Kurt Hummel and the Seven Dwarfs

Chapter 4

The animals all jump for joy to show they trust Kurt, who feels happier with all his friends surrounding him.

Kurt: I really feel quite happy now. I'm sure I'll get along somehow. Everything's going to be alright. (The animals all nod "yes) But I do need a place to sleep at night. (to the rabbits) I can't sleep in the ground like you. (the rabbits nod "no"; to the squirrels) Or in a tree, the way you do. (the squirrels also nod "no") And I'm sure no nest could possibly be big enough for me. Perhaps you know where I can stay. In the woods somewhere? (The birds, upon hearing Kurt's words, chirp in agreement) You do? Will you take me there? (And just like that, Kurt, led by the animals, set off into the woods. They pass by the banks of a small river, then over a hill towards a wall of trees. The squirrels and chipmunks bend them back to reveal a small clearing, hosting a small cottage across the same river he passed earlier. Kurt's eyes open wide at the sight of the beautiful house before them) Holy dream house, it's adorable! Just like a doll's house. (Everyone goes over to the house after Kurt, who pauses on the bridge to take in the scenery. A second later, he gets to the front door) I like it here. (Kurt goes over to the window, which is very dirty. He wipes away some of the dirt and dust to look inside, but can hardly see a fact. One of the raccoons also wipes away some dirt, but cannot see much of anything inside either) Ooh, it's dark inside. (Kurt knocks on the door of the cottage, but there is no response. He knocks again, but yet nothing) Guess there's no one home. (He hears the sound of the door creaking) (to no one) Hello? May I come in? (He slowly enters with the others following close behind) Ssh. (The animals very carefully walk in through the door. They are unsure what to make of it, as apart from the sunlight streaming through the open door and window, the room is dimly lit. A wooden staircase, seemingly made of logs sawed in half, leads upstairs. Downstairs, there are barrels, mugs, pots and mining supplies, such as picks and shovels, among other things strewn about the room. Suddenly, Kurt gives a shout) Oh! (His shout surprises everyone, and causes the animals to run out the door. Kurt sits on a chair about half his size) What a cute little chair. (As the other animals, some of which scrambled into various corners of the room, peer from their hiding places. A large table with seven more small chairs is littered with dirty dishes and pots, as well as a pick impaled in it) Why, there's seven little chairs. Must be seven little children. And from the look of this table, seven untidy little children. (Kurt walks over to one side of the table toward the pick, where the bluebird family is roosted) A pick-axe! A stocking, too! (looks inside one of the pots) And a shoe! (The bluebirds wolf-whistle, both at the messy table. Later, Kurt goes over to a fireplace with an enormous soup pot in it, both of which are brimming with dust and cobwebs) And just look at that fireplace. It's covered with dust. (Kurt takes a deep breath and blows on the mantel, kicking up a cloud of dust. Two of the squirrels and one of the chipmunks sneeze at this, the third one's sending it into a German beer mug)
And look, cobwebs everywhere. (as he says this, a squirrel gets one stuck all over him) My, my, my! What a pile of dirty dishes. And just look at that broom. (Pan to a broom lying in the corner, looking as though it hasn't been used in a very long time. The quail family clicks their tongues disgustedly at this) Why, they've never swept this room. You'd think their mother would...... perhaps they have no mother. (Mrs. Deer and her baby shake their heads "no") Then they're orphans. That's too bad! (Junior nuzzles its mother, who licks it affectionately) I know. We'll clean the house and surprise them. Then perhaps they'll let me stay. (Kurt takes off his cape, and two of the birds hang it up) Now, you wash the dishes. You tidy up the room. You clean the fireplace. And I'll use the broom. (The bluebirds whistle a military bugle call, and the cleaning process begins. The animals start picking up the dishes) (sings) Just whistle while you work
and cheerfully together,
we can tidy up the place.
So hum a merry tune. (as he hums, he sweeps the floor) It won't take long
if there's a song to help
you set the pace. (As Kurt sings the next verse, a squirrel is drying dishes with a towel on its tail. We later pan to the baby deer, who is licking each dish as it's handed to it) And as you sweep the room,
imagine that the broom
is someone that you love
and soon you'll find
you're dancing to the tune. (Then, he notices the squirrels cleaning the dishes while a fawn uses its tongue to clean the dishes as the chipmunks are just shining them) (to the animals) Oh no, no, no, no. Put them in the tub. (as he resumes singing, the squirrels push the dishes into the sink) If hearts are high,
the time will fly,
then whistle while you work. (The two squirrels are off in a corner sweeping dust. One is lifting a rug, and the other is trying to sweep the dust under it) Uh-uh-uh, not under the rug. (The squirrels sweep the dust into a hole, and wink at each other. Suddenly, dust comes flying out of the hole, and they duck under the rug. Then a mouse pokes its head out of the hole, and chitters as if to say "Why don't you watch where you're sweeping?" and starts back inside. Fade to Kurt dusting off a wooden organ. Two squirrels are sweeping under a German beer mug. One of them lifts it up, and suddenly, a music box activates and frightens them off. Later, a gray squirrel is sweeping the table with its tail. Kurt goes over to the window and shakes the excess dust off his rag. The squirrel tries that with his tail, and sneezes as a result. Another squirrel is collecting cobwebs with its tail. A chipmunk on top of a cuckoo clock tries the same, but falls off the clock and into a small stocking. Another one is stringing up another web as a spider comes down and frightens it away. Meanwhile, the birds are gathering flowers in a vase, some of which have to be propped up. Later, a hummingbird pierces a pocket of water and it spills out over the flowers. Afterward, most of the chipmunks are carrying dirty clothes to the floor, one falling off after bumping into the handle of a pick. Kurt, yet humming, gathers the clothes and puts them on Mr. Deer. Mr. Deer starts for the door just as a bird places a glove on his tail. He almost trips on the overalls dangling from his antlers before regaining his balance just as he is about to go out the other door. Outside, in a pond near the cottage, the raccoons are doing laundry. Mr. Deer gets there and shakes off the clothes on him. After he flings his tail, the glove lands on one of the raccoons, who frowns at him. In another corner, one of the chipmunks is scrubbing a shirt on the turtle's shell, which to him, tickles. Suddenly, two of the birds pull on the shirt. The chipmunk, along with Mr. Turtle, holding onto its tail, tries to pull it back, but the force knocks it into the latter's shell. Then the birds twist the shirt up, wring it and then tie it by the sleeves to a clothesline with some other wet clothes.) So whistle while you work.

He vocalizes for a bit while sweeping the front steps.