Happily N'Ever After 2
Once upon a time,
long, long ago,
in a magical kingdom
far, far away
known as Fairy Tale Land,
there lived a princess
and a prince,
'cause there always is one
when you have the other.
Hold up!
That's not
what wizards wear, Mambo.
The clothes don't make
the wizard, Munk.
It's the other way around.
Now what up with all this
"once upon a time" bidness?
That's old school.
We gots to make
the story fresh, yo.
You know,
mix things up a bit.
D'oh!
Not the balance
of good and evil!
D'oh!
Mambo!
We're supposed to keep
good and evil in fairy tales
balanced right where they are.
Capiche?
But--
- Zaa!
Uh, but--
- Zzz!
But--
- Zaa!
Oh! Fine.
We'll do it your way.
Good.
Now, Fairy Tale Land was ruled
by the wise King Cole.
His wife, Queen Grace--
Who was big-time beautiful.
...and their
daughter Snow White.
Things were pretty cool
in the old kingdom.
Lots of joy and love
and all that good stuff
was just bursting out
everywhere.
And this was in no small part
due to Queen Grace.
Wave to the people,
Snow White.
Everyone in the kingdom
is our friend.
Yes, Mommy,
and they all love you.
Morning!
For no matter
what your problem...
Or what you looked like...
She would bring joy
into your world.
With a smile on her face
and love in her heart.
Yeah!
Yay!
Did you see that?
Mother, why does everyone
love the queen so much?
Because she is beautiful.
I want to be queen someday.
Am I beautiful?
Uh...
Wh-What do you think?
Mommy, I want to be
loved by everyone,
just like you are.
You will be, Snow White.
There. All done.
Whoa.
Just remember,
Snow White,
the mirror only tells
half the story.
True beauty comes
from helping others.
Yes, Mommy.
Mommy.
Are you okay?
Stop smiling.
This is a sad day
for the kingdom.
But doesn't this mean
someone else
gets to be queen?
Mommy.
Yes, someone else
will be queen.
Now poor Snow White
has to grow up
without the caring heart--
of her beloved mother.
# No, sugar,
I like the spice #
# I'll never get enough #
# I'll show you how,
if you ask me nice #
# Just try to keep up #
# Try to keep up #
# Can you keep up
with me? #
# Can you really
keep up with me? #
# Do you think
I'm gonna let you get #
# Your friends tonight
and meet up with me? #
# No time
for sleepin', baby #
# Up in the V to the I-P #
# Can you keep up?
Can you keep up? #
# Can you really
keep up with me? #
Answer.
Holla!
- Hey, girls.
We're almost to your place.
You ready?
You know it.
Snow White?
Oh, my dad's coming.
Gotta go.
Later.
Snow, honey,
are you ready to go?
Hi, Daddy.
You like?
It's the hottest,
latest thing.
Well...
You don't like it?
No. It's nice.
I'm just not sure that's
what a young princess wears.
Now, your mother,
she always dressed
appropriately for a queen.
Daddy,
times have changed.
So has fashion.
You gotta keep up.
I take it from your dress
you've forgotten
we were visiting
the Ten Little Indians
Orphanage tonight?
But tonight's the opening
They're expecting me
to be there.
Well, it would be nice
if you felt the orphanage
needed you, too.
Yeah, I know.
Snow, you've gone out
to some new opening
every night this summer.
So?
- So, honey,
there's more
to being a princess
than red carpets
and photo ops.
Honey, the children
always loved it
when your mother
visited them.
But they pick their noses.
It's so gross.
Your mother
never seemed to mind.
You just don't
understand.
Snow White!
Holla!
Holla!
So you ready to get
your joust on, girl?
Go ahead.
We can visit
with the children
another time.
Oh, thank you, Daddy!
Now, I don't want you
coming home late again.
Daddy, curfews are so lame.
Do you want me
to look like a loser?
Well, no, but--
Daddy.
Oh, well. Okay, okay.
But be home well before
the rooster crows,
unlike last time.
I'm serious now.
Before the rooster crows.
Got it.
Aw, the royal robe?
Your mother
wore this with pride.
I insist.
Fine.
And be safe.
I will be.
Mwah!
Love you.
Uh, you're not really gonna
wear that robe, are you?
What's wrong?
Girl, way too retro.
The Three Blind Mice
could see that.
Holla!
It'll be great.
Hi.
Mmm, who are they?
Dude, they're the Damsels.
Bo Peep, Goldilocks,
Little Red Riding Hood,
and Snow White.
They're the most popular girls
in Fairy Tale Land.
Thanks.
No cutting the line.
Bite me.
Sorry.
Whoo--
You're looking good
tonight, Snow White.
Everyone's staring at you.
Well, what can I say?
Designer clothes
with matching shoes,
perfect makeup,
and a killer do.
Holl-a!
The main event is starting!
Are they starting?
- There they are.
Young lads and lasses,
wizards and witches,
it's time to get
your joust on!
On the red side,
the man with the muscles,
the big bruiser
who's never been a loser--
Sir Simple Simon!
I love him! Whoo!
And on the blue side,
a newbie
to the jousting games--
Sir Peter!
Who's the new guy?
I haven't met him yet.
I wonder what he looks like.
He's probably an ogre.
And, as a special treat,
in attendance tonight
is the ever glamorous,
always fabulous,
Fairy Tale Land's
favorite gal--
Princess Snow White!
Thank you. Thank you.
Boo!
Line-cutters!
They obviously let in
too many peasants.
They shouldn't do that
on opening night.
This is gonna be good.
Knights, are you ready?
Then let's get your joust on!
Yah!
Hyah!
Hyah.
So, Damsels,
was that a joust,
or was that a joust?
- So awesome!
Sweet!
- It was the bomb!
Snow White, so, how
about that Sir Peter?
He's cute.
Mmm. Mm-hmm.
Hah. Whoo. Ah.
Mmm. Ooh.
Yeah!
All right, Petey.
Welcome to Fairy Tale Land.
Let's find you a girl.
I didn't come here
to find a girl.
Yeah, yeah.
You only want
to help people.
I know.
Always with the big heart.
You can save
the world tomorrow.
Uh!
- Oh!
Hey.
- Hey.
# Your shining armor #
# Your heart's safe harbor #
Uh, you were brilliant
tonight, Sir Peter.
I'm way honored
you asked me to dance.
Please.
The honor is all mine.
Really?
Yeah, really.
Your mother
was a hero of mine.
Huh? My mother?
I was raised
in one of her orphanages.
Heck, I probably
wouldn't be here
if it wasn't for her.
She's, like--
a legend.
That's Mom.
# Surrender #
Looks like we might have
a little love connection
between Snow White
and that new knight.
Hmm.
There's something
very odd
about that woman
over there.
Ya think?
The veil kinda
screams "creepy."
Yeah. Your mom was great.
She just had
something about her.
Her looks?
- Well, yeah, but--
Her fashion sense?
- I guess, but--
Oh, the way
she did her hair?
Huh?
Hey, you two.
We got the VIP room
to ourselves.
Oh, you have to come.
Well...
Please?
Yeah. Come on.
We can get away
from all the--
Riffraff?
Totally.
I mean, Snow White's
a princess, for goodness' sake.
I'll pass.
But why?
'Cause I'm one
of the riffraff.
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