Annabella clutched her long skirts in her

Annabella clutched her long skirts in her hands as she hurriedly climbed the stairs then ran down the landing towards her room. She burst open the door to her room and paused

the music. Silence, finally. Annabella returned downstairs and continued her meditation. *Knock*Knock* Ugh! she thought as she went to get the door. She was pleasantly surprised to

All of the sudden, she felt faint. Then...she had to bolt to the bathroom before she...ugh...too late. She tried to lift her head, but...CLUNK...she was out. The 7 Dwarves returned

to find her sprawled out on the washroom floor. "Not again," Grumpy bemoaned. "We always get stuck cleaning up her messes." "Yup," Sleepy said and then passed out next to her.

Snow White wasn't just asleep though, she was in a coma. None of the seven dwarfs knew what to do, not even Doc. After waking up Sleepy they dragged her to the magic mirror

and asked, "How to cure Snow White from coma." They had to repeat it several times since the Magic Mirror had crummy voice recognition technology. It started giving possible result

s of an impact during the cretaceous. "When the portent in the Lion ascendant touches the moon know that the demise of the behemoth nears." Prince Charming wacked the Magic Mirror

adroitly with his sword. But as the Magic Mirror smashed into smithereens, a bright white light momentarily blinded Prince Charming as the Mirror released 1000

little sleeping snow whites and he was commanded by an anonymous voice that his only way out was to identify the correct snow white and to wake her up by kissing her.