Come on, Gus-Gus. Faster!
What's the hurry, Jaq-Jaq? What's the hurry?
Fairy Godmother's here. She's gonna read us the Cinderelly story.
Shh. Pom Pom.
Come on, Gus!
" Cinderella and the prince lived happily ever after.
The end. "
- We missed it? - Mm-hmm.
- Maybe you could read another one. - Oh, I'm sorry, Gus...
but that's the only Cinderella book there is.
Yeah, Gus-Gus. You heard her. " The end. " That's all.
Uh, maybe we could make another book.
- We can tell the stories. - And make the drawings!
- Yeah! Yeah! - Yeah! Yeah! - Oh, what an excellent idea.
No, no, wait a minute. Who'd wanna read a book made by mice?
Cinderella would read it.
And if you made it, I know that she'd love it.
But we don't know how to make a book.
Oh, don't worry, dear. I think I can help.
Salagadoola menchihka boola Bibbidi bobbidi boo
Put 'em together and what have you got Bibbidi bobbidi boo
Now, what do we need A pencil, indeed
- And crayons - And glitter - And glue
- We'll sew up the book with a thread and a hook - Bibbidi bobbidi boo
Oh, very nice. Well done, little mice. But something is missing it's true.
Oh, look there. The pages are bare.
- We need a story from you. - Who, us?
No, no, we don't know any good stories.
Wait, wait! How's about " First Day In Castle "?
Oh, yeah. That is a good one.
I'd love to hear all about it.
It was right after Cinderelly and the prince got married.
Mice-mice move to the big castle.
We had it all to ourselves, and we were having the time of our lives.
Cinderelly's back!
- Oh, dear, they're back! - They're back!
- They're back!
- We're back! - Welcome home.
I still can't believe I'm going to live in a castle.
Are you sure this isn't just a dream?
You're a princess now.
Princess Cinderella.
She won't even know the first thing about being a princess.
She just got back from her honeymoon.
It's going to be your duty to prepare the girl.
Your Majesty, I am honoured.
Not you, ninny. Prudence!
Of course not you. He wants the job done right the first time.
The royal banquet will be Cinderella's responsibility now.
The royal banquet?
You'll teach her everything she needs to know.
But, Sire, she won't know anything about planning a royal banquet.
I don't know anything about planning a royal banquet.
Oh, well. At least I can stay past midnight.
Perfect! And I'll be right by your side.
I have to go? Now?
Father, I can't just abandon my princess!
Not with the royal banquet only two days away.
Nonsense! We have important matters of state to attend to.
Important matters of state!
Eh, Father--
She hasn't had time to prepare.
She's never been a princess before.
I dare say, Majesty, you do like your banquets just so, eh?
- It's a great deal to ask of the poor girl. - Nonsense!
Your Majesty, I can take care of the preparations as I always do.
Just show her what to do!
We have a princess now. It's her duty to plan the banquet.
And the king's duty to endure it.
Yes, Your Majesty.
Now off we go!
- Thank you. - I'm sorry I have to rush off.
Don't worry. I'll be fine.
I know you're gonna surprise us with an incredible feast.
I just hope you're not too surprised.
- Cinderelly! - Cinderelly! - Cinderelly!
Jaq! Gus! Mary! Hello, old friends.
Bruno!
Look-look. Big chair for Princess Cinderelly!
Oh, my.
Big castle too.
Don't worry, Cinderelly. Us mice here to help.
Why, thank you, Jaq. We've got a big day ahead of us tomorrow.
Um, this way, fellas.
Good morning, Your Highness.
Your Highness!
Ready for breakfast? How does a cheese omelette sound?
The princess is missing!
You! You, girl! Have you seen the princess?
Good morning, Prudence.
Oh, I thought you-- But those awful clothes!
Well, I-- I didn't recognize you, Your Highness.
Allow me to introduce your ladies in waiting.
- Beatrice and Daphne. - Pleased to meet you.
You're just in time for breakfast.
Breakfast? Ooh, with toast and jam?
Your Highness, a princess never prepares her own meals.
That is not how things are done.
There are rules about breakfast?
Of course there are rules, Your Highness.
But it's certainly not your fault...
that you don't know the traditions of the castle.
That's what the king expects me to teach you.
I'm sure I can learn it in no time.
Mm-hmm. Come along. There's no time to dally.
Just do as I say, and everything will be fine.
The king would be horrified...
to find the hostess of the royal banquet dressed like a scullery maid!
A princess must be attired like royalty.
Do I have to wear this all the time?
Oh, of course not, Your Highness.
You'll need something much more formal for dinner.
Couldn't I just wear one of my own dresses?
Very amusing, Your Highness...
but it simply isn't done.
It's such a beautiful day. Why don't we open the curtains?
No, no, no! These curtains are never opened.
And certainly not by a princess.
It most definitely isn't done.
Dukes and viscounts sit nearest the king...
unless there is a marquis present.
Wouldn't it be nice if people could just sit wherever they like?
No. You must never seat a duke...
above a marquis or below a baron.
Which colour is correct, Your Highness?
Cream or ecru?
Um, e-e-ecru?
Goodness, no. Cream.
But there isn't any difference.
Oh, my. So much to learn.
So little time.
At the banquet, as always...
the royal menu shall consist of the rarest roast beef...
French onion soup, tarragon mashed potatoes, freshly baked baguettes...
the finest truffles in the kingdom and, for dessert...
Norwegian stewed prunes.
Prunes? For dessert?
The king expects it. It is a tradition that is never broken.
Besides, I like them.
Your Highness shall pause here to greet her noble guests.
Remember. Curtsy to royalty, wave to nobility.
I know I can do this right.
- Cinderella! - Cinderella! Hi!
My friends! Hello! Hello!
How nice to see you. Wait just a minute.
- Open the gate! - No, no, no!
These gates are only opened for royal visitors.
You must remember the rules.
Commoners are never allowed in the palace.
It simply isn't done.
Bye-bye!
At the very least, one must learn to dance with poise and grace.
I'm trying. I-I-I just need more practise.
It must be perfect. It is the king's favourite dance.
No, no, no, Your Highness. It must be slower and more formal.
Your Highness, eggshell or bone?
- Eggshell? - Bone.
Now, who sits next to the count?
- The duke? - The marquis.
- Gold or silver? - For what?
- Baron or viscount? - Who?
- Pekoe or Darjeeling? - I don't know!
- Braised or broiled? - Fish or fowl? - Stand or sit?
- Mind the music! - Hair up or down? - Left or right?
- One or two? - Watch the chair! - Your Highness!
Your Highness, the dance is best performed on one's feet.
This is a disaster.
Poor Cinderelly. Please don't cry.
Cinderelly not happy, mice-mice not happy.
Jaq, what am I going to do?
I'm a complete failure as a princess.
Why can't I learn to do this right?
Ah, look at me.
Cinderelly not look like Cinderelly.
It's true. Something's just not right here.
Like, uh, stewed prunes?
Exactly, Gus. And why do they have to keep the palace so dark?
And that awful dance.
- And those boring colours that all look the same. - And stewed prunes!
Especially those rules about keeping commoners out of the palace!
Why, I was a dish maid when the prince married me.
And he loves me because I'm me.
I've been trying to obey someone else's rules about who I should be...
and how I should dress.
This hair!
I know I can do this. I just have to stop trying to be someone else.
What's she gonna do, Jaq-Jaq?
Gus, I'm going to plan this banquet my way.
Who's to say the rules must stay the same forevermore
Open the gates!
Whoever made them had to change the rules that came before
So make your own way Show the beauty within
When you follow your heart there's no heart you can't win
Oh! Why, thank you!
Your Highness, the king would not approve.
You're supposed to be inviting dukes and counts and other aristocrats.
- I am inviting them, along with all my friends here in the village. - Thank you.
Your Highness, I strongly advise against it.
It's simply not the way things are done.
Perhaps the time has come to try something new.
So reach for the sky It's not high as it seems
Just follow your heart Go as far as your dreams
This party needs help, starting with dessert.
No prunes. Yuck!
Jaq-Jaq love chocolate.
Chocolate pudding! Now that sounds good.
We never get to dance like this.
Dance if you want to Don't fear you'll fall
Take a chance, 'cause it's better than never to chance it at all
It simply isn't done. It simply isn't done!
" It simply isn't done! "
It simply isn't done It simply isn't done It simply isn't done
There's a world for the changing and you've just begun
Don't let them tell you it's simply not done
When you follow your heart you'll shine bright as the sun
- Your Highness, sand or buff? - Which colour do you like?
Hmm. Pink!
Perfect.
Hmm. Something's still missing.
Now, that's more like it.
- What will the king say? - I know this is a big change.
But I have to try this my way.
Well, then, I certainly hope you know what you're doing.
They're here, Cinderelly! They're here!
Well, it's too late to turn back now.
Now, this dance is more like it.
Oh, this dance is horrifying!
The king has arrived.
Pudding!
What in blazes is going on here?
Your Majesty!
- Who opened those curtains? - This is all Princess Cinderella's doing!
Oh, what a lovely moon.
- I tried to teach her, Sire. - Commoners in the palace?
She simply refused to listen.
- Oh, hello, Giuseppe! - It's a scandal!
Your Majesty, I can explain.
What is this?
Your dessert, Sire.
No prunes for dessert?
An absolute outrage!
Mmm, chocolate. My favourite!
What happened to the music? Everybody dance!
I always said we needed some new traditions around here.
Go on, now, Prudence. You're missing all the fun.
- Did I miss something? - Surprise!
Splendid job. Splendid!
It is the princess who deserves your praise, Sire.
And I am honoured to be at Her Highness's service.
I think we're going to be great friends.
I told my son he had chosen well.
You're a natural.
Hooray! Hooray!
Another dance!
I'm glad you do things your own way.
Someday I'll get this princess thing right.
I think that day is today.
Well, Cinderella certainly turned things around, didn't she?
Yeah, no more big hair.
Or prunes.
Can't get it.
Oh, let me help with that.
Whoa!
Watch it. I don't like that magic stuff.
Remember what happened last time.
Oh, now there's a story we should tell.
Yeah, that's a good one!
Oh, no. No, no, no. Very, very boring story.
We don't want to hear that one.
- But, Jaq, it's my favourite. - Okay, let's hear it.
Well, it certainly was an unusual wish, Jaq, dear.
But things didn't turn out quite the way you had planned.
Duh, what are we doing in the garden, Jaq-Jaq?
Gus-Gus not had breakfast yet.
Gus-Gus, we're going to pick flowers for Cinderelly.
- What for? - Because we never get a chance to do anything for Cinderelly now.
Uh, sure we do.
- Like what? - Uh, well, uh, duh, uh, let's see.
See?
Oh, Cinderelly don't need mice-mice. She got lots of people to help her.
Well, I want to bring her a big bunch of flowers.
- That's enough! - You've got to think big, Gus-Gus.
P-P-P-P-Pom Pom!
- Your flowers, Highness. - Well, thank you.
Oh, these are even prettier than yesterday's.
Here's the list of remaining preparations for the festival tomorrow.
Oh. We sure throw a lot of parties around here, don't we?
Oh, this is no mere party, Highness.
This is the Spring Festival!
Oh, good morning, fellas. What do you have there?
For you. But they're too small.
They're beautiful! How very sweet. Thank you.
Your Highness, the festival committee is assembled...
in the library awaiting your instructions.
And the bath is in the pantry awaiting you.
I'll see you later, boys.
Good morning, Jaq.
Hello, Mary. Pretty coat!
I made it for you.
Want to try it on?
Oh, very nice.
Cinderelly forgot party list!
Jaq can help. Take list to Cinderelly!
I-I-I-I-I got it! No problem.
I'll be right back.
Very well, the prince and I will cut the ribbon to begin the festival.
Now, any other suggestions?
I propose we move the Spring Festival to summer.
Genius! I wish I had thought of it myself.
Then I'm afraid it wouldn't be a Spring Festival any more.
- Yes, yes, quite so. Of course not, I dare say, Your Highness. - Yummy.
Perhaps this year we should not invite the children.
- Can't open. - They appear to be always underfoot. No children. A brilliant idea.
But the festival is for the children.
And an even more brilliant rebuttal!
Oh, I suppose. But the lines are so long.
No problem. We'll add more rides.
Help! Oh, I can't stand mice! Oh! Disgusting!
Jaq, are you all right?
No help to Cinderelly. Just make a big mess.
I'm sorry, Jaq. Tell you what.
I'm about to go out to the fairgrounds. Why don't you come with me?
- I could really use your help. - Help? Zug-zug!
Meet me at the stables in ten minutes.
No problem.
Here we are. There, Charger.
Wow. Not sure Cinderelly can find me down here.
Jaq?
- Jaq? - Hey, Cind--
- Jaq? - Your Highness, your escort is waiting for you outside.
Thank you. Jaq?
Cinderelly!
Oh, well. I guess he couldn't come.
Oh, no!
Cinderelly, wait!
Cinderelly!
Cinderelly?
I never get to do anything any more. I never get to help.
Get left behind sitting in the dirt. Used to help a lot.
Now I'm too small to do this, too small to do that, too small to help Cinderelly.
No good to anybody!
Castle not like old house. Castle for big people. No place for mice. No place!
Everything's bigger than me. Even flowers bigger!
Don't like being small. Don't like being a mouse.
I wish I was big!
There, there, dear.
Tell me all--
Jaq? Uh, Jaq?
Oh, there you are, dear.
I heard your wish, Jaq. Aren't you happy the way you are?
Only big people help Cinderelly. I want to be big!
No, I want to be human.
Human? Oh, good heavens!
But, Jaq, you've always helped Cinderella just the way you are.
Cinderelly's a princess now. No time for mice. Nobody likes mice anyway.
So that's what you think.
I get beat up by cat and-- and horse and-- and big, scary lady!
Humans are bigger. Bigger better.
If you really feel that way...
perhaps it would be for the best to grant your wish.
Bibbidi bobbidi boo!
The sun's up shining Silver lining
It's gonna be a beautiful day
Jaq. The human Jaq. How do you do?
- Church bells ringing Birds all singing - I-- I--
Everything's going my way
Zug-zug. I really am human.
Climb the trees Smell the breeze
Laugh with all your might
Blue skies showing Everything's going right
You'll never stop the raining by sitting and complaining
It all comes down to you
You'll smile again It happens when
You change your point of view
- I love the view from up here! - When you're small, one inch tall
And then you're six foot two
You've hit the big time now and the world is looking up to you
There she is. What am I going to say?
Princess Cinderelly, it's me. Jaq!
Look, I'm human now. I'm human now too!
When you're small One inch tall
And then you're six foot two
- You've hit the big time now - Princess Cinderelly!
- The world is looking up to you - It's me!
Yeah, you
- My dear sir. - Oh, you poor man!
- Sir, um-- - I'm hu-- - Oh, Sir Hugh, is it?
- Well, then. Pleased to know you. - I, uh, " knows " to please you too!
- Are you all right, Sir Hugh? - Yes, yes, I-- - Hugh, eh?
- Would that be Belgian? - What? Eh, no, no.
No, no, no, of course not. No accent.
I'm so sorry about the mess. Here, let me help you.
No, no, that's why I'm here. To-- To help you. I'm--
Aha! The committee sent you!
Oh. You're here to help with the Spring Festival?
- You're Dutch! - No. I mean yes. Uh, but I'm--
Late! Your Highness, it is late. We're expected back at the palace.
- Shall we ride back together? - Ride? On horses?
- Nice horsie! - Sir Hugh?
Have you ridden before?
Sir Hugh? Sir Hugh? Oh, there you are.
Oh. Peach blossoms.
Aren't you sweet? They're beautiful. Thank you.
Ah, Highness, there you are.
The tailor is in an absolute dither. The cook is having a crisis.
The animal trainer is flummoxed! And they're all asking for you.
Could you please find a vase for these? I'll be right back.
Thank you, Sir Hugh. You're a big help.
Perfect. Helping Cinderelly with flowers.
Pom Pom!
I shouldn't be afraid of cat!
I am human now. Bigger than cat.
But I am still afraid of cat!
Oh, good. You found a vase.
Happy to help. Uh, what I want to s--
Your Highness, the Countess LeGrand is awaiting you in the dining hall.
Think you could keep her company till I get there?
A mouse!
What am I doing? I'm a man now.
- A big, fat mouse! - Oh, no. Gus-Gus!
Get away!