Barbie in the 12 Dancing Princesses Page #3

Oh. Of course.

I didn't mean to pry.

I didn't think you were prying.

It's just... Never mind.

Derek, may I ask you a favour?

Of course, Your Highness.

This morning, I saw Duchess Rowena

give something to a man, a Mr Fabian.

He was short with a beard

and he wore a blue coat.

- I'm afraid I don't know him.

- Would you find out who he is?

Without letting the duchess know.

I don't trust her.

Meeeeow!

Hey, hey, hey!

Watch the feathers.

Twyla, please.

- Lock her up and throw away the key.

- Felix!

Sorry, Your Highness.

- What are you doing?

- Me? The cat started it.

Twyla!

One, two, three,

four, five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve.

Excellent.

I'll see you all in the morning.

No excuses. Good night.

I said good night.

Good night, my lady.

I want to know where they go, to whom

they speak and when they sneeze.

Of course, Your Grace. My only reward

is your happiness, my lady.

Correct, Desmond.

- Is she gone? I thought I heard voices.

- I don't hear anything now.

Let's go.

A whole night

to forget Rowena and her rules.

What shall we dance to first?

- We love...

- Ballet.

- Good idea.

- Yay, ballet!

I wish we were dressed

like ballerinas.

We wish we had ballet music.

Who am I?

- The Duchess of Doom.

- You mean the Duchess of Don't.

Don't do this. Don't do that.

Don't, don't, don't!

He came a long way

to visit Duchess Rowena.

Mr Fabian?

You have me at a disadvantage.

You know my name,

but I don't know yours.

I've been asked to inquire

about your business with the duchess.

That's between me

and the duchess, isn't it?

I wouldn't want

to get my master angry.

The bird talks?

Last time somebody refused my master,

the fool was never heard from again.

- That's not true.

- Oh, you're right. They did find a shoe.

Please.

I'm just a simple apothecary.

I sell herbs, remedies.

That's all.

What did you sell the duchess?

I almost didn't sell her anything.

Everybody knows

she doesn't pay her bills.

This time, however,

she came through.

Small, but it's silver.

"Queen Isabella".

So, how much are you asking?

Oh, that's a laugh.

What do we have worth a silver goblet?

A talking bird might do it.

Derek? Derek?

You wouldn't.

What's wrong, Felix?

Nothing to say?

Uh... thanks?

- Let's go. We have a long walk.

- Where are we going?

We need to show

Princess Genevieve the goblet.

That will be a long walk for you. I hope

you made a pair of shoes for yourself.

Don't make me wish

I kept the horse instead of you.

Never mind.

Forget I'm even here.

Well?

Nobody came in or out.

I was here all night, Your Grace.

Wonderful.

Good morning, girls.

A beautiful day, isn't it?

Rise and shine.

We have a busy day ahead of us.

Weren't these new yesterday?

Line up this instant.

Where were you dancing last night?

- Answer me, Delia.

- I'm Edeline.

I don't care.

Answer me.

We, uh...

we danced at a pavilion.

How did you get there? Blair?

- I'm Kathleen.

- So what?

The magic boat took us.

Please. How did you get out of here

without Desmond seeing you?

- The magic gateway.

- Magic this, magic that.

You're all lying to me.

You're the runt of this family.

Tell me the truth or you'll all pay.

- How can you talk to her that way?

- But... but it is the truth.

How dare you talk back to me?

You're no better

than common maids.

Maybe if I treat you like maids, you'll

change your minds about lying to me.

This morning

you shall clean the front garden.

- I want it spotless.

- But we were supposed to...

Talking back.

Now you'll scrub the steps as well.

We can't even sing

to pass the time.

- I don't understand why Papa...

- Won't listen to us.

How did everything get so awful?

At least the garden's done.

All that's left is the steps.

- Oh.

- I...

I didn't mean to.

I'm sorry.

Lacey!

- Want some company?

- Guess so.

I used to come here

when I was upset.

Why can't I be good at something?

Edeline and Delia

are good at sports,

Courtney's read every book ever written,

Blair rides her horses,

and you're the most beautiful dancer.

- I thought you'd say I'm always late.

- That too.

You probably don't remember,

but Mother always told us:

big or small,

there's a difference only you can make.

It's been a long day. We'll feel better

if we say good night to Papa.

I just don't understand

why I'm still sick.

Frankly, I'm not surprised,

with the burdens you carry.

12 of them, if you know what I mean.

12 burdens.

My daughters do worry me.

I must admit, I lose sleep over them.

But they're hardly burdens.

They're the best part of my life.

Could this day get any worse?

I ache all over.

- Did you see Papa?

- Not exactly.

Tired? Sore? Frustrated?

Now maybe I can hear the truth.

We told you the truth.

That ridiculous story? What else?

Flowers with diamonds on them?

Not all the flowers.

Now you're mocking me.

Apparently you didn't learn your lesson.

Tomorrow you'll clean the stables.

As for tonight, I'm locking you in.

Nobody's going dancing,

I promise you that.

- Papa would never lock us in.

- Your father is sick.

And who can blame him?

Taking care of you with your wild ways.

If you really want your father to get better,

you'll leave him alone.

I have failed you again, my grace.

- How may I redeem myself?

- We'll see, won't we?

If anybody - anybody - sneaks in or out,

alert me at once.

I never realised Papa

was so disappointed in us.

I heard him tell Rowena

that we're burdens.

- He did?

- That's terrible.

Everything's so wrong here.

Twyla has the right idea.

There's still one place we can go

where we won't disappoint anybody.

- We'll give Papa some time...

- To get better.

Maybe it's best if we go.

Nobody came or left, my lady.

Desmond, get in here.

Do you see any princesses?

Well, uh...

Neither do I!

But I never left the door.

Are you telling me they just vanished

into thin air? Find them!

The poor man. He's never been the same

since his Isabella passed away.

Ah, yes.

A broken heart.

Well, I should've realised.

In that case, medicine can't help him.

That's what I was afraid of.

Now, now. Don't give up hope,

Your Grace. I'll check in tomorrow.

Yes, please do.

Hello, sir.

May I see Princess Genevieve?

Haven't you heard?

The princesses are missing.

- Missing?

- This cannot be good.

I heard Duchess Rowena say

they've run away.

You, cobbler.

We don't need you today.

But I need to see Princess Genevieve.

I said, be gone!

Tell me you're going to leave.

Eventually.

This is risky.

Risky!

You're crazy. If you're caught,

you'll be thrown in the dungeon.

If you don't pipe down,

we'll both be thrown in the dungeon.

Satisfied?

She isn't here. Now let's go.

My shoe polish.

Over there, and there.

Newsflash.

She walked in her own room.

But not everywhere. She started here,

where the polish is thickest.

You have got to be kidding.

Ten, eleven, twelve.

Twelve steps.

Her dance!

One.

- What did you do?

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