"Simba 2" (Shrek 2) (My 2014-2022 Style) Part 10 - The Fairy Queen Victoria's Factory

Danny is walking behind Simba, who is still carrying Blu. Danny eyes Blu suspiciously as he whispers into Simba's ear. Simba glances back at Danny.

Simba: No, really?

Simba and Blu laugh. They walk out into a clearing.

Danny: Oh…

**EXT. - Queen Victoria's Cottage**

Off in the distance they see a small cottage. Connected to it is a giant factory with colored gases rising out from its chimneys.

Danny: Oh, no. That’s the ol' Keebler’s place! Let’s just back away slowly.

Blu: That’s the Queen Victoria's cottage. She’s the largest producer of hexes and potions in the whole kingdom.

Simba: Then why don’t we pop in there for a spell? Ha-ha! *Spell*!

Simba chuckles while Blu laughs loudly and they walk on. With an annoyed look on his face, Danny follows them.

Blu: He makes me laugh!

**INT. - Queen Victoria's Cottage**

The three enter through the front door of the cottage and into a reception area. At the desk sits an elf writing into a book.

Simba: Hi. I’m here to see the--

JEROME: The Queen Victoria. I’m sorry. She is not in.

Queen Victoria's voice sounds from a speaker system next to the receptionist.

Queen Victoria: Jerome, coffee and a Monte Cristo. Now!

JEROME: [sighs] Yes, Queen Victoria. Right away. Look, she’s not seeing any clients today, OK?

Simba: That’s OK, buddy. We’re from the union.

JEROME: The union?

Simba: We represent the workers in all magical industries, both evil and benign.

JEROME: Oh! Oh, right.

Simba: Are you feeling at all degraded or oppressed?

Jerome turns the speaker to face the other way.

JEROME: Uh… a little. W--w--we don’t even have dental.

Simba: They don’t even have dental. Okay, we're just gonna have a look around. Oh. By the way. I think it’d be better if the Queen Victoria didn’t know we were here. Know what I’m saying? Huh?

DANNY: Hmm?

Simba: Huh?

DANNY: Huh? Huh? Huh?!

Simba: Stop it.

JEROME: (whispers) Of course. Go right in.

The three walk through a door next to the receptionist.

**INT. - POTION FACTORY**

From up above on a catwalk, the three look out at the factory. The workers are all elves wearing white hazmat suits. Chemicals are poured into giant vats. Potions are put onto conveyor belts. Ingredients are tested and mixed. Simba notices a set of doors at the other end of the room with a sign above that reads "Potion Room". They see flashing lights accompanied by booming sounds coming from a doorway to their right. They head inside and walk down a hallway, which leads to another set of doors. They can hear the Queen Victoria behind it as well as the source of the flashes.

Queen Victoria: A drop of desire! [giggles] Naughty!

Inside a giant cauldron pours out gas as Queen Victoria dumps various vials into it.

Queen Victoria: A pinch of passion. [laughs] And just a hint of…lust! [laughs]

Simba: Excuse me.

Simba and company walk in, and Queen Victoria gasps.

Simba: Sorry to barge in like this but uh--

Queen Victoria: What in Grimm’s name are you doing here?

Simba: Well...it seems that Ariel’s not exactly happy.

Queen Victoria: Oh-ho-ho! And there’s some question as to why that is? Well, let’s explore that, shall we?

Queen Victoria hovers over to wall of bookshelves filled with books.

Queen Victoria: Ah. P, P, P, P, P…Princess.

She pulls out a book titled "Anastaierella".

Queen Victoria: Anastaierella! Here we are. "Lived happily ever after." Oh…[laughs] No Lions!

She tosses the book to the ground and pulls out another.

Queen Victoria: Let’s see. Mirabel White. A handsome prince. Oh...no Lions.

She continues to pull out books and toss them.

Queen Victoria: Sleeping Beauty. Oh, no Lions! Hansel and Gretel? No! Thumbelina? No. The Golden Bird, the Little Gratuitymaid, Pretty Woman…No, no, no, no, no!

She flies down and gets in Simba's face.

Queen Victoria: You see, Lions don’t live happily ever after.

Simba jams his finger at Queen Victoria.

Simba: All right, look, lady!

Queen Victoria: Don’t you point… those dirty yellow sausages at me!

They get closer towards each other and glare into each other's eyes. They are interrupted by a worker who comes through the door.

WORKER: Your Monte Cristo and coffee--oh! Sorry.

Simba: Ah… that’s okay. We were just leaving. Very sorry to have wasted your time, Miss Queen Victoria.

Queen Victoria: Just… go. Come on, guys.

The three head back out the doors. A worker pushing a cart walks by the janitor's closet. It opens and Simba pulls him and the cart inside. Simba puts the hazmat suit on which only manages to cover his head. He walks through the factory floor pushing the cart.

Simba: TGIF, eh, buddy? Working hard or hardly working, eh, Mac?