Inside the dining room, Danny was standing near the window, looking out into the distance. While Hans was seated at the large table, beginning to clean his pipe, Danny was waiting patiently for Minnie to arrive as he tried desperately to reason with the orange cat.
"Oh, Danny, be reasonable," said Hans, feeling clearly amused while waving his pipe in the air. "Nice young ladies just don't - swim around rescuing people in the middle of the ocean and then - flutter off into oblivion, like some -"
Danny cut him off. "I'm tellin' you, Hans, she was REAL!" he said, "I'm gonna find that girl. And I'm gonna marry her." He put his left hand over his chin, gazing out the glass windows.
Suddenly, laughter was heard from behind him. He turned his head to see the lover with the princess.
"Come on, honey." said a voice, "Don't be shy."
It was Anna. She stood by the door frame, guiding the lover into the dining room.
Out of the shadows came Minnie.
Minnie was now wearing a yellow dress with short, puffy sky-blue sleeves (decorated with strawberry pink hairlines), a white collar sticking out from the back, a blue bodice (similar to Snow White's dress), a blue bow, and matching pumps with sky-blue bows. She was still wearing her white gloves.
This was a new look for Minnie, and she showed that she was being treated well by the servants.
Danny's eyes widened as Hans walked up behind the cat.
"Oh, Danny, isn't she a vision?" asked Hans.
The grin he had was never slipping off his face. Danny's mouth hung open. But he closed his mouth and swallowed, feeling somewhat nervous.
"You look - wonderful." Danny stammered.
Minnie, unable to say, "Thank you," replied with a gentle blush, she shrugged her shoulders, appreciating the nice comment, a smile on her face as her black eyes looked up from behind her ears.
Danny blushed a light pink as Hans helped Danny into his chair, quite enthusiastic, but not before giving the young princess a light nudge. Danny pursed his lips, but grinned nonetheless.
"Come come come, you must be famished. Let me help you my dear. There we go - ah - quite comfy?"
He helped the princess into her seat. Danny tucked the chair under the table as the female mouse sat down.
"Uh, it's...it's not often that we have such a lovely dinner guest, eh, Danny?"
Minnie wasn't playing attention anymore. She was too intrigued by the glistening silver 'dinglehopper' resting on the table. With a wide smile, she picked up the shiny object, took off her bow, and began brushing her fur-hair with it. She looked up to face a confused Danny and a horrified Hans. Minnie delicately placed the 'dinglehopper' back on the table, placed the bow back on her head, and looked down in embarrassment.
She bit her lip and looked up as she saw Hans using a lighter to ignite the coppery thing that Minnie understood as a 'snarfblatt'. Hans kindly smiled at her, and handed her his pipe. "Uh, do you like it?" he asked, "It is a rather fine..."
Hans stopped in mid-sentence when the female black mouse blew into the pipe as if it was a trumpet, sending a cloud of smoke spurting out the top and straight into his face. Danny cracked up with laughter while Anna gave a small giggle. "Oh, my!" she exclaimed.
Danny cleared his throat, trying to regain composure. "Ahem. I'm sorry, Hans."
Anna smiled, placing a hand on the male orange cat's shoulder. "Why, Danny," she said. "That's the first time I've seen you smile in weeks."
Minnie looked up from the table and smiled. "Oh, very amusing," said Hans, as he used a handkerchief to wipe the last bit of smoke of his face and sniffed. "Anna, my dear, what's for dinner?"
"Oooh, you're gonna love it!" Anna smiled. "Chef's been fixing his specialty, stuffed rabbit!"
Bugs poked his head out from behind a sugar bowl and gasped upon seeing the chef of a French kitchen. He was an obese rat with brown fur, a pink nose, and black whiskers. He wears a white tank top, red pants with suspenders hanging down, a white chef's hat, and a matching apron. His name was Moe, the French chef of the kitchen. Moe rummaged through a cupboard. Singing in French to himself, he hummed to himself as he took a basket of trout and putting one on a counter. With his food ready, the fat rat chef started singing.
Moe: Les poissons
How I love les poissons
Love to chop
And to serve little fish
Grabbing the trout from the basket, Moe pulled out a cleaver and violently chopped off its head. This shocked Bugs horribly. Horrified that this was happening, Bugs hid his face.
Moe: First I cut off their heads
Then I pull out the bones
Ah mais oui
Ca c'est toujours delish
Taking out another trout, Moe took the cleaver and violently chopped off its head then proceeded to skin it and gut it while Bugs leaned against a wall and covered his mouth, feeling quite sick, feeling as if he may want to throw up.
Moe: Les poissons
Hee hee hee
Hah hah hah
With the cleaver I hack them in two
Taking out another trout, Moe again chopped its head and then chopped the rest of the body into tiny pieces. Bugs tried getting away, but he found himself face to face with the trout's head.
Moe: I pull out what's inside
And I serve it up fried
'Cause I love little fishes
After cutting the trout's head off, Moe pulled out the insides of the trout and cooked it on a frying pan before serving it on a plate.
Spotting a large lettuce leaf, Bugs grabbed the leaf and used it to disguise himself as he slowly scuttled away from an unsuspecting chef, who is too absorbed into his little fish hacking mania but Moe took a mallet and began smashing a tuna flat.
Moe: Here's something for tempting the palate
Prepared in the classic technique
First you pound the fish flat with a mallet
When Moe pounded the tuna flat with the mallet, Bugs flew off the counter along with other stuff on it. He hid again under the lettuce before hearing more gross stuff from Moe's preparations for the tuna.
Moe: Then you slash through the skin
Give the belly a slice
Then you rub some salt in
'Cause that makes it taste nice
When Moe was describing those horrid moves, Bugs cringed even more.
Just after Moe put the salt on he rather was holding the fish body close to his cheek, Bugs' worst fear was confirmed when the cook reached out and grabbed the lettuce leaf, leaving him exposed. The rabbit kept perfectly still as the chef gasped, "Zut alors!" exclaimed Moe, "I have missed one!" He picked up the 'dead' rabbit and continued singing,
Moe: Sacre bleu
What is this?
How on earth could I miss
Such a sweet little succulent rabbit?
What a loss
Here we go
In the sauce
Now some flour
I think just a spurt
Moe tossed Bugs into a bowl of sauce and threw a spot of flour in his face, making him cough and sneeze before pulling him out and stuffing some breadcrumbs in his mouth.
Moe: Now I stuff you with bread
It don't hurt 'cause you're dead
And you're certainly lucky you are
Bugs spat out the breadcrumbs and wheezed loudly. Moe didn't notice that the rabbit in his hand was still alive.
Moe: 'Cause it's gonna be hot
In my big silver pot
Moe threw Bugs across the room into a large pot of boiling water. Bugs held on to the inside of the pot before a bubble popped, burning him out of the pot and onto the counter with a loud thud.
Moe, hearing the 'thud', looked over to it being confused. He used a pitchfork-like utensil and stabs on either side of the rabbit, picking up Bugs and carefully inspected it. "What is this?" he asked. Bugs bit Moe's nose, making him scream in pain as he held his nose.
Bugs landed on the handle of a pan on the stove. Moe reached for the rabbit, but instead put his hand on the fiery hot stove. The chef screamed and blew on his hand as the pan fell onto his foot. Moe grabbed his foot and cried in pain, before sending Bugs an angry glare, grabbing a bunch of knives and hurling them at the rabbit.
Bugs, who ducked each knife, dove under the counter, and while the chef was looking under the counter, Bugs pushed the bowl of sauce off the counter. The bowl shattered on his head. Going more insane, Moe lifted his cleaver and brought it down. But all he managed to chop up was the counter.
He saw Bugs running for his life. Bugs screamed as he tried getting out. The cleaver landed right in front of him, stopping him from running that way. He quickly made a mad dash underneath Moe and hid underneath a cabinet of glasses and pottery. Moe screamed, holding his mallet in his hand, Bugs hid as the psychotic chef jumped and crashed into the shelves.
Back in the dining room, everyone heard loud crashes coming from the kitchen.
Anna, who was pouring drinks for the prince, Hans, and their young guest, looked in the direction of the kitchen at the sound of a large crash. "I think I'd better go see what Moe is up to." she said. Once she had excused herself, she hurriedly made her way to the palace kitchen.
Back in the kitchen, the insane chef, ripped clothes and all, was tearing apart the cabinet, mindlessly throwing things out of the way trying to find Bugs. "Come out, you little pipsqueak, AND FIGHT LIKE A MAN!" he snarled. He continued to tear apart a cupboard.
"Moe!" shouted Anna.
He shot up, banging his head on the shelf, causing several new pots and pans to fall or break on the floor, at the sound of Anna's shrill voice. His tank top and apron were torn and stained, his chef's hat was gone, and there was a hole in pants, revealing white underwear with red hearts on them.
"What are you doing?" Anna demanded.
Moe stammered about what he was doing earlier. "Well - I - I was just - er, er, I'm sorry, madame." he finally said. Anna scowled at the fat rat as he gave her an apologetic grin and pinched out a fire that had started on his whisker.
Anna picked up the plates - which all had a metal dome over the top - off a nearby bench, and storming out the kitchen. "Well, I never!" she exclaimed in disgust.
Hans set his glass back on the table as Anna placed their dinners in front of him, Minnie, and Danny. "You know, Danny," he said. "perhaps our young guest might enjoy seeing some of the sights of the kingdom. Something in the way of a tour?"
Danny simply sat there, staring at Minnie with a lovestruck expression on his face. Realizing that Olaf had said something to them, they snapped out of their daze. Danny let out a small chuckle and looked at Olaf. "I'm sorry, Hans." he said, "What was that?"
Hans leaned over to the male orange cat and whispered, "You can't spend all your time moping about, you need to get out. Do something, have a life. Get your mind off-"
As Hans complained, he opened his dish, and Bugs was huddled inside. Minnie noticed Bugs and became worried. Bugs quietly shushed the worried female black mouse, who opened her dish and urged for Bugs to quickly hide in hers.
"Easy, Hans, easy." said Danny, "It's not a bad idea. If she's interested."
As the two chatted, Bugs quickly and quietly dashed across the table and hid in Minnie's dish. With Bugs safe, Minnie quickly turned to Danny.
"Well, what do you say?" asked Danny. "Would you like to join me on a tour of my kingdom tomorrow?"
Minnie nodded, genuinely excited by the prospect and also internally relieved.
"Wonderful!" beamed Hans. "Now let's eat, before this rabbit wanders off my plate." He looked down, only to be confused that Bugs had just run off his plate.
Dinner got carried on into the evening long after the sun had set and afterwards, Minnie, Danny, and Hans went their separate ways.
Minnie was now dressed in her nightclothes as she watched Danny play with Bagheera from the balcony.
Minnie was now wearing a pink nightgown, a matching bow, matching curlers, and matching slippers.
"Come here boy!" Danny laughed to Bagheera, "Arrr!!!" He knelt on the ground and Bagheera ran up to him and called, "Here I come, Danny!" Danny growled playfully at the panther as he pinned him down. He looked up and smiled when he saw that the female black mouse he'd found on the beach that day, watching. Danny waved at Minnie, and she waved back, before slipping further back into her room. Danny's eyes sparkled as his smile widened. He was actually really looking forward to taking her around his kingdom tomorrow, and could only hope that she felt the same way.
Minnie smiled as she brushed her fur-hair with her fork before putting her bow and curlers back on her head. Bugs complained about his experience in the kitchen as he cleaned off the cooking spices. "This has got to be, without a doubt, the single most humiliating day of my life." he complained.
Minnie patted Bugs on the head.
"I hope you appreciate what I go through for you, young lady!" scolded the rabbit, as he waved his lettuce leaf at Minnie while she walked over to her bed.
Minnie's bed was a large canopy bed with pink mattresses & matching bedsheets & pillows, large magenta curtains (with golden draw-tassels) on all four sides (attached to the magenta canopy), red blankets, white linens, a warm, fuzzy red blanket, & reddish-brown mahogany bedposts (with a headboard of the same color & material).
Anyway, Bugs told Minnie, "Now, we've got to make a plan to get that cat to kiss you."
She opened the curtains, took off her slippers, and bounced a little before settling back into the large pillow on the left side of the canopy bed and crawled under the covers.
"Tomorrow, when he takes you for that ride, you gotta look your best." said Bugs.
Minnie lay in her bed. It was very comfy and warm. It was a nice place for her to sleep for the night.
"You're gonna bat your eyes - like this," Bugs went on, as he batted his eyes and puckered his lips. "You gotta pucker up your lips - like this."
But by now, he realized that Minnie was already fast asleep. Bugs shook his head and smiled. "Hm." He blew out the candle on the bed side table. He hopped onto one of Minnie's pillows, closed the curtains, and before falling asleep himself, he said, "You are hopeless, child. You know that?" He yawned and closed his eyes as Minnie covered him up with her red blanket. "Completely hopeless!"
And with that, Minnie and Bugs both fell asleep for the night.