spell to go back to the day after the ball until the prince came to find the one who fit the glass slipper to become his new wife. Soon Martin and Teresa sneaked up behind Anastasia and Drizella as the spell was taking them back in time. Cinderella and the prince were levitating and were soon being split up from each other as the spell grew to be a success.
Time went backwards as they were now back in the time as the prince's men had arrived to the house to see who fit the glass slipper. Teresa and Martin's clothes were ragged and different since they were now back in the time before their lives changed, but they yet knew and remembered what just happened since they were with the wicked step-family. And where they were reverting back to the age that they were at since they were living with Cinderella. The two were in their old bedroom and they looked around.
"Martin, the carriage," Teresa pointed out the window.
"We're back to when we-----" Martin said before he looked to the door.
Lady Tremaine hid the wand in her sleeve while Anastasia and Drizella looked emotional as the Grand Duke had come to their home. And where the door to Cinderella's, Martin's and Teresa's room was locked.
Teresa tried to open the door, but it was locked. "It's locked!"
"That's right..." Martin remembered.
Soon they heard two familiar mice coming. They also had the key. Cinderella gasped upon seeing this and grinned with relief once she saw her best mice friends coming to the rescue.
Meanwhile downstairs, the Duke had arrived inside.
The herald blew his trumpet to alert the household of their arrival. "The Grand Duke!" he then announced.
Soon the Grand Duke entered inside the house.
"Pardon me, but we're all aware of His Grace's purposes," Lady Tremaine grinned as she cut the herald off from his introduction of the Grand Duke, "maybe we should just get on with it."
"Quite, Madame, quite so..." the Grand Duke replied as he adjusted his monocle.
Then the herald arrived with the glass slipper to fit it onto Anastasia's foot. Anastasia grinned before she remembered what just happened last time before she showed her foot.
"Ooh..." the herald grimaced once he saw how big Anastasia's foot was compared to the glass slipper.
Drizella cupped her mouth and laughed at her sister's embarrassment.
Then the herald attempted to put the slipper on Anastasia's foot before Lady Tremaine whispered the magic words to make the slipper fit on her foot. And where the herald was surprised that the slipper had to fit. "It fits..." he whispered in shock.
"It fits," the Grand Duke replied in equal shock.
"It fits," Anastasia cheered before kissing her foot in sweet victory, "oh, Mother, it fits!"
"Yeesh, I do wonder if it fits," Drizella deadpanned.
Anastasia continued to cheer as the slipper fit on her foot. She even danced with Lucifer in celebration.
"Grace and poise, my darling," Lady Tremaine reminded her red-haired daughter.
"I hear by we have found the princess bride-to-be," the Grand Duke said with a shudder.
Then the herald blared his trumpet right behind him, which shook him even more.
"We must return to the palace at once," the Grand Duke then said, putting his hat on.
Soon Anastasia went to the door to get to the palace. She had a slight limp because of wearing two different shoes.
"No, it can't be," Cinderella cried out in grief as she came to the top of the stairs and rushed down to stop the herald and Grand Duke from leaving.
"Wait," Martin called down.
"Please, stop," Teresa added.
"Your Grace, would you excuse me," Lady Tremaine said apologetically to the Grand Duke, "I must have a word with my maid and young wards."
The Grand Duke walked out with the herald. Anastasia guiltily looked up to the others until Drizella viciously shoved her out the door. Teresa, Martin and Cinderella began to make their road down the stairs until they were stopped by Lady Tremaine.
"You all look confused," Lady Tremaine said to them.
"How could the slipper fit Anastasia," Cinderella asked in disbelief and shock.
"That was Cinderella's slipper," Martin said.
"She even has the other slipper," Teresa added.
"Yes, I'm the one he's looking for," Cinderella said as she took out her other glass slipper.
"You may have danced with him, you may even have thought it was love, but the slipper fits Anastasia, and that's who he's marrying," Lady Tremaine mocked her step-daughter before taking the other glass slipper and let it fall, only for it to shatter into many pieces, "whatever you think what just happened last night was a dream. The same goes for you, street urchins."
"But it wasn't a dream at all, it was real and you know it," Martin looked up at Lady Tremaine.
"I don't care what you all do or where you stay, but stay away from the palace..." Lady Tremaine hissed to the three. "Stay away from the prince," she sharply stormed down the stairs.
"We'll stop you, and save my girlfriend and dog," Martin frowned. "Sam and Spot..." he stopped. "No, wait, Alex and Rex....umm...what were their names again?"
"You have a girlfriend," Teresa asked as their memories seemed to be fading as the timeline was being altered.
Martin continued to think until two names finally came in. "Oh, that's right, Cynthia and Patch," he said, eventually remembering them.
"Who're they," Teresa asked.
"Ugh, focus," Martin shook her, "don't let your memories go away or else we'll be like how we used to be!"
"Patch..." Teresa stopped to think, "I'm seeing...spots..."
"Yeah, he's a Dalmatian," Martin said.
"Right..." Teresa said.
"Man, that was close..." Martin said in relief.
Soon they saw two necklaces around their necks with a note attached to one of them.
"Where'd these necklaces come from," Teresa noticed as she glanced at the note that came with the jewelry.
Soon Martin read the note to himself and where saw Fievel's initials. Teresa looked with him as she had a similar note from the same mouse.
"'I thought you two might need these in case you went back in time and your memories were going to disappear, little by little, these necklaces will protect your memories'," Martin and Teresa read as Cinderella went to the door to close it.
"Fievel..." Teresa whispered, "I'm feeling a lot of pain..."
"And I'm feeling a lot of strength..." Martin whispered back.
Then they both remembered who Fievel was in their lives. "OUR GUARDIAN!!"
Then they both saw that Cinderella was yet shocked at what happened. This was a mournful sight for them since Cinderella was their best friend ever since their adoption. The birds and mice were disheartened along with them. The Grand Duke and the herald left with the Tremaine family in their horse-drawn carriage and it was time for them to go to the palace.
"What just happened," Gus asked Jaq in confusion.
Cinderella walked away mournfully as she felt emotionally crushed and brokenhearted. "I-I don't understand," she frowned before she began to sing, "I always dreamed that my life could be like a fairy tale a perfect fantasy~"
Gus and Jaq decided to come down to do what they did best; console Cinderella in her time of need.
"Every day a new adventure, on some undiscovered shore, was it nothing more, than a dream,~" Cinderella knelt past the shattered remains of the glass slipper as she picked up the pieces in disbelief and distraught.
Jaq, Gus, Martin and Teresa each looked mournful as Cinderella picked up the two pieces in the shape of a heart from her shattered glass slipper. "Then one magic night with a single dance I found more than just a storybook romance and for once my life was perfect as we glide across the floor and it was so much more so much more than a dream~" she sang as she put the two piece together into a shape of a heart and where inside it showed the night of the ball where she was dancing with the prince. Then she took the pieces apart as it felt close to her broken heart on the inside. "I could say it never happened, just a dream from the start, but then I'd live my life, with a broken heart~"
Gus started to weep from this.
"No, no, don't cry, Gus-Gus, Princey knows he danced with Cinderelly," Jaq assured his mouse friend.
"Yes..." Cinderella grinned as that instantly gave her an idea. "Of course he does," she wiped Gus's face with her finger to soothe his tears, "what if I'd just see him again?"
"Yes, yes," Jaq agreed, "see Princey!"
"Yes, everything will be alright," Cinderella grinned.
"Everything will be alright," Jaq cheered with her.
"Yes, yes," Gus happily agreed.
"We're coming as well," Teresa and Martin warned Cinderella.
"You sure," Cinderella asked.
"Yes, if you're going, but so are we," Martin said.
"We're family, Cinderella, it's what we're here for," Teresa even said before whispering, "then we can save Snoopy and Al."
Martin put her necklace back on.
"Patch and Cynthia," Teresa said, correcting herself.
"Alright then," Cinderella grinned before singing, "because in a prince's arms, I found a love I can't deny~"
Then the mice went up the stairs to get ready.
"If there's any chance to set facts right, I've simply have to try~" Cinderella sang as the mice brought down her cloth to wear over her head as she always wore while going into the village.
Then Teresa and Martin opened the doors for Cinderella and went with her to the kingdom.
"Then I'll trust my heart what else have I done? I can't live in dreams if my dreams are to come true~" Cinderella sang as they exited the manor and went through a few trees.
"There's a better life that's waiting, past the mountains we must climb~" Martin sang.
"I will take a chance on love, to get our once upon a time~" Teresa even sang.
Once they saw the castle, they knew that it wasn't going to be far to walk.
"Oh, I want so much more so much more than a dream~" Cinderella, Martin and Teresa sang.
Then the birds and mice followed as they were going to the castle.
"Remember, Teresa, we can't take these necklaces apart," Martin warned his best friend, "it's the only fashion we'll remember our futures."
"OK, that's it..." Teresa said as she strained with her necklace.
Soon Martin tied Teresa's necklace in a double knot. Teresa watched him.
"This should be secure..." Martin said as he tested catching the necklace away and then let it go once it was secure.
They were now coming to the front gates of the castle.
"We can't get through the front gates," Martin said, "we'll have to go through the servants' entrance."
Gus frowned at the guards, willing to fight with them.
"This way," the birds tweeted, leading them to the servants' entrance.
"Follow the birds," Teresa said.
Cinderella followed with Teresa and Martin as the servants were going in where they were needed.
"Keep out of sight," Martin warned the birds.
"You have it," the birds tweeted.
Then there was a man handing piles of cheese over to the servants who needed it.
"Cheeese..." Teresa smirked eagerly, willing to go for the cheese like a mouse.
"I think I just found our road in," Martin said.
Teresa was walking eagerly.
"Ease up the drool," Martin warned her.
"I can't help it...." Cherry said like a zombie, "cheeeeeese..."
"Please don't eat any of the cheese," Martin said.
Teresa pouted. Cinderella walked with the two as they got cheese from the man. The man gave them a look, not recognizing or knowing them, especially toward Teresa and Martin since they were 'orphans'. Soon Martin, Teresa and Cinderella gave him a grin, making him think that they were servants for the castle.
The man seemed shy from Cinderella's grin and grinned back as he gave them the cheese, which luckily wasn't too heavy for either of them. A man after them tried to flash a grin to the cheese man as they went inside the castle. The other servants went outside once they put the cheese on the pile and Teresa was about to bite hers.
"C'mon, let's get to work," Martin dragged her astray from the cheese.
"Dang it," Teresa moaned.
"There's an open door," Cinderella grinned silently, "now, all we have to do is find him and--"
"STOP," a sharp female voice called.
The others looked to see Prudence, looking even more sour than Teresa and Martin remembered.
"You there, who are you," Prudence frowned at the intruders.
"Um, we're new servants," Martin said, trying to lie.
"I'm in charge of all the servants here and I've never seen you all before..." Prudence folded her arms, "what is your purpose?"
Teresa looked down to Jaq and Gus, but grinned hesitantly. "We're the royal mouse catchers, right, guys?"
"That's right," Cinderella grinned hesitantly.
Martin nodded his head hesitantly.
"Royal mouse catchers," Prudence scoffed, "preposterous!"
"Erm, snap 'em and trap 'em, that's our motto," Cinderella chuckled hesitantly.
This caused for Gus and Jaq to get hesitant. Then Teresa and Martin silently reassured the mice that they would never hurt them. Then this made Gus and Jaq instantly relieved. Then the two mice hurried into the kitchen to cause a ruckus.
"I can assure you, there has never been a single, solitary----" Prudence was about to send them away.
"MOUSE," a woman's voice shrieked.
The cooks ran around in a panic as Gus and Jaq were tormenting them on purpose to let Cinderella, Teresa and Martin inside the castle.
"Sounds like you've found mice in the castle after all," Martin said.
"Please, let us help," Cinderella said as Prudence watched in horror and disgust.
"Yes, we are royal mouse catchers after all," Teresa said.
"This is my kitchen, I'll take care of it," Prudence frowned as she took out a broom to swat Jaq and Gus with.
"This can't end well," Martin smirked.
"No..." Teresa agreed, she was even snickering.
Jaq and Gus luckily kept avoiding Prudence and even ended up humiliating her as she was unsuccessfully chasing them to get rid of them.
"Please let us help," Martin said.
"For your...erm...sanity," Teresa had a small amused snicker.
"I almost have them," Prudence frowned. Then she landed face-first into a basket of tomatoes, only for them to splat in her face.
Then Gus pushed a pot on top of her head and jumped on top of it. Then a cook woman tried to swat at Gus, but only hit Prudence on the head with her broom. Martin and Teresa couldn't hold it in anymore as they both laughed, finding that rather funny. They even held each other as they laughed out loud and long at the mess. Soon Cinderella cleared her throat as they had to get their act together and stop laughing. Then Teresa and Martin returned focus, trying to contain themselves.
Then Cinderella took out a net. "We'll take it from here," she warned Prudence.
Prudence agreed with them, only for her to pass out from exhaustion. The others winced from the smash as they left the room and went up the stairs with the mice.
"That was priceless," Martin laughed.
"Did you see Prudence's face," Teresa laughed, "she went KERSPLAT!!"
Teresa and Martin laughed together again, acting younger than they were before since they were younger in this time frame.
"OK, that's it, now, let's stay focused," Cinderella grinned.
"Now, let's find ourselves a prince," Teresa said.
"Agreed," Martin nodded.
Then they walked away.
"Hear anything," Teresa asked Martin.
"I'm afraid not...." Martin sighed.
"Oh, yes..." Teresa remembered, "you don't have superpowers yet."
Soon they heard swords clashing. Martin cleaned the inside of his ear as he heard the swords and walked with Teresa. And where soon they went into one of the rooms silently to see Charming and his father fencing.
"Is that a gym," Martin grinned at the sights.
"I guess we never saw this part of the castle," Teresa whispered.
Then a sword flew astray from the king and prince. Teresa shrieked until the sword stabbed her bow and she was stabbed against the wall, which made her face pale and she shivered hesitantly. Martin went over to her and began to try to help her by trying to get the sword off her hood. It was a bit of a fight, but soon he got it out, which made Teresa fall flat on the floor. Martin groaned as it was a bit heavy for him. Teresa got out of the road.
Then Martin let go of the sword and shivered slightly. "Man, I forgot how heavy facts used to be!"
Soon Teresa stood silent with wide eyes.
"It's alright, Teresa, I have it..." Martin groaned as he backed up.
The prince and king were looking for the sword that got loose as they discussed the prince's wishes to find the girl who fit the glass slipper. Martin began to groan as he began to bring the sword back to them.
"Excuse me, that's mine, boy..." the king frowned as he took the sword from Martin.
"Erm, I'm sorry, Your Majesty..." Martin blinked hesitantly.
"Father, I wish he was just bringing you your sword to you," Charming said.
"That's right," Martin said.
"Huh..." the King hummed as he took the sword back.
The prince looked down to the two children. "Do I know you two," he asked curiously.
"Um, we're your royal assistants, Your Majesty," Martin bowed, "well, royal assistants and mouse catchers."
"Yes, that would be us...." Teresa even curtsied. "Surely, you remember...." she put emphasis in hopes of getting him to remember them, especially Cinderella.
"Well then, thank you for returning my sword," the king said.
Martin and Teresa grinned.
"Now run along...." the king warned them where he could bond with his son.
Teresa and Martin turned back and then decided to catch up with Cinderella and the mice.
"That sword felt like it weighed 10,000 pounds," Martin complained.
"Welcome back to being a normal person with normal strength," Teresa said.
Martin sighed. "How do you get used to it?"
"I don't," Teresa deadpanned.
Soon they heard the fanfare informing the prince and his father that they had found the one they thought was the one he had danced with last night. The prince went to dress his best while his father admirably looked to a portrait of the late queen.
"We better get going," Martin whispered.
Teresa nodded and walked with Martin.
"I really wish I had my powers..." Martin sighed.
"Well, right now, we'll have to do without them," Teresa said.
Martin sighed, not liking the sound of that.
"I know, but we've dealt without them before..." Teresa reminded, "Just think, we had totally different lives with Cinderella. We thought we were all alone."
"That's true," Martin said as they went to where the Tremaine family was.
"Now, if you ladies would have a seat, the Prince will be right with you..." the Grand Duke warned the family before the door burst open on him as the prince rushed out to meet the girl he danced with at the ball.
"My prince," Anastasia beamed.
The Prince grinned until he saw Anastasia and frowned as he felt something wrong. Soon Martin and Teresa secretly sneaked inside.
"Your Highness," Lady Tremaine grinned and bowed her head to the prince.
"Oh, hello...am I in the right room," Charming looked to Anastasia in confusion.
"Yes! He remembers who he danced with," Martin cheered silently.
Drizella sat in her seat, very grumpy and annoyed that Anastasia was going to be the one to marry the prince from their mother's plan.
"I'm afraid there's been a mix up," Charming grinned apologetically.
"I assure you, Your Highness, the slipper fits my daughter's foot," Lady Tremaine grinned sickly.
Anastasia lifted her foot with the glass slipper on it. "You see?"
"How could he miss it," Drizella scoffed.
"Oh, yes, yes, I see, it's just that I was expecting...someone else," Charming apologetically warned Anastasia, "I feel awful about this."
"Looks like her evil plan failed," Teresa snickered silently.
"But the royal proclamation declared the royal proclamation declared--" Lady Tremaine spoke up.
"Yes, but it would appear that more than one girl actually fits the slipper," Charming grinned hesitantly, backing up apart from Anastasia, "I'm very sorry to have inconvenienced you. Why don't I have the Grand Duke escort you home safely? If you'll excuse me, please."
"Looks like we can get back to Cinderella," Martin whispered.
Teresa nodded, on her road to following him out the door.
"But...but..." Anastasia got out of her seat.
"SILENCE," Lady Tremaine held her back. "You will forget who you danced with at the ball, you will forget who you danced with at the ball, and marry the girl who fits the slipper tonight, marry the girl who fits the slipper tonight. Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo," she waved the wand and zapped the prince to make him think that he danced with Anastasia at the ball last night and not Cinderella.
Soon Martin and Teresa looked and where they saw Lady Tremaine using the magic wand to make the prince think he danced with Anastasia last night. Their faces turned white as ghost sheets as they looked as though they had not expected that.
The prince held his head as he saw himself dancing with Anastasia and not with Cinderella. "But wait...hold the trumpet....it's all coming back....." he grinned as he came toward Anastasia.
"I almost forgot that she had that wand with her," Martin said.
"Ugh, I feel so foolish right now..." Teresa moaned and face-palmed herself.
"Should we get going," Martin whispered.
"Let's just get out of here......" Teresa said, "if the prince kisses Anastasia, I think I might toss my cookies."
Martin and Teresa were about to leave before they heard the prince ask Anastasia the one question they dreaded.
"It is you..." Charming grinned as the mice fainted from atop the chandelier. "Please, warn me your name."
"It's Anastasia," the red-haired girl grinned bashfully.
"Oh, Anastasia...." Charming sighed with a grin to the name before getting down on one knee and took out a box with a ring in it, "I know it's sudden, will you marry me?"
"YES!! Yoo-hoo," Anastasia caught the ring and cheered before she fell backwards in the chair from emotion.
"Did he just start the big important question," Teresa asked with a gulp.
"Yes," Martin nodded.
"Oh, sure," Teresa said before fainting.
"Teresa," Martin gasped upon seeing this and went to catch her before she could hit the floor, he wasn't as fast without super-speed, but luckily, fast enough to catch her before she roughly hit the floor.
Anastasia was yet cheering over the proposal. She even chased after the loose, runaway engagement ring to claim it as her own.
"Ahem..." Lady Tremaine came to her daughter as she put the ring on her finger.
"Well, that just happened," Martin said.
Teresa moaned slightly. Then Martin decided to take Teresa out of the room after the prince had proposed to Anastasia.
Later on...
Teresa slowly awakened and had a small grin for Martin. "Oh, Martin, I just had the weirdest nightmare...somehow we were back in time and the prince asked Anastasia to marry him," she saw that Martin didn't look as strong as she last remembered and which caused her to moan as that meant one fact, "you mean...?"
"I'm sorry, Teresa, but that wasn't a dream......" Martin warned her, "we're really back in time......Cynthia and Patch don't exist to us yet...we don't have our powers......"
Teresa face-palmed. "Aw, man..."
"We have to find Cinderella," Martin said.
Then Teresa took a glass of water Martin had for her and drank it before getting back on her feet.
Gus and Jaq were looking for Cinderella, but found the two on the road. "Teresa! Martin!"
"Guys! Do you know where Cinderella is," Martin asked.
"We looking for her, we saw Princey ask Anastasia to marry him," Jaq replied.
"We know we saw it as well," Martin said.
"It was like a nightmare," Teresa added in.
"We find Cinderelly," Gus decided.
"Yes, we have to find her," Martin said.
Jaq and Gus nodded and went with Teresa and Martin to find Cinderella.
Cinderella was wandering around the palace with a giant net used to catch any vermin inside, though of course she wasn't going to be using it for that, but she took a look around where she could find the prince and set facts right for herself. Then she suddenly heard her step-family coming. This made her hide astray as the family walked out, looking rather happy and satisfied with themselves.
"Grace and poise, girls, grace and poise," Lady Tremaine reminded her daughters.
"Grace and poise. Grace and poise," Anastasia said before she saw a vase, "oh, look a vase."
Drizella hid a smirk to that.
"Oh, look, a harp," Anastasia called before there was a loud smash heard.
Cinderella winced at that and was on her way out the door until Lucifer was coming along himself, and where she had to stay where she was hiding. Lucifer stopped at one point to scratch himself behind his ear like a dog would.
"Lucifer," Lady Tremaine called for her cat.
then Lucifer stretched and then sniffed something that caught his attention. Cinderella yet stayed where she was. Lucifer was close to where Cinderella was.
"LUCIFER," Lady Tremaine called sharply.
Cinderella did her best to stay silent before the cat could spot her. Soon Lucifer sighed as he had to go back to his mistress.
"Come here," Lady Tremaine demanded.
Lucifer hissed and then he went to meet Lady Tremaine in the other room. Once Lucifer was gone, Cinderella sighed out of relief. Then the prince was walking away down the hall, which caught her attention. Cinderella gasped happily and rushed to follow after the prince of her dreams. Soon Martin and Teresa ran in the room and saw Cinderella rushing to the prince. They shivered slightly from the running since they weren't used to running that fast yet.
"Your Highness," Cinderella caught up to the prince with a grin.
"Yes," Charming asked.
"Hello~..." Cinderella chuckled.
"Um...hello," Charming gave a polite grin, but didn't remember her.
"It's wonderful to see you again," Cinderella grinned back.
"Um, I'm sorry, have we met before," Charming asked, not remembering her at all.
"I believe we danced last night at the ball..." Cinderella chuckled with a slight look in her eye.
"Well, uh, perhaps you've mistaken me for some other prince," Charming chuckled shyly himself.
"I don't think so...." Cinderella replied before she incidentally dropped her net, "you are quite the dancer."
C'mon, touch hands, Martin thought to himself.
Then the two bent down to pick up the net. Teresa rolled her eyes at the cliche dropping something and then reaching for it at the same time for the hands to touch. Martin began to bite his nails out of hesitation. The two looked into each other's eyes and slowly stood up behind each other. The prince's brown eyes seemed to briefly flash green before he shook his head and held it.
"Oh, Your Highness," Cinderella grinned shyly.
"I did find the girl I danced with...in fact, I'm going to marry her..." Charming said as he gave the net back to Cinderella.
"Marry," Cinderella's eyes sparkled, "oh, really?"
"Yes, tonight," the prince nodded.
"Tonight," Cinderella's eyes sparkled once again.
"Well, once you dance with someone like Anastasia, you don't waste any time," Charming grinned.
"Did you say 'Anastasia'," Cinderella replied.
"Yes," Charming nodded with a grin.
"But..." Cinderella's face paled slightly.
"Well, uh, I guess I must get going, I must warn my father......" Charming grinned hesitantly as he was about to go astray to warn the king the news of his marriage.
"But that's not right," Cinderella frowned.
"I'm sorry...I--" Charming replied.
"You there," Prudence called out as she came for Cinderella. "Royal Mouse Catcher Girl! I need you this----" she saw the prince and grinned hesitantly and apologetically, "oh, I'm sorry, Your Grace...I didn't realize......I need her this instant, will you please excuse us?"
'This is bad,' Martin thought to himself.
Cinderella couldn't believe what was going on as the prince went away and Prudence took her astray.
"I'll handle the step-family, you go and warn Cinderella about Lady Tremaine having Fairy Godmother's wand," Teresa whispered to Martin.
Martin nodded. "Best idea you've had."
Teresa and Martin shook hands and went to split up.
"Oh, ma'am, wait, let me help," Martin called out to Prudence.
"Oh, sure, the two of you can be able to find the mice twice as fast," Prudence said.
"No problem, ma'am..." Martin saluted.
Prudence nodded firmly as she took them to a room. "You can both start here, I want this place to be rodent free before the wedding," she shut the door and left them alone in the darkness.
Cinderella looked sick to her stomach at the mention of the wedding.
"Cinderella, there's something that you have to know," Martin said.
"How could he not remember me, Martin," Cinderella frowned, "we were all there...."
"It's because Step-Mother used magic on him to make him forget and make him think it was Anastasia," Martin said, "and the reason how she has magic is because she stole Fairy Godmother's wand!"
"What," Cinderella asked.
"I know this is a lot to take in, but believe me, I'm from the future....." Martin explained. "I know I seem young now, but I remember everything because of this..." he gestured to the necklace Fievel gave him.
Soon Jaq and Gus arrived in the room.
"It's not right..." Cinderella bowed her head as she started to weep.
"Oh, dear, ne pas pleure..." Martin begged, but it was no use, "listen, Cinderella, since he was looking into your eyes, I saw his eyes flash green as if the magic spell was trying not to let him remember that it was you that he danced with at the ball."
"Well, this is all about time travel and Fairy Godmother's wand," Cinderella asked.
"Yes, I know it's weird, but have I ever lied to you before," Martin replied.
"No, and I can see the truth your eyes," Cinderella said.
"I'm really sorry....." Martin said, "but me and Teresa are going to help set facts right."
"Thank you, Martin," Cinderella grinned.
"Mice-mice help as well," Jaq grinned.
"Thank you all..." Cinderella was glad to have her friends.
Meanwhile, with Teresa....
"Madame, the King himself has instructed me to be solely in charge of this affair," the Grand Duke warned Lady Tremaine, "I assure you I have it totally under control."
"Oh, really," Lady Tremaine replied to the Grand Duke.
Then Teresa ducked down where she wouldn't be seen while secretly watching this event.
"Yes," the Grand Duke replied back.
Drizella and Anastasia looked at the decorations and mostly the food and flowers. Anastasia started to smell the roses. Drizella was starting to eat the towered cake. Then Anastasia sniffled and sneezed so hard that the petals came onto her sister's face.
"I almost forgot that Anastasia was allergic to roses," Teresa whispered.
Then the two step-sisters started to wolf down the food as Lucifer even jumped onto the buffet dessert table.
"Your Grace, a word," Lady Tremaine decided she wanted to be alone with the Grand Duke.
The Grand Duke sighed before forcing a grin to join her in private. Soon Teresa sneaked to the buffet. Drizella gobbled up a lot of the food.
"What a pig," Anastasia scoffed.
Drizella took the apple out of the roast pig and then put it in Anastasia's mouth with a laugh. "Who's a pig now?"
Soon Teresa cleared her throat to Anastasia before she handed the red-haired step-sister a note saying food fight.
Anastasia took the note while Teresa hid astray. "'Food Fight'..." she had the idea once she saw there was all this food there and where she could get back at her sister.
Teresa hummed innocently as she hid under the table as Anastasia and Drizella had a food fight against each other. Then she crawled under the table as she looked for Fairy Godmother's wand. Then she had an idea about where it might be. Then the prince and the king were coming into the room during the food fight as Lady Tremaine and the Grand Duke spoke in private. The food fight was getting a bit out of control. Teresa poked her head out and looked around before gasping as the wedding cake toppled over and splatted in the middle of the floor.
"Perhaps mentioning food fight in the note wasn't a nice idea," Teresa whispered.
"Are we in the right room," the king whispered to his son.
"You," Lady Tremaine sharply pointed to the Grand Duke, "how could you let this happen?!"
"Oh. Really? She's putting the blame on him," Teresa whispered.
Then the Grand Duke hesitantly settled to cleaning up the mess. Then Teresa reached out, caught a huge blob of the cake in her hand and mushed it into her mouth as the King was about to punish the Grand Duke.
"Father, allow me to introduce my bride-to-be, Anastasia," Charming grinned as he came behind the 'girl of his dreams'.
"No," Teresa whispered louder in dismay before hiccuping due to the sweetness of the frosting.
Anastasia seemed to yet have some cake on her.
"Anastasia, this is my dad," Charming introduced.
"An honor, Your Majesty," Anastasia curtsied and bowed her head, which made the cake splat onto the king's hand as he was about to hold it out to take her hand.
The king simply wiped away the cake onto the Grand Duke's shoulder.
Teresa hid a silent chuckle. "It's like me and Fievel."
"Right," Fievel was kneeling behind her.
Teresa's eyes widened and she looked to him. She was about to shriek until he shoved cake into her mouth.
"Csendes..." Fievel silenced her, "I'm just checking on you guys."
"How did you get here," Teresa muffled.
"I took a surf through the space time continuum," Fievel replied.
"Time space continuum," Teresa corrected under her breath.
"Right," Fievel nodded.
Teresa rolled her eyes.
"Anyhow, I was going there, though I had a hidden sense and decided to check up on you guys..." Fievel said before sliding his finger around her mouth to get some frosting onto his fingertip. "You're doing a very nice job so far, especially you, Teresa. You're both so close...." he licked the frosting away and chuckled, "mm, buttercream~"
"Should we go with them," Teresa whispered.
"Yes..." Fievel said as he took out his wand. "But first..." he waved his wand and changed them both into mice where they could sneak around.
"Well, uh...who's up for dancing," Charming grinned hesitantly.
"I'll turn Martin into a mouse later on," Fievel said.
Then Teresa scampered with him through a mouse hole. Then Fievel got stuck since he was fat, but he groaned and strained. Teresa put a paw to her mouth with an amused smirk.
"Be silent or else I'll turn you into a rat," Fievel frowned.
Then Teresa stopped hesitantly.
"Now help me," Fievel frowned even more.
Then Teresa caught hold of his front paws to try to help him into the hole.
"Put your back into it," Fievel fronwed.
"I'm trying," Teresa cried out in despair.
Sure enough, he was successfully pulled in. Teresa yelped as she fell on the floor and Fievel landed on top of her.
"Teresa? Teresa," Fievel called.
"HEEELLLPPP," Teresa muffled.
"Oops," Fievel said as he got off her.
Teresa gasped for air.
"Oh, come along," Fievel caught her by the tail and then pulled her.
In the ballroom, the prince and Anastasia were now going to dance together. Soon Fievel and Teresa made it into the ballroom. There was clanking heard from the glass slipper on Anastasia's foot.
"Make her mess up," Teresa smirked to Fievel.
"First, that's cruel of you to request me to do that to her and second, she's a horrible dancer if she's lying," Fievel said.
"I'm sorry..." Teresa replied, feeling her stomach turned.
"You should be," Fievel huffed.
Charming touched Anastasia's hand, but then felt something wrong deep inside as it wasn't like how he remembered last night.
"Looks like he's having doubts," Fievel said.
The musicians played, which forced the prince to bow and for Anastasia to curtsy where they could begin their dance.
"Here we go," Fievel smirked.
Teresa wasn't too sure.
"Watch, watch," Fievel snickered.
Teresa watched as Anastasia clumsily danced with the prince. "Wow," she said.
Anastasia kept incidentally stepping on the prince's foot and he did his best to ignore it.
"Wow, he must have strong feet," Fievel said.
Teresa grimaced and winced every stomp it took.
"I bet she falls backwards," Fievel smirked.
"Poor Prince," Teresa said, trying not to laugh as Anastasia had very much misfortune during the dance.
And where Fievel was right what was going to happen next. Anastasia caught hold of the prince's shoulder and fell flat on the floor. The Grand Duke ran off fearfully while the King actually grinned down to Anastasia.
"Why is he grinning," Teresa asked Fievel, referring to the king.
"Of course, how could I have missed it," Fievel face-palmed.
"Wait, what," Teresa asked.
"Anastasia....she looks just like Queen Marianne," Fievel warned her.
"Wait, do you think Lady Tremaine took her as a baby," Teresa asked.
Fievel narrowed his eyes. "The Queen was the prince's mother..."
"Well, yes," Teresa shrugged, "uh, show me a picture?"
Then Fievel conjured up a picture of the late queen who did in fact look a lot like Anastasia.
"The resemblance really is uncanny..." Teresa commented.
"Wait, I do seem to remember the king and queen also having a daughter," Fievel said.
"YES," Teresa shook him violently.
Then Fievel caught her hands astray from his. "I can warn you now or later."
"I'm on the edge of my seat," Teresa shuddered.
"Alright, but I guess now would be a best time as any," Fievel said.
"I'm sorry, but you really caught me in a best mood," Teresa replied.
"Alright, I'll warn you," Fievel said.
"Please," Teresa begged, "let him catch a fish."
Fievel sighed. "Alright..." he walked with her where they could move on and he would warn her the story on the road.
Teresa followed, standing close past him where she wouldn't get lost.
"The prince once had a twin sister," Fievel began.
Teresa looked up.
"They were very close....." Fievel sighed as they walked together. "Almost like best friends....." he muttered, "like Martin and Cynthia's future children."
"What," Teresa asked.
"Nothing," Fievel said faster.
Teresa narrowed her eyes.
"Any matter, the prince and his twin sister were best friends, but one night, she was taken by a mysterious figure," Fievel said.
"Oh, really," Teresa replied.
"Indeed so..." Fievel nodded, "it was about a year or two after they were born..."
Teresa actually looked disgraceful and mournful once she was being warned his story that had never been heard before.
"Well, now we know who took her," Fievel said.
"Lady Tremaine took Anastasia," Teresa asked, "but why?"
"She's evil, does she need a reason," Fievel asked.
"I guess not, but...that was just cold...." Teresa said.
"Hopefully Charming realizes Anastasia is his sister..." Fievel sighed.
"Is there anything else I need to know," Teresa asked the mouse as she fiddled with her necklace.
"Yes, you and Martin were right since you both assumed that Lady Tremaine murdered Cinderella's father," Fievel said.
Teresa's stomach turned as she remembered the day that Lord Ben had passed away. "That day was very tragic for both of us..." she said, "he wasn't our father, but obviously, he felt like it for seven years."
"Anyhow, let's pay attention to what's going on the rest of the time," Fievel said.
"I yet can't believe that......" Teresa said, "Anastasia was the prince's sister all this time."
"I know," Fievel said.
"He–he was nice to me," Anastasia grinned.
Teresa and Fievel walked away while Anastasia was alone with her thoughts.
"He's under a spell," Drizella said, "he's supposed to be nice."
"It's more than that," Anastasia existed.
"Ladies," the king called down to them.
The two looked up.
"Your Majesty," Lady Tremaine then curtsied with her daughters.
"I need to speak with my future daughter-in-law immediately," the King declared, which made Anastasia hesitant.
Soon Lady Tremaine and Drizella followed Anastasia as she made her road.
"Alone," the King said before leaving.
Anastasia felt even more hesitant as she went to go speak with the king.
"Let's make a run for it while we can," Drizella muttered to her mother.
"Let's follow her," Fievel whispered, referring to Anastasia.
Teresa nodded as she stayed close behind him while fiddling with her necklace.
"Don't take that off," Fievel warned her, "if you do, you'll forget all about me."
"It itches..." Teresa pouted.
Fievel moaned before he used his magic to make the necklace less itchy. Teresa scratched her neck as her necklace chafed until Fievel fixed it so she wouldn't have any reason to take it off, erasing her memories of her destined future.
"Now let's follow Anastasia," Fievel said.
Teresa stuck close past him as she followed. They began to follow Anastasia and the king as he was going to have a word with her. The two were coming into a portrait room.
Fievel overheard the prince speaking with the Grand Duke and how until they danced, he felt nothing.
"Looks like magic spells can't overpower the magic of true love," Fievel whispered.
Teresa looked to him.
"I'm sorry, I had to see something," Fievel grinned as he came back toward her.
"Well, c'mon, they're about to go into another room," Teresa said.
Then Teresa and Fievel continued to follow the king and Anastasia.
"Uh, I can explain everything, Your Majesty," Anastasia stammered hesitantly from the dance, "I have this inner ear fact and--"
"You, my darling, are a horrible dancer," the King chuckled.
"Yes, I know, Your Highness," Anastasia frowned.
"Reminds me of my queen......" the king grinned as he came up to a golden heart-shaped box and looked up to a portrait of him dancing with his late wife and she had roughly bumped him on the dance floor, "she trod on my feet as well. But she took very best care of my heart."
This made Anastasia grin.
"Come, my darling," the King said.
Anastasia stepped toward him.
"I want to show you something," the king grinned as he invited her to join him on the balcony.
The view on the balcony was a beautiful sight.
"A princess is bestowed with many riches; land, jewels, horses, but today I wish to give you something much more valuable," the king grinned as he showed her a heart-shaped box.
And where this made Anastasia grin and emotional as she thought it was something priceless inside it. Then the King opened the box to show a small white seashell. Anastasia's grin and emotion dropped as she didn't see anything very special about what it was. Teresa and Fievel saw why Anastasia's emotion went down and where Teresa understood why as there didn't seem anything special about it, but Fievel knew why it was special.
"It's lovely, isn't it," the king asked Anastasia while holding the small white seashell with a grin.
"A seashell," Anastasia asked curiously.
"What's so special about that seashell," Teresa whispered to Fievel.
"There's a story behind that seashell," Fievel whispered back to her.
"This shell was the queen's most prized possession, we found it while walking past the water on the day we met, you see; we reached for it in the same moment and since are hands touched, that's until I realized I found true love," the king grinned.
"You knew that just by touching her hand," Anastasia asked with a grin.
"Love is the most powerful force in the world..." the King smiled as he took Anastasia's hand and put the shell in it, "true love..."
Anastasia cupped the shell in her hand and began to find it more valuable now.
"Ah, that's all," the King cleared his throat, "run along now, run along."
"Thank you, Your Majesty," Anastasia grinned and felt like he was a father she hadn't seen in years.
"Francis would be proud, Anastasia," Fievel whispered.
"By the way, Fievel, what are Prince Charming and the king's names," Teresa asked.
"Prince Charming's name is Derek and if memory serves me right, the King's name is William," Fievel pondered for a moment, "no, wait, the prince's name is Bromley and the father's name is Rogers and as for the William name, well, that's someone else's name, though I don't know why that name came to mind."
"King William," Teresa smirked.
"Any matter, we better keep following her as mice," Fievel whispered.
Then they scampered away to do just that.
Anastasia walked with the shell in her hands as she practiced saying 'I do'. This was starting to annoy Fievel as soon as they were outside and where Anastasia saw two butterflies together and where this made her chuckle a bit.
"I think I'm gonna be sick..." Fievel moaned.
"How Tanya fell for you, I'll never know," Teresa rolled her eyes.
Soon Anastasia looked outside of the scenery.
"Now there is eventually someone who'll love me, he'll show me a world that I never knew,~" Anastasia sang with a grin, "with two simple words, all my dreams will come true. I do. I do!~"
"Oh, sure, now she's singing...." Fievel complained.
Teresa groaned and strained before taking off her necklace as she felt a small twinge.
"No, wait, don't," Fievel tried to stop her.
"What," Teresa asked.
"Keep that on," Fievel warned her, "you'll forget everything!"
"It itches," Teresa complained.
"Well, I don't care," Fievel replied, "keep it on!"
"Can you at least make it less itchy," Teresa asked.
"Well, fine," Fievel frowned before using his magic to make her necklace less itchy.
"Thank you..." Teresa looked relieved, "I can never wear jewelry for a long time."
"Now you warn me," Fievel rolled his eyes.
Meanwhile with Martin, Cinderella, Jaq and Gus...
"There's a glowing up past that door," Martin pointed out just before them.
"Let's look through the keyhole and see what's going on," Cinderella suggested.
Martin nodded as they walked over to the doors to see what was going on. One fact for sure was that it was a lot of magic. Drizella was using the wand and was giving herself special clothes and hairstyles.
That explains it, Martin thought to himself unimpressed with how Drizella was using the wand.
"Drizella, stop that this instant," Lady Tremaine came to her daughter before she snatched the wand and zapped her back into her normal dress and made her hair rather frizzy and spiky. "This wand is not a toy," she put the wand in the dress drawer and locked it and put the key in her pocket.
"It's in the dresser and the key's in her pocket..." Cinderella memorized.
Lady Tremaine began to brush Drizella's hair roughly. Martin winced at that as it seemed quite excruciating.
"We have to get in there," Cinderella said in determination.
"Cinderelly! Marty," Jaq yelped.
"They'll see you," Gus added in fear.
"But we have to get the wand somehow," Martin whispered.
"Too dangerous, we take care of it," Jaq decided, referring to Gus and himself.
"Alright," Martin whispered before he heard Anastasia coming.
Soon Cinderella and Martin hid astray with the mice behind a tarp as Anastasia sang to herself before going to where her mother and sister were.
"I haven't been this sick to my stomach about cheerful princess stuff since Wisteria became the Princess Promenade before you guys came along to Equestria," Fievel shuddered in disgust of the old Equestria before the Mane Six and the others came along.
Soon they came over to Jaq and Gus.
"Whatever you do, stay clear of Lucifer," Cinderella warned her mouse friends.
"Zug-Zug, no Lucifee," Gus grinned.
"Alright, now we should turn him into a mouse," Fievel warned Teresa.
Soon Jaq caught the back of Gus's shirt and pulled him.
"Us," Teresa asked the young mouse, "Fievel, I don't have magic like you and Martin."
Fievel gave her a deadpanned face before using his magic to turn Martin into his mouse form. Teresa grinned sheepishly.
"You are just as useless as Applejack," Fievel muttered.
"Alright, let's get in there and get that wand," Martin said while Cinderella was surprised about Fievel, who was in his own mouse from had used magic.
Teresa felt hesitant but she was going along as well.
"We'll explain later," Fievel chuckled sheepishly to Cinderella, "you look just like your mum."
"Man, Fievel knows everybody," Martin said to himself.
"What just happened," Lady Tremaine asked Anastasia, "what did The King say?"
Jaq helped Gus inside while Martin helped Fievel in.
"He's really very nice," Anastasia grinned. "He gave me his most prized possession," she showed it to her mother.
"A seashell," Lady Tremaine scoffed and rolled her eyes as she tied Drizella's bow on.
"It's a symbol of true love," Anastasia grinned.
Drizella yelped as her mother hurt her in the head again.
"Oh, please..." Lady Tremaine scoffed as she walked away.
"Huh! How special," Drizella scoffed.
"He said that his heart-----" Anastasia began as Teresa, Martin, Jaq and Gus rushed astray to get the key as Lady Tremaine walked away.
"What's love compared to the power we hold with the wand," Lady Tremaine huffed, "you will learn that soon enough."
Lucifer was fast asleep in front of the fireplace.
"Mother, I-I want the prince to love me for me, I think he could," Anastasia said.
Soon Lucifer turned in his sleep with a stretch and his tail landed on the mice.
Drizella laughed at this, but then stopped. "Oh, you're serious."
"Well, the king likes me as well," Anastasia defended, "he treated me like his own daughter."
"If only she knew the truth," Fievel whispered.
"Perhaps we shouldn't be doing this," Anastasia continued as Martin helped Teresa up the fireplace pokers with Jaq and Gus as Lady Tremaine's key was very close to them now.
"Well, perhaps I should have put on the slipper," Drizella complained.
Soon Lucifer awakened as his tail was on fire and he was sent flying in the room. Soon Jaq caught the key before falling over, and where what the cat was doing was very entertaining for Martin, Teresa and Fievel. Cinderella winced from the smashing as she watched from the outside.
Jaq and Gus urged Teresa, Martin and Fievel to follow them once they got the key. Soon they found a tea cup and decided to use that as their fashion of not being seen. They all hid underneath it and tried to escape with it. Soon Anastasia hit Lucifer to make him stop acting crazy and soon the room was in a mess.
"You think Lucifer and Tom might be related," Teresa joked with a smirk.
"No," Martin shook his head.
Then Teresa frowned furiously as he murdered her humor.
"Lucifer," Lady Tremaine frowned at her cat. "Someone fetch the housekeeper."
Then there was a knock at the door as the mice tried to get out undetected.
"Housekeeping," Cinderella's voice squeaked from the other side of the door.
"Well, you certainly came faster," Lady Tremaine warned her after responding the door.
"We're very nice," Cinderella nodded as she tried to avoid eye contact as it would give her room.
"Clean this up," Lady Tremaine ordered, "my daughter needs her beauty sleep before tonight's wedding."
"Not sure if that's enough time," Drizella said.
Then Cinderella took out a rag and went to get ready. The tea cup zipped into a table leg by incident and the key dropped out.
"Teresa, you klutz," Fievel hissed.
"I'm sorry," Teresa whispered.
Jaq tried to reach for the key and soon caught it underneath. Cinderella noticed this and gently kicked the tea cup under the table.
"That was close," Martin sighed.
After they left the tea cup, they sneaked up to the dresser as Lady Tremaine observed her disguised step-daughter.
"Oops..." Fievel whispered.
Fievel and Jaq took the key and tried to unlock the dresser.
"There's a lot to do before the wedding," Lady Tremaine smirked as she walked over before taking off Cinderella's maid bonnet, "isn't that right, Cinderella?"
Cinderella gasped to her step-mother in fear.
"I didn't know you worked here," Anastasia said to her step-sister while Drizella frowned with her hands on her hips.
"Is she really that dumb," Fievel whispered to himself.
"Yes," Teresa and Martin replied.
Soon Jaq and Gus sneaked out the wand while trying to be silent and careful.
"You're far more persistent than I thought," Lady Tremaine smirked to her step-daughter.
"I won't let you get away with this," Cinderella frowned at her step-mother.
"We already have," Lady Tremaine smirked.
"I don't think so," Cinderella smirked once she saw Fievel, Martin, Teresa, Jaq and Gus had gotten the wand, "guys!"
Then the others nodded to her and ran with the wand.
"The wand," Lady Tremaine called out.
Anastasia and Drizella shrieked since there were mice loose in the room. Then Lucifer chased after the mice.
"If only I had my super-strength, I could totally take down that fur ball," Martin frowned.
"Hang on! We're coming, Cinderelly," Gus called out.
Cinderella shut the door after them, which made Lucifer smash.
"I'm alright with that," Martin smirked.
Cinderella threw off the apron and continued to run with the others after they turned back to normal.
"That servant girl is a thief," Lady Tremaine pointed to Cinderella as the guards came over, "get her and these orphans with her!"
Soon the guards went after Cinderella, Martin and Teresa.
Soon Lucifer caught up with Jaq and Gus and then began to chase after them.
"Dang it, I almost forgot how long that spell lasts," Fievel moaned.
"What are we gonna do," Teresa panicked.
Soon Fievel used his magic again and where he made sure this one would last for until the spell on Prince Charles would be lifted.
"Bibbiti-Bobbiti-Boo," Jaq said, which made the wand zap Lucifer and he turned into a box at first.
"You turned him into a Jack-in-the-Box," Fievel warned the mice.
Teresa rolled her eyes slightly. "How original."
Soon Lucifer jumped and chased after the mice yet even as a Jack-in-the-Box.
"We're headed for the stairs! Yes," Martin cheered.
"I hate stairs," Teresa moaned.
The guards continued to chase Cinderella and cornered her. Soon Fievel, Martin, Teresa, Jaq and Gus all got on the banister and slid down it.
"Wheeee," Teresa and Martin cheered as their inner children burst out.
Lucifer went after them, only to trip and stumble down the steps, and where this caused him to trip one of the guards. Then Cinderella moved out of the road as the guards all fell down the stairs.
"You incompetent fools," Lady Tremaine scowled.
Soon Cinderella slid down the banister. Jaq and Gus zapped Lucifer with the wand again, which made him smaller than they were.
"Aww..." Gus chuckled and petted the teeny tiny Lucifer, only to be attacked.
Fievel smirked as he stepped over Lucifer and was about to squash him like a bug. Soon Lucifer started to attack all of them. Then they got away from the tiny cat and he mewed in victory.
"Now what," Teresa asked.
"Run, Teresa," Jaq cried out in despair as they couldn't avoid Lucifer since he was smaller than them now.
"Don't have to warn me twice," Teresa said.
"Let me see that...." Fievel took the wand. "I really shouldn't use this since it's not mine, but whatever....Bibbiti-Bobbiti-BOO," he waved the wand and zapped Lucifer with it.
Soon Lucifer grew in size and moaned as he was stuck in the mouse hole.
"Ha! Now you're stuck," Fievel smirked at Lucifer and which caused Martin and Teresa to make faces at Lucifer.
Lucifer moaned and moved, which made a chair fall at them. Then they yelped and ran away while the cat was trapped.
Cinderella ran into one space and locked the doors shut while using a sword to keep the guards from coming in. Soon the two birds got Prince Charles to follow them. The prince was curious as he was practicing his fencing, but soon followed after the birds.
"Cinderelly, catch," Gus called out before he threw the wand as Jaq held onto him where he wouldn't fall, and where soon Cinderella caught the wand.
"Phew," Fievel breathed in relief for Cinderella.
Soon the prince came running in until the birds flew astray from him.
"Lift the spell, let him remember," Cinderella called out as she waved the wand as the guards tried to break through the door. "Bibbiti-Bobbiti------" Unfortunately for her, the guards were able to break through and caught her, interrupting the spell.
"Oh, toothpicks," Fievel moaned in Cinderella's misfortune.
Lady Tremaine took the wand and slipped it into her sleeve.
"No," Cinderella cried out in grief to her step-mother.
"Why that evil witch," Martin frowned.
"What's going on," Prince Charles ran up the stairs.
"My apologies, it's a problem with my maid," Lady Tremaine replied as the guards caught a hold of Cinderella, "it's under control."
"Are you alright," Prince Charles asked Cinderella.
"This servant girl is a thief," the second guard sneered.
"I am not a thief," Cinderella threatened before frowning furiously to the prince. "You're under a spell. That's why you don't remember me. Please, wait! Just listen! Let go," she had touched Prince Charles's hand before being taken astray by the guard.
Prince Charles felt a deep sensation inside of himself as he felt his hand after her touch. Soon the guards turned aback to take Cinderella apart.
So close, Fievel thought to himself with a moan.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but your son is in love with Cinderella," Martin called out to the king.
"He's right," Charles added in agreement as he got onto his horse with the orphans.
"Wahoo," Martin cheered as he enjoyed the ride.
Cinderella sighed as she felt lonely and isolated as the ship was taking her out of the kingdom by orders from Lady Tremaine.
"I've always dreamed that my life could be like a fairy tale a perfect fantasy~" Cinderella sang out of despair as she looked up at a cloud that looked like the castle.
They were now getting the ship ready to sail away.
"But it was nothing more than a dream~" Cinderella sang.
Soon Charles was coming for Cinderella while Teresa and Martin hated to see her like this, and the only fashion to get to her in time was by jumping from a far distance. Teresa and Martin held onto the horse as Charles lunged out for Cinderella. They were both shocked at the result as they hadn't seen that side of him before. And where to make a safe landing he had a dagger with him and where he used it on the sail where he wouldn't fall down while also making his road down. Teresa and Martin held up a 7.3 scorecard and a perfect 10 scoreboard.
Charles landed in front of Cinderella and once he looked into her eyes, as if by the magic, his memories were restored. 
"Remember me," he asked before dropping down on knee and holding her hand.
Once their hands touched, the spell was lifted and soon he remembered and where this meant one fact for Martin and Teresa as they returned to their original size. They were yet like they were in this time frame, but they were almost done in this adventure.
"Cinderella, will you marry me," Charles asked.
"Yes, I will," Cinderella grinned.
Teresa and Martin grinned.
"Can Teresa and Martin come with me," Cinderella asked as the two were like siblings to her and even though they both already knew their parents, it would only be right for this time frame to stay the fashion it should be.
"Of course they can," Charles grinned.
Cinderella and Charles grinned together before sharing a kiss. Martin and Teresa both covered their eyes as they were going to behave the age they were in the time frame. Cinderella and Charles chuckled to the younger ones.
Soon they got back to the castle. Fievel was spying on the Tremaine family to inform Teresa and Martin if he would get the chance.
"It's not over yet," Lady Tremaine burst the doors open.
"Wait, what," Drizella turned her head to her interrupting mother as she was lounging on a couch, watching the sunset.
"He thinks he can ruin my plans! But I think not," Lady Tremaine frowned.
"Who," Anastasia asked, bursting her head out from behind the mirror.
"The Prince," Lady Tremaine revealed, "he's gone after Cinderella and he's going to adopt Teresa and Martin into the kingdom."
"But I thought he loved me," Anastasia cried out in despair.
"Man, and I thought Bullwinkle had problems," Fievel muttered to himself about a certain moose who was friends with a flying squirrel.
"Mother," Drizella gasped once she saw something outside the window.
Lady Tremaine focused on her while Anastasia stood aimlessly. They both looked out the window to see the prince returning with Cinderella, Teresa and Martin. The king was at the front doors with the Grand Duke. Teresa and Martin jumped away while the prince took Cinderella's hand and allowed her astray. Soon the prince introduced them to his father. Anastasia started to look out the window as well, feeling disheartened and betrayed by the prince. The King signaled the guards and had them go inside to take apart Lady Tremaine, Anastasia and Drizella.
"Busted~" Fievel smirked as Lady Tremaine gasped and shut the curtains, "well, I better be off."
Then Cinderella, Teresa and Martin came into the castle as it would become their new home. And where what had been going on for that day this was rather stressful for King Henry.
"Can we go home now," Teresa asked Fievel after she came into her new room while Martin sat on the bed.
"I think we're all set," Fievel grinned to the children.
"Whew," Teresa grinned.
"Wait, Fievel, did you remember to get Fairy Godmother's wand from Lady Tremaine," Martin asked the young mouse who went wide-eyed.
Then Fievel face-palmed.
"You forgot, didn't you," Teresa and Martin deadpanned almost like twin siblings in unison, which made them glance at each other strangely that they did that.
"Unfortunately, yes," Fievel moaned.
"We're gonna need to stick around even longer, aren't we," Teresa moaned.
"Yes," Fievel nodded.
Then Teresa moaned as she collapsed backwards on the bed next to Martin.
"Wait, if she yet has the wand then that means she could use it to make it look like they had escaped," Martin said.
"I just know is that we need to get Velma her wand back before your histories are erased," Fievel replied, "pretty soon, I'll disappear and you guys will never meet me and you might never discover your powers. You may never meet Cynthia and everyone else."
"Don't worry, we will get Fairy Godmother back her wand," Martin assured him.
"I just want this to be over already," Teresa moaned.
Sure enough, the wedding was announced and where Martin was going to be the best man while Teresa was the flower girl. Cinderella applied a wet cloth to the King's forehead.
"Using magic on my son, the nerve..." the King mumbled.
"Your Majesty, we've gone over every inch of the castle; it appears they have fled," the Grand Duke informed King Henry.
The King's eyes widened and he stood right in front of the Duke, outraged. "Then search my whole kingdom! I want them found and arrested immediately!"
"Take it easy, sir," Teresa replied as Cinderella and Charles held him back to relax him before he would do serious damage to himself.
"Keep in mind that I'm an old man and my heart can only take so much," the King looked at his son wearily, "please, please, please warn me that this is the girl you intend to marry."
"All the stars are shining brighter, Dad, just like you said." Charles assured him, looking deep into the girl's eyes, "she wants these children to stay with her as well, they're like family to her."
"That's true, Sire," Martin said.
"Then what're we waiting for," the King jumped onto his feet, laughing. "Fetch the florist! Bake an even bigger cake! The wedding is on tonight," he started dancing off with the Grand Duke, but he looked to Teresa and Martin, "you shall become the flower girl and you will be the best man!"
"Yes, Sire," Martin bowed.
"Of course," Teresa added as she curtsied.
The King grinned to them as they began to get ready for the wedding, and where the night of the big day was coming closer and closer as the birds were helping Cinderella with her veil while Jaq and Gus would direct them which fashion to go. Gus and Jaq chuckled and danced together themselves.
"Almost sundown...." Fievel sneaked close to the wall, "we need to get that wand back before the timeline is erased."
Teresa was beginning to get impatient with Jaq and Gus as they were taking a long time with directing the birds different roads which to put the veil.
Martin came in, covering his eyes in his best man outfit. "Not peeking, not peeking..."
"What are you doing here," Teresa asked him with a laugh.
"It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding," Martin warned her, but walked into a wall, "that doesn't count."
"That's only meant for the groom, silly," Cinderella chuckled.
"Oh....I knew that," Martin laughed sheepishly before looking at Cinderella and Teresa, "wow..."
"What do you think," Teresa asked as she did her best to pose.
"You both look beautiful," Martin grinned.
"Thank you," Cinderella grinned back.
"How lovely, you look, my darlings..." a voice said.
"Step-Mother," Cinderella, Teresa and Martin asked while looking for the evil woman.
"It appears you were right, my children," Lady Tremaine smirked as she took out Fairy Godmother's wand, "the Prince does want to marry you and marry you he shall...Anastasia?"
Anastasia didn't seem to come into the room.
"Anastasia," Lady Tremaine scowled.
A figure came out. It sure didn't look like Anastasia though, it looked like a clone of Cinderella. It shocked the real Cinderella, Teresa and Martin.
"Or should I say, Cinderella," Lady Tremaine turned to the group, grinning devilishly.
"What have you done," Cinderella asked out of shock before looking determined, "the Prince won't be fooled."
"The Prince will never know," Lady Tremaine replied. "He'll be perfectly happy."
"But what about you, Anastasia," Martin asked the now look-alike, "will you be happy?"
"I...I want what Cinderella had..." Anastasia replied though she had guilt in her voice.
"But do you even love him," Cinderella asked.
"Love," Lady Tremaine huffed before shoving her daughter aside as she took out the wand, "look where it's gotten you!"
"If you use that wand on Cinderella, you'll have to use it on us as well," Martin warned her as he and Teresa stood behind Cinderella.
"I ought to send you two to the workhouse," Lady Tremaine frowned.
"We'd rather live in the orphanage than deal with you," Teresa frowned back.
"Even though it was burned down sometime before Lord Ben adopted us," Martin added in, referring to Cinderella's father.
"Well then, you two can join Cinderella," Lady Tremaine said.
Teresa and Martin just frowned as they didn't care what was in store for them. They were willing to do anything to help Cinderella. Soon Lady Tremaine used the magic wand to send them off and where Jaq and Gus jumped down to them.
Teresa and Martin appeared to be in a burned down place which didn't seem familiar at first.
"Where are we," Teresa asked as she sat on a bed before it creaked and broke underneath her weight.
"We're at the orphanage," Martin frowned.
Teresa looked around and frowned back once she saw that he was right. "You're right...oh, man, look at it...it's like a wasteland now."
"Who could've done this," Martin wondered who burned down their childhood home.
"I can give you one guess who," Teresa said, "Lady Tremaine."
"C'mon, we need to go save Cinderella; I think I know where Lady Tremine/Step-Mother sent her," Martin said before he ran away to the pumpkins.
"Wait for me," Teresa called out as she ran after him.
And where she saw that he was right as a pumpkin was starting to get bigger due to the magic.
"That's kinda gross...." Teresa winced.
"Cinderella," Martin cried out in grief.
Then the magic somehow had got them inside with Cinderella.
"Alright, I take it back, this is gross..." Teresa moaned as the pumpkin appeared to be rotting, and soon where Cinderella appeared in the pumpkin with her wedding dress torn and soon where Jaq and Gus appeared next.
"How are we supposed to get out of here without our powers," Martin groaned.
"Powers," Cinderella asked before seeing an opening appearing, only for it to be blocked off by vines as it was now being shown as a window. "Guys, I found a road out," she warned them, "but it's blocked by vines....."
Soon they saw a horse close side-by-side and where soon it was forcefully attached by some of the vines as it would be used as the fashion to move the evil pumpkin-like fashion to where the evil woman needed for it to take Cinderella, Martin and Teresa as well.
"Oh, dear," Teresa and Martin yelped.
The coachman smirked as he seemed to be evil himself.
"Wait...that's no coachman, it's Lucifer," Martin noticed.
"Lucifer," Cinderella asked, only to see that he was right.
"That sick old witch...." Martin growled through his teeth about how Lady Tremaine was always bent on making them miserable.
Soon Lucifer picked up a whip and hit the horse with it to make him trot. The horse neighed and soon went away. The mice sneaked out to help Cinderella, Teresa and Martin.
"If we're through with you, Lucifer, you're gonna be dog chow," Teresa snapped.
"Yes," Martin added before he started to try to smash through one of the walls of the carriage.
"Martin, it's no use," Teresa sighed, "without Hercules, you can't get out."
"Doesn't hurt to try," Martin replied as he kept going even if he wasn't strong like a god yet.
Soon Cinderella joined in with Martin. Sure enough, the hole in the pumpkin was getting bigger as Jaq and Gus were trying to distract Lucifer. And where Jaq was on his hat as he tried to blind the evil cat. Gus was trying to disconnect the latches. And where Lucifer would have caught him if it wasn't for the hat distracting him.
"Lucifer," Cinderella frowned as she crawled out from the pumpkin at the former cat, "let him go!"
Lucifer glanced at her before smirking and dropping Jaq with a laugh.
"Jaq," Teresa gasped.
Soon Gus and Jaq helped each other after the fall while the carriage was yet going. Cinderella grinned in relief for her mice friends before frowning at Lucifer. Martin was going to make the evil cat pay as soon as he caught hold of a vine that looked like it could knock Lucifer away. He might not had been strong right then and there, but luckily, he was able to break the vine to make the former cat fall from it. Lucifer yelped as he fell from the seat he was in, hit the carriage wheels and then ended up in the water.
"Naughty kitty," Martin scowled.
Soon Lucifer climbed onto a log and looked like he was miserable. He was also slowly turning back into a cat, who growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"
This yell was so loud that it echoed across the kingdom. Sure enough, Jaq and Gus were able to disconnect the latch. And where they did it just in time as there was no more road for the horse to run on up ahead.
"Jaq! Gus," Cinderella called out to the mice.
Then the mice climbed up a vine to get up to her. Soon they jumped onto the horse before they would run out of road. Soon the pumpkin carriage smashed without them thankfully enough.
"Whew," Teresa sighed.
They looked in the distance to see the castle far from them.
"How we going to get over there," Jaq asked.
"Well, we're not going to be late for Cinderella's own wedding," Martin smirked as they were on the horse now.
This made the mice cheer happily.
"To the castle," Martin proclaimed to the horse.
Soon the horse trotted away to the castle, hearing the frustrated coachman shout his name.
"Fievel, can't you cast a spell to make the prince remember us and Cinderella," Teresa asked.
"I can't, it's Fairy Godmother's magic, not mine," Fievel sighed.
"Oh, c'mon," Martin complained.
"I'm sorry, but it is in The Rules," Fievel replied as he took out a rule book with his own magic before it hovered and flattened Teresa, "oops."
"You'll pay for that," Teresa muffled.
"It's the code of magic, there's nothing I can do unless we have that wand," Fievel warned Teresa and Martin.
"Or we can get him to get to Cinderella," Martin grinned.
Soon they heard Lady Tremaine say to the guard next to her after the prince had left for them to make sure that Cinderella was banished out of the kingdom. The guard nodded and then walked away to reveal a very frightened Drizella hiding behind him. And where Lady Tremaine threatened her to keep her mouth shut or else the same fact would happen to her. Teresa and Martin shivered chills down their spines as that brought back painful memories by since they were under the woman's care.
"Jaq, you and Gus leave this to Martin and Teresa and the birds," Fievel said.
"Huh," Teresa and Martin asked.
"You two heard me," Fievel warned the former orphans.
"We're gonna need to sing, aren't we," Teresa moaned.
"Yes," Fievel nodded.
"Do I need to," Teresa asked.
"Would you rather like for Gus and Jaq to do the song," Fievel asked.
Then Teresa and Martin begged for that not to happen since the mice didn't have the best singing voices in the world.
"I rest my case," Fievel said.
"Dang it, this means we need to sing now," Teresa moaned.
Charles felt very lost as Cinderella was going to be banished from the kingdom and Teresa and Martin rushed to catch up with him in his room while his father was being fitted.
"Dad! Something weird is going on," Charles warned his father.
"I'll say," the King replied, "my son is eventually getting married!"
"No, no, I mean something is wrong," Charles explained.
"Oh, nonsense, you wanted the girl who fit the glass slipper," the King replied.
"Yes, but--" Charles bit his lip.
"Now you've had her," the King grinned.
Soon Teresa and Martin came to see the prince to remind him of Cinderella.
"I know that's what I'm concerned about," Charles said.
"Your Majesty, over here," Martin called out.
Charles looked over to see the children.
"We wanna speak to ya," Teresa smirked.
"Me," Charles asked them.
Teresa and Martin nodded to him and led him into a room where they could speak, and where the room was dark where he could see where they were.
"Come in..." Teresa called in an eerie tone, "welcome to Hell...."
"TERESA," Martin scolded, "I'm sorry about that, Your Majesty."
"Uh, hello? I can't see you," Charles said before the curtains of the window were opened.
Soon Teresa and Martin revealed themselves past the table.
"Your Highness, we need something to warn you," Martin said.
"Um...what is this," Charles asked the two former orphans in a different timeline, "and why are you both wearing necklaces?"
"You wouldn't believe us if we warned you but you need to know what's going on," Teresa said.
Martin and Teresa both began to warn him everything about who was the maiden at the ball and who it really was, but they were speaking too fast.
"Wait a moment, hang on, back up..." Charles warned them, trying to make them stop and slow down, "I think I understand......actually, I had nothing."
"Time to sing," Martin warned Teresa.
"Must we," Teresa replied.
"It's the only fashion," Martin said.
"Well, fine," Teresa sighed before going over to a music box and soon wound it up to get the music started.
"You danced with Cinderella at the ball~" Martin began.
"No, I danced with Anastasia at the ball," Charles replied.
"No, no, you only think that because of that Lady Tremaine who is also our step-mother and Cinderella's step-mother, we'll explain about how she's our step-mother later," Teresa said, "now please, let us continue."
"I'm sorry," Charles said to them.
"Now where were we----oh, yes," Teresa said before clearing her voice as she began to sing, "with a magic wand, she casted a wicked spell~"
"Wicked spell~" Martin sang.
"And that's reason why you're not feeling well~" Teresa sang.
"Not so well~" Martin sang.
"You've forgotten Cinderella, and the dance you shared last night, but we know it's not too late to set things right~" Teresa sang.
"Because, at the ball, at the ball, Cinderella was the maiden at the ball~" Teresa and Martin both sang.
"Wait, please, wait, you're saying I'm under a magic spell," Charles asked.
"And here's the worst part," Martin said before singing again, "if Cinderella tried to take a stand~"
"Take a stand~" Teresa sang.
"Mean old Lady Tremaine had her banished from the land, Cinderella's on a ship that's gonna sail her far apart, it's up to you to save the day~" Martin sang.
"Save the day~" Teresa sang.
"Because at the ball, at the ball~" Martin and Teresa sang.
"Oh, what a ball~" Martin sang.
"Cinderella won your heart~" Teresa sang.
"And magic's keeping you astray~" Martin sang.
"And she'll be gone forever, unless you recall, that Cinderella was the maiden at the ball, at the ball~" Teresa and Martin continued together.
"Magic," Charles asked as he seemed to eventually now understand everything, "magic made me think Anastasia was the girl at the ball?"
Soon Martin and Teresa whistled to the birds signaling to them to bring the glass slipper down after it was put back together.
"Wait, what? The servant girl? This Cinderella? This belongs to her," Charles asked in shock.
"Yes," Teresa and Martin nodded to him.
"I have to find her," Charles decided once he felt determined.
"Shall we sing the song once more," Martin asked Teresa.
"I'd rather not...." Teresa bit her lip.
"It's alright, I get it now, I need to find Cinderella," Charles warned the orphans.
"Sure," Martin grinned.
"Thank you, you two, I love that song," Charles grinned as he led them to the ship that was going to take Cinderella apart.
Teresa and Martin grinned back as they followed him and something seemed to flow out of the elderly mouse's pocket.
Fievel walked over and picked it up to see it was the photo by since Cinderella and her father adopted Teresa and Martin for the first time. "I better give this back to her," he said.
"I need to go," Charles warned his father as they passed him.
"Go," the King turned to him, "but you're about to be married."
"But these orphans say she's the wrong girl," Charles replied.
"And where she is," Martin said.
The King was a little hesitant about letting his son go, but Charles kept going with Teresa and Martin.
"We'll have to jump out the window, it's the fastest road to get to your horse," Teresa said while running until Charles picked up both her and Martin. "Woah," she yelped as Charles ran with them.
"Wahoo," Martin cheered.
The King kept trying to stop his son. Soon he slid down the banister to catch up with his son.
Wedding bells began to ring in the castle as they were on the road to make facts right in this twist of time. Fievel was at the wedding and where he was going to make sure Anastasia made the right decision as he was the size of a mouse again where he could be close to her without her knowing. The King stood past Anastasia as he was very thrilled about his son getting married.
"Oh, thank you, my darling, this is all his mother and I have ever wanted to know that our son has found his true love," King Henry grinned before sighing, "I just hope that our daughter is safe wherever she might be."
"You have a daughter," Anastasia asked curiously.
"We did, but she was taken by a hooded figure, she was our son's twin sister," King Henry sighed, "our guards searched everywhere, but they couldn't find her."
Anastasia felt stranger on the inside, but it was a feeling other than guilt right now and Fievel knew exactly what it was. Teresa and Gus were starting to feel nauseous while Martin and Jaq looked just as determined as Cinderella on the road to the castle. Soon Anastasia was walking down the aisle with King Henry to Charles.
"Teresa and Martin, where are you," Fievel turned back to the doors anxiously. Luckily for him, they were on their road.
The King grinned as he walked the bride down the aisle while his son waited on the other end with the priest. Once she got to the prince, she felt hesitant and a little bit unusual having to be wanting to marry him. The priest sighed with a small sigh at the sight of the bride.
Lady Tremaine and Drizella hid in the back as they secretly watched this.
"So far so nice, Your Majesty," the Grand Duke grinned at King Henry.
The King agreed as all seemed well so far. Little did they know that it was all a trap by Lady Tremaine and Drizella. The priest was now saying a few facts. Anastasia and Charles faced the priest as he took out his book to begin the service.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman--" the Priest began.
"My one and only Cinderella," Charles whispered to Anastasia.
"In Holy Matrimony," the Priest continued.
Anastasia seemed to frown in total guilt and disgust with herself for doing this.
"We're almost there," Lady Tremaine snickered silently.
Speaking of being almost there...
The horse took Cinderella, Teresa and Martin through the front gates of the castle and now they had to face royal guards.
"You need to let us in," Teresa cried.
"I'm sorry, the wedding for Cinderella and the Prince is being held," a guard warned her.
"But she is right here! And me and Teresa are the best man and the flower girl," Martin warned them.
The guards looked at them like they were nutty, but they couldn't help but admit that that was true.
"But that's impossible, she's getting married right now," the other guard warned them, "now, lady, take yourself and your children back to the sweatshop where you belong or we'll be forced to get rough!"
"Listen! She is the real bride! And I am the best man and Teresa is the flower girl," Martin frowned up at the guards with a hint of the stare. Even though he was younger than he was before, The Stare seemed to be just as effective as it would be years from now especially after Martin's practice as an older brother. This seemed to frighten the guards as they let them pass as it was Anastasia's turn to say if she did or did not agree to marry Charles.
"I can't believe that worked," Teresa said to Martin.
Fievel poked his head out and gestured for everyone to come to the doors he was at since it was where the wedding was going on, and where they arrived just in time for Anastasia to give her response.
"I...don't," Anastasia frowned.
Fievel wiped his forehead in relief, though he knew that Anastasia would say that. The priest looked in confusion at the sight of two Cinderellas before falling flat on the floor.
"Spoiled little ingrate, I've given you everything you ever wanted, Anastasia," Lady Tremaine frowned.
"Does that include taking her if she was a baby," Fievel frowned as he got on the floor before growing back to normal size.
Everyone suddenly gasped at that.
"Who are you and what have you done," Lady Tremaine scowled at the young mouse.
"My name is Fievel and I know that you stole/took Prince Charles's twin sister," Fievel frowned.
Teresa played "dun dun dun" music on the organ with a snicker to make it like a cheesy soap opera.
"How do you know," Lady Tremaine frowned back.
"I know all and see all like until you burned down the orphanage," Fievel retorted.
Teresa did it again.
"Quit it," everyone frowned.
Teresa grinned sheepishly in response.
"Anyhow, I know what I'm speaking about," Fievel frowned at Lady Tremaine, poking her in the chest, "taking the princess was part one of your wicked plan other than to make Cinderella, Teresa and Martin miserable, you wanted it all! Do you realize that because of you that Queen Marianne died of a broken heart that her only daughter was just taken from her?!"
"You stole our daughter," King Henry frowned at Lady Tremaine.
Fievel smirked and folded his arms as Lady Tremaine was busted before he reached out for the wand.
"STAY BACK," Lady Tremaine frowned as she held the wand up high.
"That wand isn't yours and you know it, Madonna," Fievel frowned at the evil woman.
"Madonna," Teresa asked.
"That's her first name," Fievel warned her.
Teresa snickered. "Madonna..."
Martin rolled his eyes, but he couldn't help but laugh with Teresa as her laughter was quite contagious if it was actually necessary.
"Turn him into a toad, Mother," Drizella pointed to Fievel.
"Only if I turn you back into the dragons you once were before," Fievel retorted with a cocky snicker.
"Oh, I shall enjoy this," Tremaine frowned before pointing the wand towards him, "bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!"
Fievel yawned before he took a mirror out of his pocket and it bounced the magic away from it and it zapped Lady Tremaine and Drizella right back. "Karma, what have ya done," he teased the evil step-mother and her daughter.
And where the magic sent Madonna and Drizella back to where they belonged as toads.
"I'll take that," Fievel smirked as he stood over them and swiped Fairy Godmother's wand.
The Grand Duke and the King were very astounded all they had been through today. They were so shocked they couldn't speak. Anastasia and Cinderella took each other's hands with grins, this was going to be set right once and for all.
Anastasia knew exactly what to do next. "This is the real Cinderella," she warned the prince, joining their hands together, "your true love."
The two joined hands together. Once their hands touched, they knew they were right for each other. They both looked each other in the eyes with their eyes twinkling and having bright grins. They knew they deserved each other for sure this time. Then Anastasia took the wand from Fievel briefly to turn herself back to her normal, true form.
"Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo," Anastasia frowned as she used the wand to turn herself back to the fashion she was.
"Anastasia, what's wrong," Teresa asked, noticing how unhappy she was.
"I don't deserve this....." Anastasia said glumly.
Soon Cinderella walked down to Anastasia. "Everyone deserves true love," she warned her.
Then they shared a rather sisterly hug together.
"Bibbibi-Bobbibi-Boo," Cinderella used the magic wand to turn the Fairy Godmother, Patch and Cynthia back into themselves after being statues for who knows how long?
"Man, we sure are stiff," Patch moaned as the three of them stretched.
"Who is that," Cinderella wondered.
"That's my puppy," Martin beamed as he didn't forget.
Soon Patch and Cynthia went over to Martin and Teresa as soon as the Dalmatian sniffed them both.
"Patch...do you remember me," Martin picked up Patch.
"Yes, I do, but how do you remember me," Patch replied.
"That would be my work..." Fievel replied as he filed his nails with his own wand.
"Thank you, Fievel," Patch grinned.
Soon Cynthia began to pinch Martin's cheek, finding him cute.
"Heeey," Martin pouted.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but you're so adorable," Cynthia chuckled to her future boyfriend as he was younger right now.
Soon Fairy Godmother used her wand to make Cinderella's wedding dress beautiful.
"Thank you," Cinderella grinned to her fairy godmother.
Charles grinned to his bride before he took her and took her for a twirl as they were rightfully together again.
"Would you like me to return you to your former lives," Velma grinned to Cinderella and Charles.
"Former lives," Cinderella and Charles replied in slight confusion.
"Um, yes, you see, I mean you were already...oh, never mind," Velma chuckled.
"Well," the King spoke up, "does anyone want to marry my son?"
"I do," Cinderella beamed.
This caused for the priest to awaken where he could do his job. Then he cracked open his book in the middle of the floor, to marry Cinderella and the Prince, eventually. "I now pronounce you, husband and wife," he gasped and knocked out again.
"Yes," Teresa, Martin, Cynthia and Patch asked each other as that seemed quite rushed, but the crowd was pleased.
Fievel knew that now was the perfect time to restore Anastasia's memories and to return Martin, Teresa, Patch and Cynthia back to the right time. "What do you say," he snickered.
"Thank you, Fievel," the three except for Teresa replied.
"Teresa," Fievel snickered.
"Thanks, Fievel," Teresa grumbled.
"Was that so hard," Fievel asked.
"Yes," Teresa rolled her eyes sourly.
"Now, before we return to the present," Fievel whispered before he used his magic on Anastasia where her memories would return. 
Anastasia held her head suddenly and blinked. "Wait, I do have someone....." she remembered her own boyfriend, "the Baker... Dimitri..."
"Seriously? Anastasia and Dimitri," Teresa deadpanned.
"Yes," Fievel nodded before looking to Henry, "as long as that's alright with you that your daughter is dating the baker."
"As long as she's happy with who she's with, I'm happy," the King grinned with a proud nod.
Anastasia grinned as she was happy to be with her true family.
Soon Fievel and Velma used their magic and soon they were back in the present time and were back on the same day and time that Martin and Teresa went back in time with Madonna, Drizella and Anastasia at. Madonna and Drizella were forced to become castle maids, and they didn't like that one bit, causing them to shriek.