The Swan Princess: Princess Tomorrow, Pirate Today! Page #4

What?

-I'm not going.

-"Not going"?

Look, I'm glad you have perfect parents

and a castle and friends.

But that's not my world.

But the Boggs!

They still don't know I'm here.

When you go, it'll just be like before.

Look, I'll help you

and your friends get on your way,

but this is my home.

Didn't they want me?

Didn't they care?

How could they just turn and leave?

Didn't they love me?

Or was it all a dream?

I'm not really sure what I believe

We were a family

I felt so safe

It was the picture-perfect life

I thought I knew them

How was I so wrong?

But if they won't have me

Then I'll just move on

I'm strong I'm tall standing on my own

I won't give in anymore

I'm brave enough standing on my own

And if no one's there to catch me

Then I'll just never fall

And I'll stand alone

On my own

I wish my parents were here.

They'd know what to tell him,

wouldn't they, Speed?

Yup. They're pretty smart.

-Perhaps, I can help.

-Scully!

I'm a poor substitute

for the Prince and Princess, to be sure.

I'm so glad you're here.

Yeah, well, I wish I had better news,

but, alas, it's not to be so.

What? Why?

Well, it appears your friends are

about to become a main course.

-Lord Rogers!

-Jean-Bob!

We have to do something!

Way too much fire!

You're slow-roasting,

not re-enacting the destruction of Pompeii!

I've seen a candle with more heat.

You know, raw and uncooked,

that's sounding pretty good right now.

You've all failed! Out! Out of my kitchen!

No, Chef.

We got meat, fleshy treats

Gonna get some

Used to starve, now we carve

No more ho-hum

Slow-roasted, I said!

Slow...

Feel the heat, gonna eat

Sweet and hearty

What a day, no delay

It's a party

Listen to me!

You have to cook me

over a very, very low heat

for a very, very long time.

Otherwise, I'll be all crispy on the outside

and uncooked on the inside.

Now think, do you want a juicy,

well-cooked pink belly

or a tough, dried-out, crispy pink belly?

-Crispy pink belly!

-Crispy pink belly!

Jean-Bob! Jean-Bob!

Hark! Methinks I hear the lame brain

who said I am just a... Rogers!

Behold! Green Thing forbids

the eating of pink bellies!

"Crispy"!

Crispy pink bellies!

From now on,

we no longer worship green things,

we saut them!

How do I feel about eating my guru?

Surprisingly, I'm okay with it.

Twenty degrees north by northeast.

More fire.

You think you're so all-powerful?

Then act like it!

You want fire?

'Cause I'll show you some fire, baby!

Now you've done it!

How dare you slather sauce on Green Thing?

Yeah!

"Thou shalt not slather!"

That's a super big rule!

We got meat, fleshy treat

Gonna get some

Feel the heat, gonna eat

Sweet and hearty

What a day, won't delay

It's a...

You better run!

No, you better not! Untie us first!

-You're back.

-Okay. Untie us and all is forgiven!

Jean-Bob, it's me.

-Alise!

-Alise!

We got meat, fleshy treat

Gonna get some

Used to starve, now we carve

No more ho-hum

Hurry. Me hungry.

Feel the heat, gonna eat

Sweet and hearty

That was a little too good.

More fire.

-Hurry!

-Just one more cut.

I'm sorry to crush your barbecue!

Alise!

It's the girly pink belly!

-Who are you?

-Just stay close and do exactly what I do.

I'll explain later.

Dinner's on the run!

It's here somewhere. Quick, get in!

Meat!

Down!

Help! I broke my leg!

Meat!

This thicket will give us cover to the shore.

You're home free.

The raft is just around the bend.

-Try not to wreck this one.

-Don't start!

Are you sure you wanna stay here?

It was a pleasure, Princess, to serve you.

Wait, wait! What? Where's he going?

You better go.

Meat!

This is all my fault, young princess.

If it's any consolation,

what you did back there at the camp,

your courage, your cleverness,

to me, you are every inch, every molecule,

a very modern princess.

Okay, that's all very sweet,

but it's a little gloomy.

So now, everyone,

a big, hopeful smile and escape plan!

The only thing worse

than eating and running

is running before you're eaten!

Stall. Trust me. Trust me!

Inspiring and spooky at the same time.

It's only Scully. Do what he says.

I was only

testing your culinary determination!

And you failed!

You let dinner escape!

You don't deserve a main course like me!

Oh, come on, don't say that!

Yeah, yeah, we'll work harder, promise.

Don't fall for his tricks!

He's just stalling, is all!

Isn't he, Nums?

Fire!

For Alise!

Get them!

Get up there!

Keep coming, Lord Rogers!

The Princess is secure!

Everyone, back to the boat!

Let's move. Move, move!

Brodie said, "To the boat!"

Let's get out of here!

Gotcha!

-Alise!

-Oh, no!

Meat.

-Good thing you're a quick learner.

-You came back!

Come on!

Lucas!

On top of that,

you are the worst chef-in-training ever!

It's for the best, Lucas. I promise.

I can't stay here now. They've seen me.

Meat!

Rogers! Rogers!

You have every right

to be angry with me, Uberta.

No! Rogers! No, no, no!

That's my granmum, Queen Uberta.

She's, kind of, intense,

but awesome at the same time.

But I must say, Alise has changed.

Lucas?

Come to me, darling!

Alise, you'll sweat!

"Changed," indeed!

The only thing missing

is a beard and a bottle of rum!

Lucas!

He's gone.

If only we had someone,

someone who knows how that boy thinks,

what he might do, how he might hide,

etcetera, etcetera.

Just making sure you were still alive,

and you are.

You've gotta come down sometime!

Maybe not.

We should see the castle soon.

-This will all work out.

-He's right about that, Princess.

Scully!

In fact, let me rephrase and say it has

all worked out in a most extraordinary way.

-Alise is safe?

-Absolutely, indeed.

-Thank heavens!

-I'm so happy!

However...

No, I don't mean "however,"

rather, in addition,

Alise desperately needs your help.

-"Desperately"?

-"Desperately"?

No, no, no, too strong a word,

much too strong.

-And yet...

-Scully!

I'm sorry. No time to explain.

Just hurry up,

take the back road into the kingdom.

-But that takes twice as long.

-Trust me, take that road!

Must go. Ta for now. Good-bye!

But...

Which way?

Go left. Trust me.

Okay, to the left it is.

-I got you!

-Leave me alone!

Sorry. Have a good day.

Scully?

Oh, man, I'm winded.

I gotta drop some weight,

but how can a ghost lose weight?

Yeah, I know.

Okay, why the back road, you ask.

Because, somewhere along the way,

you'll meet his parents.

-Whose parents?

-The boy's, Lucas!

-Who's Lucas?

-Long story. Just stop them!

Okay, back in a jiff.

-Scully!

-Very important instructions.

-But he's getting away!

-I know, but listen to me!

-Stop. Pay attention. Are we all ears?

-Yes.

Don't chase him that way.

Chase him that way.

-But what difference does it make?

-It'll all be clear in a jiffy!

Just go! He's getting away!

Hello.

Your Highness.

That's such a lovely wagon.

By "lovely," she means, well, sturdy.

That's right.

My family always says "lovely"

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