to "Growing Up")
we join the Seven Dwarfs’ 3 pet panthers, Sage, Zephyr & Hercules chasing some bunnies & chipmunks around. Spike
corners a bunny by a rock.
he simply touches him.
Sage: Ha! All right! I finally tagged one of you woodland critters! Yes! I’m the all-star champ!
Bunny: All right, Spike, you tagged me. Sheesh.
Sage: Sorry, didn’t mean to rub it in. Hey everyone, Bucky is it now.
Mother Rabbit: Children, dinner!
Mother Chipmunk: Kids, dinnertime!
Chipmunk: O.K. mom! Later, guys.
Zephyr: Later guys.
bunnies & chipmunks go home.
Hercules: We’d better get home too.
Zephyr: The Dwarfs will be home soon.
panthers return home to the cottage of the Seven Dwarfs, they lie in front of the fireplace and play with their magic ball.
Sage: Man, I love this ball.
Zephyr: Yeah, you bat it in the air, a rainbow appears and it turns into string which we cats like beatin’
the crud out of.
Hercules: Wasn’t that nice of Sara to give this to us. Where would we be without her?
Sage: I guess we’d be living at the magic store with that grouch, Step Mom.
Zephyr: Oh! That reminds me, how’d you guys like to hear how we met Sara?
Hercules/Sage: You bet!
Zephyr: O.K. Ahem. It happened several months ago, it was a normal day here…
2 of the panthers are doing their usual outdoor activities: Sage chases a pixie while Zephyr sleeps in the tulips.
Doc comes out to spoil the fun.
Doc: Zephyr! Shoo, shoo, get out of those tulips.
gets up, but leaps on Doc’s shoulders and slurps him.
Doc: Ack! Zephyr, get off, you big galoot.
leaves. Meanwhile, Hercules wanders in somebody’s backyard. A 17-year-old sorceress comes out and sees him (that’s
my boyfriend’s pet Venus flytrap with the dog’s personality named Spike comes to him, they become fast friends.
Spike: (Whining happily, wags stem-like tail)
boyfriend, Bushroot the humanoid plant-duck comes out.
Bushroot: What’s up?
Sara: Spike found a new friend.
Bushroot: Aw, he’s cute. (scratches Hercules’ head) Say, I’ll bet this is one of the panthers
Step Mom made you take to that cottage.
Sara: I think you might be right.
later, I return Hercules to the cottage of the Seven Dwarfs, I knock on the door, Sleepy answers it.
Sara: Pardon me, but does this belong to you?
Sleepy: Hey Hercules. Yep, he definitely belongs to me. Oh, come right in.
come in and have a seat, the dwarfs & I have tea together.
Sara: By the way, I’m Sara.
Doc: We’re the Seven Dwarfs, I’m Doc, they’re Bashful, Sneezy, Happy, Grumpy, Sleepy &
Sara: Ah yes, I’ve heard about you guys, I am a sorceress.
Grumpy: Sorceress, (scoffs) you gotta be kidding.
Sara: Don’t believe me, eh? Well, I shall demonstrate. (clears throat) Higitus, figitus, migitus, moe.
Wind & snow, swirl & blow!
open my hand and out comes a mist over Grumpy, it snows right on him.
Sara: (Laughs) That’s what my magic teacher calls a “wizard blizzard”.
Doc: Wow, can you believe it, a-a-an indoor blizzard, in the middle of July.
Grumpy: (Shivers) O.K., Sara, I’m convinced.
make the mist disappear, it stops snowing on Grumpy, but he’s become a snow-dwarf complete with the hat, scarf, coal
eyes and carrot nose.
Doc: I hope you don’t do any of that black magic, Sara.
Sara: Oh, no-no. Never touch the stuff. My magic is used mainly for helping others & entertainment purposes.
comes to me rubbing his head against me.
Sara: Hey fella, aren’t you a cutie.
Grumpy: (Brushes last bit of snow off) Aw, he’s a wuss-cat.
Bashful: He is not! Sage’s really a tough guy.
Sara: Aw. Oh, that reminds me, I’d better get back.
Sneezy: O.K., when will we see ya again?
Sara: Oh, whenever. You can visit me at my place, here’s the address.
hand Doc a piece of paper with my address.
Sara: No prob. Well, bye now.
disappear in a puff of smoke. The next day, Bashful, Sleepy, Sneezy & Dopey come to the magic store.
Sleepy: Hey, Sara.
Sneezy: You home?
see me at the front desk, sleeping.
begins ringing the desk bell variously.
Sara: (Wakes up) Huh?
Dopey: (Continues ringing)
move the bell towards me.
Sara: Thank you, Dopey for making sure the bell works. Hi there, guys.
Sneezy: So, this is the magic store.
Sara: Yep, this is where I work.
Bashful: Really nice place.
Sara: Thanks. I live here with my beau & my boss.
Bushroot: Hey Sara. Hey, 4 of the Seven Dwarfs.
Sneezy (to Sara): He knows of us?
Sara: He’s heard of you anyway. Meet my sweetheart, Dr. Reginald Bushroot.
Bushroot: Hey there.
Sara: He’s from the science world.
Sleepy: I never thought there was such a world as Earth.
Sara: Neither did I until I met Bushroot.
Bushroot: That’s me, botanist-turned-mutant plant. How I became one is a long story, I started my criminal
ways after getting revenge on those who made my life miserable.
Sneezy: How can a nice guy like you turn to a life of crime?
Bushroot: I didn’t have much of a choice, I never even wanted to be a criminal, it was my incident that caused my life to take a turn for the worse, and resulted
in me being shunned from the public, I had good intensions & bad luck.
Bashful: Jeez, poor guy.
Bushroot: But I eventually retired from villainy, after I became an M.D., I accidentally stumbled
into a dimensional portal that led to the magic world, I still didn’t fit in because of my science & logic.
Sara: But thanks to my adopted dad & his dragon, you got used to Magus.
Bushroot: Yep, I stayed on Magus for 1) I love Sara, 2) the people of Magus are used to unnatural
beings like me and 3) my worlds of science & magic exist side-by-side.
Don’t listen to him, guys, he’s all-science. (mocking) I’m Bushroot, I love mathematics & physics more
than fairies & unicorns.
Bushroot: (Giggles) Hey, shut up. (to Dwarfs) Don’t worry, guys, she’s always teasing
me like that, I really have turned my back on science.
Sara: It’s true.
Spike the plant-dog comes in.
Sara: Oh, hey Spike.
Sara: Our pet Venus flytrap with dog personality, he came with Bushroot from Earth.
Step Mom: (Snoring from upstairs)
Bashful: What’s that?
Sara: That’s just Step Mom. She isn’t really my stepmother, just my boss. She just
told people to call her that, she only thinks she’s a witch but she’s really mortal.
Sleepy: (Laughs) That’s funny.
Sara: I take care of the store better than her and she’s the owner! She’s mean,
lazy, insane, a bit of a slob and completely useless. I don’t hate her, she just drives me nuts, but Bushroot, he doesn’t
like her one bit.
Bushroot: You’re darn right.
Sneezy: Well, we’d better be goin’.
Sara: Sure thing, guys. Oh, here.
I toss them a magical ball, Bashful catches it.
Sara: A little something for the panthers, they bat it, a string will appear and cats love
beating the crud out of those.
Bashful: Thanks. Bye now.
They walk out of the store. Comes back to reality with the panthers.
Sage: Aw man, I’ll never forget the day we met Sara.
Hercules: Yeah, she’s great.
Dwarfs (in distance): Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it’s home from work we go. (whistling)
Zephyr: All right, they’re coming home so we can have dinner.
Sage: Yeah, I’m starving.
So, the dwarfs return to the cottage and Grumpy feeds the panthers.