The girls spent the night at Miss Fieldmouse's after she talked with Mr. Mole when the girls were grieving Jacquimo. Cherry woke up to see that Miss Fieldmouse locked the door.
"It's all the same," Miss Fieldmouse said to herself. "We'll make it a thrilling wedding."
"Miss Fieldmouse, what are you doing?" Cherry asked.
"Ah, you're awake," Miss Fieldmouse smirked at her. "How would you like to be a flower girl?"
"Flower girl for what?" Cherry wondered.
"Mr. Mole and Thumbelina's wedding of course!" Miss Fieldmouse cackled.
"Wedding?" Cherry's eyes widened.
"Did someone say something about a wedding?" Thumbelina came over, hearing the conversation.
"Yes, my dear," Miss Fieldmouse smiled at her. "Why, it's a wonderful match! Mr. Mole is the richest rodent from miles around. Educated, well-dressed, highly thought of. Never mind that he can't see, that's all better."
"How could she possibly marry Mr. Mole?" Cherry demanded.
"I don't love him!" Thumbelina added.
"Love?" Miss Fieldmouse scoffed. "Love is what we read about in books, my dear."
Miss Fieldmouse: Here comes the Bride is a lovely little diddy
But marrying for love is a foolish thing to do
Cuz love won't pay the mortgage or put porridge in your bowl
Deary, marry the mole
True, it's a fact that he's not exactly witty
He's blinder than a bat
But at least his eyes are blue
His breath may be alarming
But he's charming, for a troll
Deary, marry the mole
Miss Fieldmouse powdered Thumbelina's face, making her cough.
Miss Fieldmouse: Romeo and Juliet
Were very much in love when they were wed
They honored every vow
So where are they now?
They're dead, dead, very, very dead!
"So are my grandparents, but they were just fine." Cherry defended.
Miss Fieldmouse: Poor Thumbelina, your brain's so itty bitty
I hate to seem a pest
But I know what's best for you
Just think of all the ways you can decorate a hole
Take my advice, I'll bring the rice
Deary, marry the mole!
Miss Fieldmouse sprouted rice at the girls.
Miss Fieldmouse: Marry the mole!
Marry that mole!
M is for money
O, L, E
Cherry groaned after Miss Fieldmouse finished her horrible song. Later, the girls decided to visit Jacquimo to make sure was okay. Cherry put a blanket over him while Thumbelina held a candle.
"There, you'll be warm now." Cherry said quietly, tucking the swallow in.
"Please be warm, dear friend," Thumbelina said softly. "Please, live. I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you. I know now there's no place in this big world for little people. We... we can't do impossible things."
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Cherry's Adventures of Thumbelina
FanfictionCherry is on vacation with her parents and they decide to visit an old relative, Michelle's aunt Beatrice who lives in the country, and on the way there, Cherry meets her new cousin Thumbelina who is literarly the size of a thumb. As the girls bond...
