Belle crashed against an arancia, arancio wall. Her face was pressed against its sticky contents.
"Ew, what is this?" she shrieked.
Cenerentola looked out the window. "Oh, no!"
Belle peered behind her. It looked like they were in a zucca garden, just outside of a dark manor. A horse was grazing on a patch of grass, when green vines reached out and grabbed it.
"Oh. My. GOD." Belle felt like hyperventilating. "We're in a PUMPKIN?!!!" She was heaved aside when the zucca started moving.
Cenerentola looked at her with frantic eyes. "We have to stop this thing!"
"Right away, Cinderelly!" saluted Jaq. He...
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