Short Play - A Mixed-Up Fairy Tale
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A Mixed-Up Fairy Tale
By Joanna of Cave Creek, AZ
CAST:
Horse
Little Bo Peep
Wicked Stepmother
Magic Mirror
Cinderella
Rumplestiltskin
Frog Prince
By Joanna of Cave Creek, AZ
CAST:
Horse
Little Bo Peep
Wicked Stepmother
Magic Mirror
Cinderella
Rumplestiltskin
Frog Prince
PROPS/COSTUMES:
Tower, hobby horse, hair (for Cinderella), cat (for stepmother), mirror, coconut shells or castanets for horse. Costumes: Outfits for Stepmother, Cinderella, Rumplestiltskin, Frog Prince; horse ears for Horse.
Tower, hobby horse, hair (for Cinderella), cat (for stepmother), mirror, coconut shells or castanets for horse. Costumes: Outfits for Stepmother, Cinderella, Rumplestiltskin, Frog Prince; horse ears for Horse.
SETTING: SCENE 1
(Little Bo Peep enters and sees Horse.)
Little Bo Peep:
Excuse me, have you seen my sheep?
Excuse me, have you seen my sheep?
Horse:
Nope...sorry.
Nope...sorry.
(Little Bo Peep and Horse exit. Wicked Stepmother enters with Magic Mirror.)
Wicked Stepmother:
I'm the wicked fairy stepmother, and I'm the fairest one of all. I'll prove it to you.
I'm the wicked fairy stepmother, and I'm the fairest one of all. I'll prove it to you.
(Clears throat.)
Mirror, mirror on the wall,Who's the fairest one of all?Is it Snow White? It can't be she! Snow White is not as fair as me!
Magic Mirror:
You're right, oh wicked fairy stepmother. Snow White isn't pretty at all.
You're right, oh wicked fairy stepmother. Snow White isn't pretty at all.
Wicked Stepmother:
There you see!
There you see!
Magic Mirror:
However, wicked fairy stepmother, I'm afraid there is one prettier than you.
However, wicked fairy stepmother, I'm afraid there is one prettier than you.
Wicked Stepmother:
(Aghast.)
(Aghast.)
Who?
Magic Mirror:
Why, Cinderella, of course. She's on her way to the ball.
Why, Cinderella, of course. She's on her way to the ball.
Wicked Stepmother:
Oh no! So am I! I must stop her! What shall I do? I know! I'll lock her in the tower! Cinderella!
Oh no! So am I! I must stop her! What shall I do? I know! I'll lock her in the tower! Cinderella!
(Runs off stage calling.)
Cinderella! Cinderella!
(Little Bo Peep enters and crosses, calling.)
Little Bo Peep:
Oh, sheepies! Sheep, sheep, sheep!
Oh, sheepies! Sheep, sheep, sheep!
SETTING: SCENE 2
(Wicked Stepmother returns, pulling Cinderella by the hand, pushes her into the tower and locks the door.)
Wicked Stepmother:
There, now you're locked in. Good-bye! I'm off to the ball!
There, now you're locked in. Good-bye! I'm off to the ball!
(Exits stage.)
Cinderella:
(From tower.)
(From tower.)
Oh boo, hoo, hoo! I want to go to the ball! Boo, hoo, hoo! Wait! What's that noise?
(Rumplestiltskin enters, acting like he's riding a horse, with Horse behind, making sound of clopping hooves.)
Hark! A handsome young prince coming to rescue me? Oh hooray! I'll get to go to the ball after all!
Rumplestiltskin:
Cinderella, Cinderella, let down your hair, and I will rescue you if you can guess my name!
Cinderella, Cinderella, let down your hair, and I will rescue you if you can guess my name!
Cinderella:
(Throws down hair. Rumplestiltskin begins climbing up.)
(Throws down hair. Rumplestiltskin begins climbing up.)
But sir, I cannot guess your name.
Rumplestiltskin:
Try.
Try.
Cinderella:
Is it Bob?
Is it Bob?
Rumplestiltskin:
No.
No.
Cinderella:
Is it Larry? Ed?
Is it Larry? Ed?
Rumplestiltskin:
No, and no.
No, and no.
Cinderella:
(Thinks a moment.)
(Thinks a moment.)
I know, I know! It's Egbert!
Rumplestiltskin:
Uh...no. Well, if you can't guess, I'll be going now.
Uh...no. Well, if you can't guess, I'll be going now.
Cinderella:
Wait!
Wait!
(As Rumplestiltskin begins to climb down.)
Come back! Oh boo, hoo, hoo!
(Rumplestiltskin exits, pretending to ride his horse, with Horse behind him, making clopping noises.)
Cinderella:
I want to go to the ball! Now who's this?
I want to go to the ball! Now who's this?
(The Frog Prince enters.)
Frog Prince:
Hi! I'm the Frog Prince. I'm here to rescue your golden ball.
Hi! I'm the Frog Prince. I'm here to rescue your golden ball.
Cinderella:
I don't have a ball, but I'd sure like to go to one!
I don't have a ball, but I'd sure like to go to one!
Frog Prince:
(Baffled.)
(Baffled.)
Huh?
Cinderella:
Never mind. I think you're in the wrong story.
Never mind. I think you're in the wrong story.
Frog Prince:
That would explain it.
That would explain it.
Cinderella:
Will you help me? Will you find out the prince's name for me?
Will you help me? Will you find out the prince's name for me?
Frog Prince:
Okay. I'll be back. Good-bye.
Okay. I'll be back. Good-bye.
(Frog Prince hops away.)
SETTING: SCENE 3
Rumplestiltskin:
(In a confiding way to the audience.)
(In a confiding way to the audience.)
Cinderella will never guess that my...
(Little Bo Peep enters and interrupts Rumplestiltskin.)
Little Bo Peep:
Excuse me, have you seen my sheep?
Excuse me, have you seen my sheep?
Rumplestiltskin:
Four legs, white fuzzy tails?
Four legs, white fuzzy tails?
Little Bo Peep:
Yes!
Yes!
Rumplestiltskin:
Nope. Sorry.
Nope. Sorry.
(Little Bo Peep exits.)
..name is Stumple-ril-skin ... er, I mean Runtle-silk-skin ... er, I mean Pimple-ril-skin... oh what was it? I know, I know! It's Rumplestiltskin! Oh, why didn't my mother name me Jack?
(Exits, shaking his head.)
Frog Prince:
(Who has been watching the whole time.)
(Who has been watching the whole time.)
Wow! I guess I'd better hurry back to Cinderella now that I know his name!
(Starts hopping back to tower. Wicked Stepmother enters.)
Wicked Stepmother::
(Walking along.)
(Walking along.)
Ah, what a lovely day to go to a ball!
(Sees Frog Prince.)
What's this? A frog prince?
(Laughs to herself.)
Now I'll have a partner for the ball!
(To Frog Prince.)
Come to me, dearie, and I'll give you a great big kiss! Mmmm...
(Picks up Frog Prince and lifts him to her lips, starts puckering up to kiss him.)
Frog Prince:
Madam, do you know what you're doing? Kisses don't work if you're in the wrong story.
Madam, do you know what you're doing? Kisses don't work if you're in the wrong story.
Wicked Stepmother:
(Ignoring him.)
(Ignoring him.)
Mmmmmmmmmmm Mu!
(Kissing him.)
Ah! Ah! What's happening?
(Wicked Stepmother turns into Stepmother Cat.)
I've turned into a cat! Oh -- mrraow, marrooaw!
(Stepmother Cat exits.)
Frog Prince:
Well, I warned her. Ah, here's the tower at last. Cinderella! I'm back!
Well, I warned her. Ah, here's the tower at last. Cinderella! I'm back!
(Hops up to the tower.)
SETTING: SCENE 4
Cinderella:
Splendid! Did you find out what his name is?
Splendid! Did you find out what his name is?
Frog Prince:
Dumple-kil-rin. No, that's not it ... It's Humple-dil-kin ... no ... Dimple-rum-kin... no, wait, I know ... It's Rumplestiltskin. Yes, that's it, Rumplestiltskin.
Dumple-kil-rin. No, that's not it ... It's Humple-dil-kin ... no ... Dimple-rum-kin... no, wait, I know ... It's Rumplestiltskin. Yes, that's it, Rumplestiltskin.
Cinderella:
(Disbelieving.)
(Disbelieving.)
That's it?
Frog Prince:
Yup. Now I've got to be going...gotta find the right story.
Yup. Now I've got to be going...gotta find the right story.
Cinderella:
Well thank you!
Well thank you!
Frog Prince:
You're welcome, and good-bye!
You're welcome, and good-bye!
(Frog Prince hops away and exits.)
Cinderella:
Well, now all I have to do is wait for Pickle-pig-skin to come back -- that is his name, isn't it? I hope he won't be long.
Well, now all I have to do is wait for Pickle-pig-skin to come back -- that is his name, isn't it? I hope he won't be long.
(Pause.)
Oh, where can he be?
(Another pause; Cinderella drums her fingers impatiently.)
He must have missed his cue. Princey-poo!
(Cinderella sighs and drops her chin into her hand. Sound of horse's hooves. Cinderella raises her head and Rumplestiltskin comes into view.)
Rumplestiltskin:
Have you guessed my name yet?
Have you guessed my name yet?
Cinderella:
Yes. It's Rickle-pig-skin. No, no wait. I had it before ... it's Tuckle-ril-pin ... no ... it's, it's ... Oh bother, I can't remember! Oh won't you please just tell me?
Yes. It's Rickle-pig-skin. No, no wait. I had it before ... it's Tuckle-ril-pin ... no ... it's, it's ... Oh bother, I can't remember! Oh won't you please just tell me?
(Sniffs and wipes her eyes.)
Rumplestiltskin:
(Reluctantly.)
(Reluctantly.)
Well, I guess so. It's Pimple-til-rin ... er, Simple-ril-tin ...er... Oh dash it all! Call me Jack. Come on.
(Helps her out of the window, and down to the ground.)
Let's go to the ball.
Cinderella:
Hooray!
Hooray!
(Rumplestiltskin and Cinderella start exiting tower. Little Bo Peep enters.)
Little Bo Peep:
(To audience.)
(To audience.)
Have you seen my sheep? Oh, forget it!
(Rumplestiltskin, Cinderella, and Little Bo Peep exit.)
(At long-last, Little Bo Peep's missing sheep wanders in.)Labels: teaching
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