The Swan Princess: A Royal Family Tale Page #3

Queen of Wixom!

Three more seconds, Fido.

Leesey no climb this!

Two!

My sniffer broken.

One!

Me give up.

Hooray for Alise!

Yes, yes, yes, Alise!

Big flying squirrels! Big...

No!

No!

Odette!

Hold on, now. Wait till

the Prince is good and gone.

Alise!

Last time I did zis, I got...

That poor dear! To be in

the clutches of those...

Those things!

Oh!

Frosting the snowman.

No one touches the Queen,

you heinous hamsters!

You put me down!

How dare you?

Take her to

the village! Go!

I will wait beyond your traps,

just in case you fail again.

Well, go on now, use

him as a battering ram!

But the door's unlocked.

Well, it's no fun

just waltzing in.

Hmph.

Hey, half-pint!

What are those things?

Where'd they come from?

What they want?

Never mind that!

Where are we?

This is the castle

cellar, Uberta.

You mean, when I say,

"Take it to the cellar!"

This is what

I'm talking about?

Yes.

Ooh!

This simply will not do!

Hello? Furry

person in charge?

Remove me from this place!

I can taste the air down here!

Right. But I don't

really get the point,

because in the morning,

we're just gonna fling ya.

Fling me?

That's right. For giving aid

and shelter to the Swan Princess!

Did you hear that?

You will fling the Queen

over my dead body!

You'll have to

go first then.

Well, actually, it was just

a figure of speech, really.

I refuse to be flung! I just

spent three hours on this hairdo!

Well, I'm afraid the only

way to avoid it is to

"Deny your allegiance to

the evil Swan Princess. "

Evil? I will never deny the honest

and pure-hearted Swan Princess.

Right. So, tomorrow,

we'll have your trial,

it's more of a

formality, really,

with a flinging to

follow directly after.

And if you could wear

something light and simple,

so we can really get

some good distance on ya.

You monster! There's mold down here!

Never fear,

my noble Queen!

Lord Rogers, Esquire,

shall defend you!

Thank you, Rogers.

And when we win, we're going after

the guy who built this cellar next.

Odette!

Be careful.

There are traps.

Okay.

Odette!

I see it.

They're the real deal.

Fools! They failed again!

Watch out!

Derek.

The Swan Princess.

Who...

Shh...

What?

But I'm sure I hit the Prince!

Well, she must've

gone on alone.

I'm going back

to the village!

Find him! He couldn't have gone far.

I can't let her

rescue the girl.

Who... What are you?

Oh, my gosh,

I'm a little nervous.

Okay, now those are

two questions I intend

to answer with absolute

clarity, Princess.

But first, if

you'll step aside,

I've just a few seconds

to save your husband's life.

What?

A robust poison, indeed!

Poison?

These guys know what

they're working with,

but they don't know who

they're dealing with. Me!

Okay, now, to your

first question, Princess.

I am a scullion. Order, Rodentia.

Family, Sciuridae or squirrel.

Subfamily, Pteromyinae, or as we

say in the business, flying squirrel!

Please?

Ah, yes. Thank you.

Back to work.

However, we are a very,

very rare genus and species.

And I'll tell you

one thing we can do,

right here, right now,

and that's save lives.

In record time,

I might add.

Look at that.

Look at those cheeks.

Okay, I think it's coming back,

I think he's going to be okay.

Thank you.

Now, as to your

second question.

I am your loyal servant,

Bortan Gali Gali

Gumwatt Sumwatt Bing!

I'll just call you Scully,

if you don't mind.

Scully! I see.

You're very charming,

Majesty.

Thank you.

That's brilliant.

Your friends are

trying to kill us!

Friends? Those

are not friends.

I haven't spoken to

another scullion in years.

I was banished.

Banished?

Yes. It's your

fault, actually.

I'll tell you all about

it, if you want me to.

There's no time, Scully.

They've kidnapped Alise.

Who's that, your daughter?

Hopefully someday, yes.

You won't be fighting

just the scullions

to get her back,

I can promise you that.

You'll be fighting The

Forbidden Arts, as well.

What?

If you succeeded, then

where are their bodies?

It's only a matter of time

before we find them, Master!

I want proof now.

You brought her here?

As proof that the plan worked.

She must never

leave this place.

Now, go back to the forest, find

their bodies and bring them back to me.

Mangler has been promised

your kingdom if...

If he would...

Yeah. And that other chap,

what's-his-name,

had been promised

the exact same thing.

You know who I'm talking about.

Rottweiler, Rothlisberger...

Rothbart.

That's the one.

Derek!

So, we're up against

The Forbidden Arts again.

I don't know how

to tell you this.

There's no rescuing Alise.

It's impossible.

I made her a promise,

Scully, and I will keep it.

Well, of course,

I mean impossible

for a non-Swan

Princess person.

But for you, only next

to impossible. But still!

Say, "Ah!"

Ah... I'll find her. Just show

me the way to your village.

Getting you into my village

would be a little like pushing an

elephant through a keyhole, I'm afraid.

No. No, that would... How

are you feeling? You dizzy?

Sleepy.

That's it! A sleeping potion!

That's how we'll do it!

Do what?

Squeeze you through the

keyhole.

Charge!

That's it, boys! Hold him

down for interrogation.

Hurt you so bad!

Are you

guys all right?

Friends of yours, Princess?

This is Puffin and Speed.

I'm sorry. So embarrassed.

Under my fur, I'm blushing.

A secret tunnel?

Well, yeah,

at least I thought so.

Fortune smiles!

No. Ze name is Jean-Bob.

And zis is a frown.

The potion I'm about to make

calls for frogs' eyes!

No, no. Jean-Bob is

also a friend of mine.

A thousand apologies.

You can come down,

Jean-Bob.

No way. He's still got zat

look in his eyes about my eyes.

No. It's all right.

What's that?

The

Glowing Stone! I see it.

No!

Close it, Princess.

Okay. Creepy.

The Glowing Stone.

Where have I...

It's right on the tip of

the tongue of my brain.

It rings a bell of

some kind deep inside...

I'll tell you this much.

It's definitely got

something to do

with the legend.

Look at that.

Princess, how did

you get it to...

I don't know.

All I did was

touch this image.

But I've run my paws over

this image a dozen times!

Maybe two to 12...

Let's just say a lot.

It responds to Odette's touch

because she's the Swan Princess.

Of course. That's it.

Why didn't I...

You really

believe that I...

Will usher in an Age of Goodness?

I've already seen it happen.

Okay, she's special!

But next time, Odette,

don't touch ze button

zat makes ze frosty,

freaky light show!

The amphibian's right. I'm

afraid that frosty, freaky feeling

is The Forbidden Arts.

Frightening fact,

says ze fearful frog.

Unless I'm wrong,

and let's face it,

that's rare,

last time was early in

the Age of Confusion,

The Forbidden Arts

wants this stone.

Really? What can it do?

Not waiting around to find

out. As my father used to say...

Loose translation, run!

Do that again, buster, and

I'll show you how fur flies!

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