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You yawn, sun dappling your face through the trees as you stretch luxuriously. Even the stone and wood furnishings in Dreamlight Valley are absurdly comfortable, and it's hard to resist the urge, on occasion, to take a nice afternoon nap. But now... you notice two shrubs (one quite small and one quite large) that you're reasonably sure weren't there when you sat down.
The smaller shrub twitches a little as if full of unbounded energy, and you hear the larger shrub whisper “Remember - sneaky feet!”
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You cross your arms and stand up as you speak - nobody's getting the drop on you today! In response, Vanellope's angry face pops up through the foliage of the smaller shrub.
"Sulley, you said your sneaky feet feat would grant us at least a +10 Stealth bonus! But we've been totally made!"
In response the larger shrub shakes a little and the blue and purple furred form of Sulley is visible for a short moment through the leaves.
"You're doin' great so far, but it takes a while to properly master the art of sneaky feet. I had Mike drilling me on them every night for ages!"
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You fake a yawn and resettle yourself in your seat, closing your eyes with a little grin, and listening for what comes next...
The foliage rustles a little more, and you hear some whispers emerge from each ambulatory shrub.
"Should we jump out now?" says a deep and rumbling voice. "I can show you how we used to do a proper scare."
"No need" comes the reply, far more high-pitched. "We just make people THINK we're gonna jump out at 'em, and then let their imaginations go bonkers!"
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You hear a groan of frustration come from the smaller shrub, and after a moment, Vanellope and Sulley burst out from their hiding spots!
Vanellope brushes a stray leaf from her shirt and looks up at you.
"Now, tell me, chum - how did you just feel? Did you feel pranked? OR, were you overcome with the fear that a prank might be comin' your way?"
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Vanellope's shoulders fall in a deep sigh, and she kicks at a rock on the ground.
"Cookie crumbs. That's not how this was supposed to go."
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Vanellope grins and pumps her fist in victory.
"Yes! That's one down!"
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Sulley chuckles, his powerful voice rumbling the air around you.
"Yep, it's the Festival of Foolishness! I'm givin' Vanellope a hand with things this year, and she has got BIG plans."
Vanellope gives you a mischievous grin and crosses her arms defiantly.
"Humongous plans! Stitch and Donald won't stop talking about how they pranked everyone last year, so we're gonna show 'em up!"
You scratch your head, a little confused by this development.
"You're going to prank everyone...by disguising yourselves as shrubs?"
Vanellope laughs, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
"Nah, we're gonna prank everyone by not pranking 'em."
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Sulley gives Vanellope a light pat on the shoulder as she puts on her best mischievous grin.
"She's got a pretty great idea. If ya look around, everyone's on edge right now, wondering if they're about to be pranked, right? But then they see us, clearly up to somethin' and...well let's just say it takes me back to my MU days when I was taking a Lessons in Dramatic Tension class."
Vanellope jumps up and gives Sulley a little high five and a 16-bit fanfare plays.
"Exactly! I've got the radical creativity, and the big guy's got the book-learning. We're a perfect team! Wanna join us in our non-pranking pranks?"
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"Excellent choice. I always knew you were a prankster at heart."
Vanellope seems overjoyed that someone is joining her and Sulley's odyssey of abstract pranking. She glances over her shoulder at Sulley.
"Let's go, Sullster! Foolishness awaits!"
And with a flourish, she and Sulley vanish into the foliage. They trundle off into the distance, and you hear Sulley coaching Vanellope in the use of sneaky feet.
Your mind awhirl with possible abstract pranks, you stretch your legs and head into the center of the Valley. You see Daisy, who seems to be constantly looking over her shoulder...
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Sulley gives you a smile as Vanellope hides back into her shrub, calling back to you...
"Works for me! The more classic pranks happening, the more people will worry about us!"
And with a flourish, Sulley vanishes into the foliage as well. They trundle off into the distance, and you hear Sulley coaching Vanellope in the use of sneaky feet.
Your mind awhirl with possible pranks, you stretch your legs and head into the center of the Valley. You see Daisy, who seems to be constantly looking over her shoulder...
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"Hi, Daisy. How are you?"
Daisy jumps at your cheerful call and turns to meet you. She smooths her blouse, clearly trying to manage some worries.
"Oh, hello. Sorry if I seem a bit skittish. It's just that I've heard...things about today. Apparently, it's a yearly holiday involving playing horrible tricks. Who would think of such a thing?!"
Daisy has angrily placed her hands on her hips. Clearly she is not pleased.
"It's the Festival of Foolishness! People play pranks on each other. It's all in good fun and just for today."
Daisy heaves a dramatic sigh and turns to look over the rest of the Valley where you can just make out people going about their business. Maybe this is an opportunity to initiate Daisy into this Dreamlight tradition...
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Daisy looks at you with sudden suspicion in her eyes.
"Wait - you wouldn't prank ME, would you?"
"Oh, of course not!" you reply with a reassuring grin.
"Well, that's good!" she says with relief. As she turns to look down at the rest of the Valley, you figure that this is your opportunity!
You whisper a Dreamlight incantation and a beautiful fish motif floats into the air and soundlessly attached itself to the back of Daisy's designer blouse.
"Thanks for letting me know about the Festival," she says cheerfully. "Now I'm off for a girls' day with Minnie. Toodles!"
You wave goodbye to Daisy as she walks away, the fish on her back moving jauntily with her confident walk.
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As you head off to find someone else to prank, you notice a basket of freshly baked souffles on the ground. You’re not sure where they come from, but you grab a couple to keep you energized for the day of pranks you have ahead of you!
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"Word to the wise," you say, trying to hold back a smirk, "I think you've already been pranked."
"What?!" shouts Daisy, spinning to face you. You're not sure, but you think that some of her feathers are beginning to turn red with a very Donaldian rage.
"Yeah, I think Vanellope and Sulley have hidden something in your shop. I saw them earlier, and they seemed pretty proud of themselves..."
Daisy sighs in defeat and then looks back out towards her boutique.
"Fiddlesticks! I just did my weekly full-shop organization. I'll have to tear the whole place apart! Now where did Donald go? He can help me with this."
You give a sage nod, trying to conceal your amusement.
"Totally! Good luck finding him!"
Daisy gives you a wave as she rushes off, trying to find Donald and put him to work.
You stretch your arms. This seems like a good start!
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As you head off to find someone else to prank, you notice a basket of freshly baked souffles on the ground. You’re not sure where they come from, but you grab a couple to keep you energized for the day of prank you have ahead of you!
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A grin of mischief spreading across your face, you find a good vantage spot and look down into the Valley, spying which Villagers are about and possibly the next recipients of a fun prank. You see...
Jack Skellington is being harangued by Gaston as the skeleton struggles under a barbell loaded with coconut weights.
Belle is deep in conversation with Stitch, diligently taking notes as he speaks.
Mike Wazowski stands watching the Beast perform the same action over and over again, occasionally offering comment.
Remy has opened a cookbook larger than himself and seems to be showing certain pages to EVE.
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"Come on, one more! That's it! You've almost finished!"
You amble down into the Plaza where you find Gaston bellowing at Jack Skellington who's currently stretched out under a dumbell.
"Hey you two, what's going on?"
Gaston turns towards you with his usual swagger. "I have started a fitness course, and Jack here is the first student. Those bony arms of his are painfully thin, but with MY training, he'll soon have proper muscles!"
You glance over to Jack, who is now easily pumping the dumbell up and down with one arm.
"Oh, how is Jack progressing?"
Gaston turns back and in an instant, Jack is back under the barbell, his skeletal frame shaking with feigned effort.
"Not well, I'm afraid. Sulley and Vanellope were skulking about before - I think they're up to something, and it's rather distracting. But Gaston won't let me give up. Would you like to help?"
You glance between the frustrated Gaston and the mischievous Jack Skellington, trying to decide on your course of action.
"Sure, I've got an idea!"
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You've got it! You motion to Gaston to come near you and drop your voice to a whisper.
"Gaston, I've got a suggestion for you."
Gaston rolls his eyes. “You think I need advice on how to train someone? HA!"
You sigh, but soldier on through Gaston's rudeness. "Jack is holiday royalty, you know? And I bet that he's used to people helping him take the easy way out."
Gaston frowns, and you see him try and put two and two together. You remain silent but when Gaston's face looks like he's about to tell you about the number 5, you step in.
"I'm just saying, he's probably super comfortable with that weight and just putting on a show. Try upping the resistance!"
As you leave Jack and Gaston, you stumble upon a pile of iron and coconuts oddly lashed together. You imagine this must be one of Gaston’s failed attempts at making new workout equipment to help Jack. Guessing he won’t miss them anytime soon, you stash his contraption – it might come in handy for a future prank!
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Gaston's face lights up in a grin, and he immediately begins rummaging through a container full of what looks like coconuts.
You glance over at Jack who has now resorted to spinning the dumbell on the tip of a finger. When Gaston straightens up, he snaps back to his prior posture, struggling to set the bar back down.
"Alright, bones, try these on for size!"
In a smooth motion, Gaston slides two new weighted coconut plates onto both ends of the dumbell. The result is immediate - the bar plunges down and Jack flails under it, trying to get purchase with his feet and shove the now-actualy-heavy dumbell off.
"Push, Jack! How else will you get a physique even half as impressive as mine!"
You restrain a giggle as Gaston squats next to the pinned Jack Skellington, chastising him like a football coach trying to get 110%.
"I can't...it's too heavy...wait..."
Jack pauses struggling for a moment, and one of his hands reaches up and plucks off his skull, turning it to scowl at Gaston while the other rolls the dumbell off of his neck and onto the ground.
"Hey! Taking your head off is cheating! Two more sets!"
"Cheating?! Hardly. You gave me absolutely no warning!"
With a laugh, you wave goodbye to the bickering pair and continue along to find someone else to prank...
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After a moment of thought, it's clear - Jack is busy messing with Gaston's mind so you should return the favor. But for this, you think you might need a moment alone with Jack...
"Hey Gaston, why don't you take five and get some eggs? I can spot Jack."
Gaston flexes in response. "Excellent idea! Good thing I was here to inspire you like that."
Gaston gives you a pat on the shoulder that nearly knocks you over and walks off to find himself an omelet. Smiling, you turn back to Jack.
"You should watch out, Jack, I think that Gaston is on to you."
Jack's grinning skull grins even wider. "Him? Impossible! I have him right where I want him."
You lean forwards with a conspiratorial wink. "Unless...that's exactly what Gaston wants you to think."
Jack pauses to consider your words.
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"Are you saying," Jack says slowly, "that I'M the one getting pranked here?"
You nod sagely, as if this was blindingly obvious.
"Of course! If there's one thing that Gaston knows, it's fitness. I bet he was on to you from the beginning!"
Jack begins to look somewhat panicked. He steeples his bony fingers together in thought.
"But then, this whole time...he must have some other plan in the works. What could it be?"
You lean back, trying to appear sympathetic. "Well, I've heard people talking about how strong Gaston is. //Frighteningly// so in fact."
"What's this?!" gasps Jack. "But fright is MY specialty!"
You shrug, as if Jack is just realizing something that has been obvious this whole time. "Watch out, Jack! We might have a new king of fright by the end of today!"
Jack settles back onto the benchpress rack and begins pumping the weights furiously.
"Moving in on my territory, is he?! Well, we'll see how he likes it when I break his strength record..."
You grin, and seeing Gaston walking back over, his mouth full of eggs, you give him a cheery wave.
"Well, I think my work is done here - see you around!"
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As you leave Jack and Gaston, you stumble upon a pile of iron and coconuts oddly lashed together. You imagine this must be one of Gaston’s failed attempts at making new workout equipment to help Jack. Guessing he won’t miss them anytime soon, you stash his contraption – it might come in handy for a future prank!
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Obviously, the correct choice is Gaston. Regardless of how nice people are to him, his arrogance continues unabated, so you figure it's time that he be taken down a peg or two. Now to think of the perfect type of prank for Gaston…
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You've got it! Picking a moment when Gaston is looking away, you whisper a Dreamlight incantation and summon a few balloons into existence. Jack is watching you and had he eyebrows, you're sure that one would be raised quizically. You offer him a wink and he grins back at you and continues to bench-press the coconut weights.
Another little bit of Dreamlight magic and the balloons zip away and into Jack's sleeves where they inflate to look like impressive biceps.
"Hey Gaston, looks like your work with Jack is finally paying off!"
Gaston turns to see Jack leap to his feet and start flexing in a parody of Gaston's mannerisms that predictably sails right over his head.
"Impressive!" shouts Gaston, "I knew my methods would work!"
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Gaston begins to run Jack through a series of muscle-flexing poses, which Jack dutifully reproduces incorrectly. Still, Gaston seems to be beside himself with joy at his achievement.
"Gaston, this is your best result yet! We should take a picture!"
"Excellent idea!"
Gaston pulls Jack next to him and you pull out your Royal Camera to snap a selfie with the pair. Just one last little bit of Dreamlight magic, and then when you snap the picture...
The balloons begin to deflate with a low whine. In a moment, Jack has returned to his regular skeletal frame, and Gaston is crestfallen at his lack of results.
Jack crosses his arms, affecting a cross posture.
"Gaston, you said your method would get results! Should I go ask Maui to train me instead?"
"No! Don't do that! Did you eat enough eggs today? Practice your poses in front of the mirror? There has to be something you've done wrong..."
Laughing, you continue on. So little time and so many people to prank...
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As you leave Jack and Gaston, you stumble upon a pile of iron and coconuts oddly lashed together. You imagine this must be one of Gaston’s failed attempts at making new workout equipment to help Jack. Guessing he won’t miss them anytime soon, you stash his contraption - it might come in handy for a future prank!
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Of course it needs to be something that messes with Gaston's head! You pause for a moment to think, and then it hits you!
"Hey Jack...it looks like you're not seeing much in terms of gains, are you?"
Jack shoots you a quizical look but after a wink he grins and follows along with your plan.
"No, nothing, and we've been at this all morning!"
Gaston scowls, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Clearly this is all your fault. When I train others, I always see impressive neck results in under an hour!"
Jack heaves a dramatic sigh and circles his spinal column between his thumb and smallest finger.
"No change here. Still just bones."
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You sigh as well and turn back to Gaston.
"Little warning, Gaston," you say in a stage whisper, making sure that Jack hears you, "I think that Jack has been making friends with Maui. I'm sure you don't want Maui hearing about your lack of training skills..."
Gaston blanches in horror and turns back to Jack.
"Keep going, Jack! I know that your impressive neck gains are right around the corner!"
Jack feigns diffiulty with the current weights. "Hmm, perhaps I need some motivation. Can you sing?"
Gaston's eyes seem like they're about to burst from his face.
"Sing?! Why would I sing?!"
You shrug and help Jack reset the weights, offering a thought...
"Well, I know that Maui is quite the musical demigod. If musical motivation is what Jack needs to work out properly, I bet Maui would be happy to help."
You and Jack hold back laughter as Gaston looks horrified and begins doing vocal warmups.
"No, I can do this. Mimimimimimiiiiii. Stay here Jack, no need to talk to Maui about this. Lalalalalaaaaaa..."
Smiling with a job well done, you continue along into the Valley, eyes open for another person to prank...
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As you leave Jack and Gaston, you stumble upon a pile of iron and coconuts oddly lashed together. You imagine this must be one of Gaston’s failed attempts at making new workout equipment to help Jack. Guessing he won’t miss them anytime soon, you stash his contraption – it might come in handy for a future prank!
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You wander forward, finding Belle and Stitch. Belle sits with a pad of paper, diligently taking notes as Stitch explains something.
"Good prank has many layers. Makes you think."
Belle nods and takes notes as you approach.
"Hey you two,” you say, “What's going on?"
Stitch's chest swells with pride. "Stitch teach Belle pranking! Vanellope and Sulley say they have prank plans, but Stitch show them real prankster!"
Belle smiles and places her notepad down for a moment, shaking out the tension in her hands.
"After last year, Stitch has quite the reputation. This year I want to play a fun prank on the Beast, so I thought Stitch could help me think of something."
“Oh, how fun! What ideas do you have so far?”
Belle glances at Stitch and then down at her notepad.
"Well, we've discarded a few already as being unsuitable. I feel like we need to hit a careful balance with the Beast. For example, Stitch's first suggestion was-"
"Trip him into big bucket of sticky candy!" shouts Stitch and then collapses into peals of laughter.
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Belle sighs and gives Stitch a look as he rolls around on the ground.
"But that wouldn't be fun for him. It would take him ages to clean the candy out of his fur."
Stitch sits up suddenly to offer more options.
"That not Stitch's only idea! Also enchanter costume, 'cover Belle in fur', pretend to be wolf…"
Belle sighs. You can see her internally debate whether it's worth explaining to Stitch why those pranks are a bad idea or if that would just give Stitch more ammunition for his own pranks. Maybe you should bring in your own prank now to change the tone of the conversation – but who to prank?
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Belle sighs and returns to her notes, flipping back to an earlier page.
"I did read through a few of the books in Merlin’s library that mentioned pranks. Maybe we can go over those and see about modifying them? Let's see, Sir Pelinor discusses //The Joyous Arte of the Merri Pranke//. I thought..."
You look over at Stitch to find his eyes glazed over and drool beginning to pool in the corner of his mouth. You give him a little nudge with your foot and a wink to let him know that you’re planning something.
"Actually," you say cheerfully, "I have an idea! Have you heard of menagerie gum? Or chewing gum in general for that matter?"
Belle lights up at the chance to learn something new. "No, I haven't! Please, tell me about it."
"Well, gum is a very chewy substance that people chew for the flavor or to clean their teeth. And menagerie gum..."
You smile and fish some gum out of your bag, a concealed hand making a few magical gestures to imbue the gum with Dreamlight.
"...is a special kind of bubblegum. When you blow a big enough bubble, it pops with the sound of a different animal each time! Sure to confuse anyone around you."
Belle claps her hands in delight. "That's perfect!"
You hand a piece to Belle. "Why don’t you give it a test run? I hear it takes a few tries to get a bubble big enough."
Belle nods and begins chewing the gum with a determined look on her face. You shoot a warning glance at Stitch who seems ready to fall to the ground in manic laughter. Belle begins to blow a bubble which grows...
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Until the bubble is larger than Belle's head! You hear her try to speak through it-
"Ish, ish thish big enuff?"
You grin and reply quickly. "Nope, keep going!"
Belle sends one last gusting breath into the gum bubble which swells more and more until it began to float up into the air, pulling Belle off of her feet and into the air!
"Umm he'o? Whash goin on?"
Stitch is rolling about the ground in laughter, but you feel like this has gone on long enough. So one more whisper of Dreamlight magic pops the bubble and manifests a glittering slide to bring Belle back down to the ground safely.
"Sorry Belle, that one must have been from a bad batch – I'll look into that!"
Grinning, you walk off, ready to see what else this day of pranks will bring you...
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You bend down to Belle with a conspiratorial grin.
"Hey Belle, maybe I shouldn’t be telling you this…but Stitch’s pranks?"
Belle looks up, ready to hear your secret.
"He gets them all from books! You should ask him about his book collection!"
Belle nods in thanks and turns to Stitch.
"Stitch, perhaps we should leave the pranks for now. I hear you have a wonderful book collection. Which one is your favorite?"
"Favorite book?" asks Stitch, intrigued at this change of topic. "Stitch bring to show you!"
With that, Stitch tears off to fetch the book for Belle, who smiles in delight.
"Do you suppose it's a book from Stitch's home in space? He said it's very far from here. Or do you think it’s a book that he found on Earth?"
You shrug in response. "Guess we’ll find out!"
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Soon enough, Stitch returns with a book in hand. He swaggers over confidently, keeping the book hidden under the crook of his furry arm.
"Belle," he says slyly, "this Stitch's favorite book in whole universe. Can Stitch trust you to be careful?"
Belle nods and begins to explain her past experience with books and her relationship with her village's book-seller.
"Oh, yes, Stitch! You can trust me."
From behind Belle you give Stitch a little hand-sign, spinning your finger in the air to tell him to keep it going.
"And Stitch...uh...need you to sign library card! And...ummm deposit, too. In case of damages. Three shiny Emeralds."
Belle eagerly hands over the gems which Stitch takes with a flourish before handing the book over. Belle quickly reads the cover and looks up in confusion.
"I don't understand. This isn't a book about pranks. This is a...history of... surfing?"
Stitch bursts into laughter, falling to the ground and kicking his feet in the air for a moment before standing again and opening the book.
"Surfing is awesome! And look, book is not just book!"
Stitch flips open the book to show an inner pocket with a 7-inch vinyl. Stitch removes it carefully and spins it on one finger, gingerly placing a single claw on the outer rim and opening his mouth to let energetic surf music pour into the Valley.
Belle is clearly a little frustrated.
"That's very impressive, Stitch, but what about the pranks?"
"Oh, song about pranks next!"
Laughing, you head off, eager to find others to prank…
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Stitch continues to try and suggest pranks to Belle.
"Big bucket of paint fall on his head?"
"Paint? All over his fur? That wouldn't be very nice."
"Robot scissors give giant haircut?"
"No, Stitch. I don't want to hurt the Beast or his fur."
You sigh – they're clearly getting nowhere so this is probably the perfect time to intervene.
"Listen, I've got the perfect prank, but I'm not sure if it should go to Belle or Stitch."
Both stop and turn to you.
"I've got an idea – why don't the two of you race and the winner gets my prank idea?"
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Stitch leaps to his feet and begins to show off his speed, running in circles and raising a trail of dust in his wake.
"Stitch the fastest! Any rules?"
You laugh and give Belle a little wink.
"Nothing special. The first person to reach The End wins!"
Belle cocks her head at you and you give a slight nod, happy that she's quick on the uptake like that.
"Stitch ready to go! Where we race to?"
"The End, I told you! Ready? 3...2...1...GO!"
Stitch stands nonplussed as Belle pulls out a well-loved book and immediately buries her nose in it. Stitch scratches his head in confusion.
"Oh, Stitch, didn't I mention? This is a reading race!"
Stitch's jaw hangs open for a moment before he plops to the ground and pulls out a book about surfing, furiously trying to catch up to Belle.
"Stitch not out of race yet, you see!"
Laughing, you head off, eager to see who you come across next…
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You see how Stitch is suggesting pranks to Belle, and it's clear that he thinks rather highly of himself. Maybe it's time that you deliver a little shock to that confidence...
You lean down and whisper in Stitch's ear-
"Hey Stitch, keep it on the down-low, but did you ever hear the real reason why Belle left her village for Dreamlight Valley?"
Stitch gives a conspiratorial smirk and leans in, his voice dropping to a whisper as well.
"No! Tell me!"
"She got kicked out...for being too good at pranks! The villagers were fed up! It was constant chaos with her."
Stitch frowns, scratching at his head.
"If Belle so good at pranks, why she ask Stitch for help?"
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"Not sure! But I bet it's the pranks – a real prankster can keep them suppressed for only so long before they come out again!"
Stitch gasps in shock and turns back to Belle with eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"Magata, Belle! Stitch know you secret prankster!"
"I don't understand..."
Belle looks back and forth between Stitch and you. You give her a little wink.
"Tell Stitch your secrets! All your best pranks!"
Belle turns her head and smiles and gives you a wink back.
"Well, a proper prankster needs to have patience and be extremely well-read. Let me know when you've finished reading your current book, and I'll give you an extended reading list."
Stitch sighs and plops to the ground, fishing out a book about surfing and cracking it open. Flush with success, you continue onwards, eager to see who you'll be pranking next...
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While you’re off to discover what other pranks the day holds, you might as well stop and smell the flowers on Dazzle Beach! Or, well, at least pick a few before heading off.
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"No no, not like that. You've got to emote! Really show me the emotions!"
You come around the corner to find the Beast standing in a clearing with Mike Wazowski walking in a circle around him, gesticulating wildly.
"Uhh, hey guys, what’s going on?"
The Beast folds his arms across his chest and glares at Mike.
"He is attempting to teach me the skill of 'acting' but his comments are so...frustrating!."
Mike rolls his single eye and stomps over to you.
"You see what I'm working with here? An actor needs to let the director guide them to the proper performance. This big lug comes to me for help, saying that he heard Belle was going to prank him, and he wants to have a reaction that will surprise her. But when I ask him to put in the work, I get grumpy complaining galore! Ugh! I just know Sulley and Vanellope are laughing about this."
You hide a grin – this is perfect. Both of the Villagers here seem like prime prank victims!
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An idea quickly floats up in your mind. You turn to the pair and see Mike tell the Beast to take five. You walk over to Mike.
"Hey Mike, can I offer a suggestion?"
"Sure, I'm all ears. Though not literally like my buddy Clem back at Monsters Inc. - huuuge ears and little body! Anyway, what's the suggestion? I'm gettin' nowhere with the big guy here..."
"He just needs some positive reinforcement," you reply. "What if you give him a reward? Maybe a tasty treat to get his spirits up?"
Mike nearly leaps into the air with excitement.
"That's a great idea! And I have just the thing. Sulley just brought me a treat he cooked up to remind me of home."
Mike runs off excitedly, and you try to restrain a smile as you're left alone with the Beast.
"The small creature is...quite aggravating," rumbles the Beast as you wait for Mike Wazowski's return.
"He means well," you explain. "Just because he's got a lot of energy doesn't mean you should be rude."
The Beast heaves a sigh,
"You're right. I'll try to have more patience."
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You nod as you see Mike rush back to you with a package in his arm. Panting from the run, he stops in front of the Beast.
"Ha...okay...Wow, I'm out of breath. Here, ya big lug, take a bite of this. You'll be inspired into amazing feats of acting!"
Mike hands over a strange concoction which the Beast takes suspiciously. He takes a nibble and immediately stiffens up. His eyes cross for a moment and you see him struggle not to throw the food into the distance. Mike watches him expectantly.
"That," shudders the Beast, "that is...revolting."
Mike looks skeptical...
"C'mon, we're trying to act here, so really make me BELIEVE that you hate it!"
"But I do hate it! This is the worst thing I've ever eaten!"
"I hear you saying that, but I don't see it in your eyes, your posture, your feet! Embody the disgust!"
Well, your work here is clearly done! You start to wander off into the Valley searching fror another prank...
"You want my feet to be disgusted?!"
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You think you've got an idea and beckon Mike to come over so you can speak privately.
"I think I know what the Beast needs," you whisper to Mike. "He needs to go all in. What if you introduce him to method acting?"
Mike grins and hops into the air.
"I love it! He keeps losing focus when I call the end of a scene, but if he needs to stay in character //constantly//...? It's perfect! But what kind of character should he be playing?"
"Leave that to me!" you say with a smile and turn to the Beast.
"Beast, we've got a new acting technique for you - method acting!"
The Beast frowns in confusion. "There is a specific method for acting? Michael, why haven't you taught it to me?"
Mike grins and attempts to give a companionable pat to the Beast's shoulder, but only ends up reaching his hip.
"It isn't for beginners, pal. But now, I think you're ready for The Method! We'll start simple, no need for all the abstract philosophy yet. We'll give you a character, and you need to stay in that character for as long as possible, even if the scene is done."
"All right, I'll... I'll try," rumbles the Beast. "Which character will I be?"
You step in here with confidence. "You'll be playing...Gaston!"
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"Gaston?!" groans the Beast. "Surely you can think of a less annoying person for me to portray?"
"Nope, Gaston is perfect!" says Mike excitedly. "This will push you out of your comfort zone!"
The Beast sighs in defeat and then attempts to pose in a body-builder's flex. "Like this?"
Mike furrows his brow in thought and paces around the Beast.
"Okay, not bad, not bad. Let's see you respond to a situation. I'll play the part of the Beast. I'm about to bring a new book to Belle. What do you do?"
The Beast frowns. "This feels like you're mocking me."
You jump in. "Stay in character! What would Gaston do?"
You see the Beast struggle to put himself in the mind of Gaston, as Belle has described him.
"You're bringing a book? Why that's umm...such a worthless gift! Books are...terrible?"
The Beast looks at you helplessly, clearly out of his depth. You motion him to keep going, but Mike is aready continuing the scene.
"Ha, you peasant! Clearly, you lack the grace of nobility. I, as a fancy pants prince have been raised from a young age to appreciate the arts, performers, and those who grant free acting lessons from the goodness of their hearts!"
The Beast turns to you in rage. "I don't sound like that! I don't sound like that at all!"
"STAY IN CHARACTER!" both you and Mike shout at once.
The Beast turns back to Mike.
"I'm sure she'd like something else better. Like...the results of my hunt?"
You laugh as Mike draws himself up and puts on a royal poise. Your work here is clearly done and you leave Mike and the Beast to their acting lessons...
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As you walk off, a glint catches your eye. You’ve found a collection of gems! Not wanting them to fall into the hands of someone who would aim to prank //you//, you pocket them for safe keeping.
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You've dealt with Mike before, and it's remarkable how quickly his opinion of himself can swell until he's nearly unbearable. He definitely needs a prank...but what kind?
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You have just the idea! When Mike stalks off into the distance to mutter about actors, you lean in close to the Beast.
"I have an idea – follow my lead, okay?"
The Beast nods, a spark of amusement flitting through his sorrowful eyes. A moment later, Mike has returned and you see he's about to start on a rant.
"Hey Mike, I have a suggestion! What if you start with something that the Beast already knows so he has some confidence?"
"Great idea! In fact, I was just about to suggest that myself – get out of my head! I kid, I kid, but hey, kid, you're on the right track. Beast, what kind of dances do you do?"
"Well... I can waltz," the Beast rumbles. He holds out a hand to Mike. "I'll lead."
"Okay, fine! Though I usually prefer to lead. And I'm partial to the tango, but - hey - this is your lesson!"
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You wave a hand full of Dreamlight magic and a slow song full of lush strings begins to play.
"Now a spin!" you shout to the Beast and he obliges, one massive furred arm extending to spin Mike in place.
"Keep going! Spin some more!" you shout, and you can see the Beast grinning now as he begins to revolve Mike faster and faster until he's a vague green blur revolving under the Beast's hand.
"uuuuuaaaaAAAAaaaaaaaAAAaaaa..." you hear coming from the green blur.
"Okay, I think that should be enough," you call to them.
Laughing, the Beast removes his hand and Mike eventually slows down, staggering about as the dizziness slowly subsides.
"Why am I seeing ten of you? Uh...Whoah!... Let's take 5 for now...Ugh, I need to sit down..."
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You've got it! Mike has always had a taste for the high life. This could be your avenue in for a devilish prank!
"Hey Mike, you know that the Beast is royalty, right?"
Mike pauses and scratches at this head in thought.
"Really? What is he, some kind of prince or something?"
"Absolutely! He's got his own castle and everything. But more importantly, he can grant royal titles and duties. For the right director, there could be a Royal Thespian title in the works."
"Hey, I like the sound of that! What do you say, Beast? Can I be your Royal Thespian? Oh, Celia would be thrilled to find out her Googly Bear was granted a royal title!"
The Beast glances at you and you give him a grin and an encouraging nod. He draws himself up to his full height and crosses his arms imperiously.
"I do not grant royal positions without merit. One must be truly deserving, and what I have seen of your talent so far is...lacking."
"What?!" moans Mike, "You're killing me here. All that work for nothing?!"
You shrug, concealing your amusement.
"I guess you've got to try a little harder. Help the Beast improve his acting, and you've got it in the bag!"
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You wave a hand full of Dreamlight magic and a slow song full of lush strings begins to play.
"Now a spin!" you shout to the Beast and he obliges, one massive furred arm extending to spin Mike in place.
"Keep going! Spin some more!" you shout, and you can see the Beast grinning now as he begins to revolve Mike faster and faster until he's a vague green blur revolving under the Beast's hand.
"uuuuuaaaaAAAAaaaaaaaAAAaaaa..." you hear coming from the green blur.
"Okay, I think that should be enough," you call to them.
Laughing, the Beast removes his hand and Mike eventually slows down, staggering about as the dizziness slowly subsides.
"Why am I seeing ten of you? Uh...Whoah!... Let's take 5 for now...Ugh, I need to sit down..."
Laughing with your success you leave the pair to their acting challenge and seek out another Villager to prank…
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"That dish won't work for you? Okay, what about a classic French Omelet? I can cook it on an electric range!"
"...no!"
You approach to find a rather frazzled Remy paging through his well-worn copy of Gusteau's //Anyone Can Cook//. EVE on the other hand seems...amused.
"Hi EVE, hi Remy - what are you two up to?"
Remy looks over and gives you a welcoming wave.
"Hey there! EVE just found out something interesting - she can eat organic foods as long as they've been properly prepared! Isn't that incredible? We're looking through Gusteau's cookbook to find the perfect meal for her. We got a little distracted when Vanellope and Sulley came by muttering about sneaking into the restaurant's pantry, but we're back on track now."
You glance over at EVE who bobs up and down in amusement. You're not sure, but did she just wink or you? Clearly there are some shenanigans at work here...
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"I have a suggestion," you say stepping forward. "But can I give it to Remy privately? I want it to be a surprise for EVE."
With a cheerful digital tone, EVE backs away and lets you speak with Remy.
"Psst, Remy, I think you're being had here!"
Remy gasps in shock and you can see him about to respond but you shush him quickly with a gesture.
"I've got an idea, though! Here, try and make this recipe..."
You mutter a quick incantation and Dreamlight magic swirls around you for a moment coalescing into a piece of paper that you hand to Remy. He reads through the recipe and glances up at you in confusion.
"But this would.."
"Just make it the best you can and I'll take care of the rest!"
Remy shrugs and scampers off to his stove, beginning to mix ingredients together. You beckon EVE forwards.
"EVE, I recently came across an interesting cookbook - a series of recipes for machines! I think it might have been left behind by the last inhabitants of Eternity Isle.
EVE bobs forwards excitedly. "Whoo!" she beeps.
You both watch Remy expectantly as he works away at the dish. He seems to be mixing strangely different ingredients. There are massive amounts of butter, flour, a surprising number of eggs, which all seem normal enough, but then he begins folding tiny iron ingots into the batter.
"Oh?" says EVE, somewhat confused at this.
"Don't worry, EVE," you say as you watch Remy. "You're going to love it!"
EVE wanders off for a moment, amusing herself with her targetting laser, but you keep an eye on Remy, always happy to watch a master at work.
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Dreamlight magic toward the oven, speeding up the baking process. After a moment a delicious scent begins to waft your way, with strange hints of metal, as if you stood inbetween a pastry shop and a contruction site.
You glance to the side to see EVE drawing closer. She definitely seems interested!
In no time at all, the oven's clock dings and Remy gets your attention.
"Could I get your help with this? If your recipe does what I think it does, I'm gonna need a hand taking it out of the oven."
You don some oven mitts and approach the oven. When you pull out the baking dish, you stagger under its unexpected weight. You tip the baked good out to find a beautifully golden loaf of some kind.
"There you go EVE, enjoy!"
The words are barely out of your mouth before EVE's laser flashes, cutting the loaf into geometrically equal portions that she quickly places into her storage compartment. She runs her scanning sequence.
"Oh!" she says in surprise, "Whoa!"
EVE clearly appreciates being given something made just for her! She tries to fly up into the air...and only manages to clear a foot of air before sinking down again. She tries again, eyes narrowed with effort but still only manages to rise a bit off the ground before sinking back. You can hear Remy snorting with laughter as he steps forwards.
"Happy Festival of Foolishness, EVE! It's a bit of a strange recipe, but I guess a Thousand-Pound Cake might give you a bit of trouble flying!"
EVE opens her storage compartment and jettisons the pieces of cake so close to Remy that he has to jump back. Then she's the one giggling!
"Happy Festival of Foolishness, you two!" you call as you turn to go.
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You think for a moment of EVE's adventures with WALL·E and then you clap your hands - you've got it!
"Remy, can I offer an ingredient that I think EVE will enjoy?"
Remy looks up at you with a smile. "Of course!"
"Here, these are random number seeds. They should be digital enough to appeal to her tastes!"
"Oh?" says EVE, floating closer.
"Thought you might be interested! But give Remy a moment to prepare you a dish."
Sure enough, Remy has launched into preparations for a new meal. He brings out enormous qualities of basil, olive oil, and parmesan and begins to pound them together in a mortar and pestle.
After a moment, Remy presents a dish with a flourish.
"Here you go EVE! Random number pesto on a circuitboard wafer with a whole seed garnish!"
"Oh! Whoa!" EVE says before taking the appetizer and placing it in her storage compartment. She runs her scanning sequence.
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You put on an exaggerated frown and face EVE.
"You didn't chew your food? Oh, that might cause some troubles..."
"Huh?" says EVE, clearly confused.
"Did nobody tell you? When you swallow a seed whole, it can grow into a full plant in your stomach!"
EVE gives a digital gasp and begins opening up her storage compartment and peering inside.
"Hold up EVE, you don't want to disturb it now. Do you have any grow lights?
"Hmm...classified!"
You shrug and make to turn away.
"Well, good luck - make sure you take care of the plant properly. I bet WALL·E can give you some tips."
"Oh!" says EVE before flying off in the distance.
You and Remy exchange a little high-five before you head out, on the watch for someone else to prank...
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"I think I see the problem," you say with a sly glance at EVE. "It's not that the recipes here are wrong, it's more about the tools you're using."
Remy frowns as he looks at his stove and cookpot.
"These won't work? But I even invested in an electric range for her!"
You grin at Remy's attention to detail.
"The electric range is a good start! But I think the settings on it need to be calibrated specifically for someone like EVE."
Remy jumps in excitement and beckons you forwards.
"I knew I was close! Can you give me a hand with the settings?"
"Sure!" you say with a grin and step forward, Dreamlight magic snaking out to infiltrate the circuitry of Remy's stove. Just a little change here...and there...and done!
With a flourish you step back and indicate Remy to move forward.
"Should be good to go now! Why don't you start with something simple like tea?"
"Great idea!" says Remy as he maneuvers a pot onto the burner and fills it with water. The element glows a cheery red and you all sit back to wait for the water to boil...
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...and wait some more.
Remy frowns as he peers at the pot of water.
"You know, they say that a watched pot never boils, but this is ridiculous!"
Remy rumages through his bag of culinary equipment and pulls out a thermometer which he drops into the pot.
"What?!" he yelps. "It's barely halfway there!
"Why don't I take another look at it?" you say innocently and step forward. You wink at EVE and she subtly beams her laser at the pot, sending the water into a roiling boil.
"Hmm, looks fine to me! This should be ready now to- oh no!"
You gasp in mock horror as you fake a trip and send the water over the ground.
"Are you alright?" asks Remy, running up to you. "Safety first in the kitchen, we can always remake whatever gets dropped!"
You smile and make a show of examing your hands and arms for burns.
"Nope, all good here! Let me help you with that pot again..."
You refill the pot and set it back on the burner.
"Don't worry EVE," says Remy, "we'll get you that tea!"
He settles into a crouch, his eyes intently watching the thermometer. Holding back a laugh, you head out while Remy waits for the pot to boil...
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You look to EVE and a wonderful idea comes to you. You crouch down to speak to Remy.
"Hey Remy, what if the problem isn't the recipes, but the execution of them?"
Remy frowns in thought, looking from his cookbook and back to you.
"I suppose it could be. But what part of the execution is off? Am I searing things wrong? Should I be braising things longer?"
"Well," you say, adopting a thoughtful expression. "How are you cooking things? Direct application of heat?"
"Of course," says Remy, laughing a little. "I mean, how else are you supposed to cook things?"
"Ahh," you say sagely, "have you considered direct application of an electrical current?"
Remy is silent for a moment, clearly stunned by your suggestion.
"Direct application of electrical current? Like...zapping a steak with lightning?"
"Sort of! Have you ever heard of panko bread crumbs?"
"Definitely!" says Remy. "They're particularly dry, good flavor, excellent crunch. Why do you ask?"
"Well," you say, crossing your arms, "did you know that panko is cooked via electrical current?"
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Remy's eyes bulge with excitement.
"Really? That's fascinating! Do you know why?"
"Well, from my understanding, it started when people were trying to bake bread without ovens, so they connected batteries to the dough! The resistance made heat and cooked the bread. That's why the bread crumbs are so perfectly dry and crispy - they've been electrocuted!"
Remy is silent for a moment, thoughts clearly whirling through his mind.
"This...this opens so many doors! I can't decide what I want to try first! But wait, I'm going to need all new equipment!"
You try to respond, but Remy is gone in a flash, opening up a hatch at the back of his stove and disappearing inside. You hear the clanking of mechanisms being disassembled, wires getting yanked and nuts and bolts falling everywhere.
"Uhh, Remy, you okay in there?"
You glance at EVE who gives a shrug and moves to the back of Remy's stove, bringing our a tiny toolbox.
"Oh, this is gonna take a while," says Remy from within the stove, "but it'll be so worth it! Hex wrench please!"
With an electronic giggle, EVE passes a tiny wrench into the stove for Remy. You suppress a laugh and wave goodbye to EVE who seems quite amused at Remy's abrupt pivot to electrical engineering. But for now, there are more people to prank...
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As you’re about to head out to look for someone else to prank, you almost trip on a large crate that reads “Definitely NOT Smelly Fish”. Cracking it open, defying all expectations, you find it full of… fish. Sensing this was perhaps one of Goofy’s attempts at pranks for the year, you grab a few fish to cook for later – and reset the crate. Better luck next year, Goofy!
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You continue your wandering throughout the Valley, pleased with your successful pranking. After a short while, you come across Merlin, who seems hard at work.
"Hey Merlin! What are you up to today?"
Merlin looks at you with suspicion, fingers combing through his beard nervously.
"Normally I would be delighted to confide in you, but today? Well, I find myself quite suspicious of everyone. Sulley and Vanellope at the very least are up to something, and it worries me..."
You give a cheerful laugh and approach with a reassuring gesture.
"It's okay, Merlin. I'm not helping them prank people. You can tell me!"
"Well, I suppose if I can trust anyone, it's you," Merlin says with a sigh. "You see, I'm trying to get ahead of the other Villagers and prank them before they prank me!"
You nod sagely. "Very wise, Merlin, we don't want you getting pranked again!"
But...that's not exactly honest and you're already thinking of ways to prank Merlin...
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You've got it! A little callback to the pranks from last year is in order, so you whisper a Dreamlight incantation and multicolored glitter begins to float up from around the grass at your feet.
A little twist of a finger, the glitter coalesces into a shimmering column and you send it at Merlin's robes!
But...it just rolls off, like water off of Donald's back! With a delighted cackle, Merlin turns to face you.
"HA! Thought you could get me with glitter, did you? Well, you'll have to try harder than that!"
You laugh and shake your head in resignation.
"Alright, you got me Merlin - how did you stop the glitter magic?"
"Well, I was expecting someone to try and glitter me! So I applied a thin layer of reflective magic to my robes to repel it instantly! I'm glad this incantation worked, but I'm still quite worried about other potential pranks in the works..."
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"You know," you say, adopting a conspiratorial tone, "I should probably tell you - Sulley and Vanellope are indeed up to something!"
Merlin leaps up with excitement!
"I knew it! I spotted them sneaking about looking as guilty as my sugar bowl when it drowns my tea! What do you think they're planning?"
You rub your chin in faux-contemplation.
"Hard to say. Maybe Sulley is getting back to his roots as a Scarer and showing Vanellope the ropes? But...is that maybe too obvious?"
Merlin nods, beginning to look more and more worried.
"Yes, yes... I wouldn't be surprised if they're trying to mislead us with one prank, only to surprise us with another! Perhaps Vanellope seeks to pixelate the Dreamlight wells? Or maybe Sulley's trying to change Remy's stock for Monstropolis ingredients!"
You sigh heavily, shaking your head.
"I wouldn't be surprised at all! You should keep your eyes open, Merlin, so they don't catch you unaware!"
"How right you are! Thank you, my friend. I'm glad I have nothing to fear from you. Still, who knows what other pranks are afoot..."
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You frown, feeling a twinge of guilt at how worried Merlin seems now. Should you come clean and tell him about Vanellope and Sulley's real plan? Or perhaps this is the price all the Villagers must pay for a proper Festival of Foolishness…
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"Merlin?" you say hesitantly.
"Yes?" he replies, "Is there something else?"
"I've gotta be honest with you. I know what Sulley and Vanellope are up to."
Merlin's eyebrows raise to the point that they vanish under the edge of his wizard's cap.
"Well now! What are they plotting?"
"It's actually kinda clever - they're not actually pranking anyone. Instead, they're just making everyone think that they have some massive plan in the works."
Merlin begins to tap his chin in thought.
"Well, thank you for being honest," he says with a smile. "I think I know just what to do with those rapscallions! Let's see now... Higitus Figitus!"
Magic surges around Merlin, swirling into the air and sets off into the Valley!
"Uhh," you said, slightly worried, "what was that?"
Merlin just gives you a grin in response.
"Oh, nothing you need worry about. But, you should get a fun surprise later! Please give my regards to the other pranksters!"
You shrug as Merlin walks off, humming a tune under his breath.
You're not really sure what Merlin is planning, but you suppose you'll find out eventually! For now, there's still time to find some more Villagers to prank.
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"Merlin?" you say hesitantly.
"Yes?" replies Merli kindly, watching you to see what you say.
"...have a good Festival!"
Merlin's eyes narrow - is he on to you?
"Thank you, my friend!" he replies. "Oh and... Higitus Figitus!"
Magic surges around Merlin and you, swirling into the air and sets off into the Valley!
"Uhh," you said, slightly worried, "what was that, Merlin?"
Merlin just gives you a grin in response.
"Oh, I'm sure you'll find out later! Goodbye for now!"
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"Hi, Scar! Hi, Mother Gothel!" you say as you approach. "How are you two doing today?"
"Oh, it's you," says Scar with his usual sneer. "Are you enjoying the Festival?"
"How can you be?" says Mother Gothel with a laugh. "I'm sure you're falling for every prank there is!"
You're about to reply when she waves your response away with a dismissive gesture, "Oh, don't look so sad. I'm just teasing!"
You sigh, rubbing at the bridge of your nose to deal with the headache that always seems to threaten when you speak with Mother Gothel.
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"I guess you two are planning a prank as well?" you ask, crossing your arms.
"Indeed," rumbles Scar. "We are devising a prank for Simba and Rapunzel. Would you like to exchange ideas?"
"Of course you'd love to help!" laughs Mother Gothel as she steps up to your side, her next words a whisper in your ear.
"I'm actually working on something for this arrogant alley cat. Be a dear and help me out, won't you?"
You give Mother Gothel a glance with a raised eyebrow and she continues to laugh and walks to the side for a moment to pick a flower. Scar takes this moment to draw closer to you as well, his deep voice a soft rumble as he whispers as well.
"I'm sure you can appreciate how infuriating that woman is. Help me turn the tables on her."
Well, now this poses some opportunities! Two villains, both hard at work trying to prank each other while pretending innocence. You can work with this...
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"I've got a little gift for you, Scar, that I think will help your creative process!"
"Oh?" says Scar, arching an eyebrow. "Do tell."
"Here, take a look at this!" you say, drawing Dreamlight magic around you and then manifesting a massive pumpkin in front of Scar.
"A...pumpkin?" says Scar.
"Yeah! I thought you could use it to test your claws. I know that I always think more clearly after doing a bit of physical activity!"
"Perhaps," purrs Scar as he stalks forwards, claws slipping out from his paws. "This does seem ripe for shredding!"
Scar reaches the pumpkin and pounces on it, claws extended! You try to hide a smile at how much he looks like a housecat in that moment. With a growl, Scar sinks his claws into the pumpkin...
Which explodes in a cascade of water! You hear a distressed yowl escape Scar's mouth as he jumps backwards but not quickly enough - he's now completely soaked.
"Oh, how charming," says Scar with a frown, "a water-filled pumpkin. Aren't you clever..."
Scar stalks away in a huff, followed by Mother Gothel's laughter.
"Bravo!" she says, chuckling. "I didn't think you were so creative!"
Rolling your eyes at Mother Gothel, you continue along to see how other Villagers are enjoying the day of Foolishness...
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Mother Gothel just has not stopped with the passive-agressive comments. This definitely has to be your opportunity to turn the tables on her! But what would be the perfect prank for her?
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"Mother Gothel!" you say cheerfully, "I have a gift for you!"
Mother Gothel steps closer with a delighted laugh. "Well finally, dear! You'd think I don't do anything around here, by the way you treat me."
You fake laugh along with her as you hastily conjure a small bottle behind your back, using Dreamlight magic. You present it with a flourish.
"Here you go! It's a special tonic I made. I've always admired your singing voice, and it would be a crime if anything were to happen to it! I made the tonic specifically to soothe tired vocal chords."
Mother Gothel takes the bottle with a laugh. "Why, I'm almost offended - me, needing a tonic to keep my voice healthy? Oh, but I appreciate the thought, of course..."
You see her glance over at Scar and her fake smile cracks into a snarl for just a moment.
"Then again, dealing with that mangy excuse for a lion has rather distressed me. Perhaps I will take a sip."
With bated breath, you watch her tip the bottle back and gulp down a good third of it. You repress a smile as her eyes bulge and her face flushes.
"What...what was in that?!" she shrieks.
"Oh, mostly just stewed down chili peppers! I have it on good authority that the heat from them it like a hot sauna for your voice!"
You see Mother Gothel struggle to maintain her composure as tears from the spice begin to leak from her eyes.
"Oh how lovely, but um, well..." and before Mother Gothel can even finish her snarky comment, the spice overtakes her and she runs to Chez Remy, shouting about the incredible quantities of ice cream that she requires.
With a satisfied nod to a rather amused Scar, you continue onwards...
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Giving a subtle nod to Scar, you motion Mother Gother over.
"Mother Gothel, I found out something really cool about Dreamlight Valley that I want to share with you!"
Mother Gothel gives a derisive laugh, putting a condenscending hand on your shoulder.
"Oh, aren't you a dear, thinking that we share interests. Well go on, what is it?"
You grit your teeth, but you're devoted to the prank and you soldier on.
"It's about the flowers here. Did you know that they can morph into magical flowers? If you give them positive affirmations, there's a chance they could even become the magical flower that you're so interested in!"
Mother Gothel is clearly surprised, but attempts to recover quickly, casting a glance around for nearby flowers.
"And how long have you been keeping that to yourself, dear? Well, never mind, perhaps I'll just..."
Mother Gothel stalks imperiously over to a Yellow Nasturtium and crouches down by it.
"Well, aren't you a graceful flower! Not as graceful as myself of course, but we all must start somewhere!"
Mother Gothel glances at the flower and then back at you with anger rising in her face. You resist the urge to face-palm.
"It's not working!" Mother Gothel says petulantly.
"Keep going," you say, "it can take a bit of time."
Mother Gothel sighs and turns back to the flower.
"Well, I suppose that your petals do look rather soft. Nothing like the silkiness of my skin, but it's a start! Hmm... what a lovely shade of green your stem is..."
Grinning at Mother Gothel attempting to give a genuine compliment, you walk off to find some other Villagers...
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You try to conceal a smug smile as an idea occurs to you. You whisper a Dreamlight incantation and a few streams of magic shoot out and into the foliage around you.
"Actually, I've got a little surprise for you two! It may be a bit of a challenge, but if you can figure it out, there's a reward that should help the two of you in your pranking goals."
Scar nearly purrs as he stalks closer.
"How fascinating. And what is this challenge?"
"It's a scavenger hunt!" you say with a smile, "I've hidden three Dream Shards in the area around here. If you can find them all, you'll be able to craft them into an incredible pranking tool!"
Scar and Mother Gothel exchange a nod and then immediately launch into the hunt. Scar quickly emerges from some bushes with one shard in his mouth and Mother Gothel easily finds one in the crook of a tree.
"Great job," you say, "just one left to find!"
The pair return to the search, but you can tell that they are quickly becoming frustrated. You try to keep a neutral face as they bicker - after all, it wouldn't do for them to figure out that you've only hidden two Dream Shards!
"We should have found it by now!" snarls Scar as his claws shred foliage.
"Oh behave, kitten," drawls Mother Gothel as she rummages through an animal's burrow. "Can't you sniff it out or something?"
"If you had any knowledge at all, you'd know that Dream Shards have no smell!" comes the angry reply.
You grin and begin to tiptoe away, a chorus of squabbling villains slowly getting quieter behind you...
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The pair exchange a glance and draw closer.
"It's, well...I've been thinking. What if something happens and I get locked out of Dreamlight Valley again? We need to have someone ready to defend the Valley should any catastrophe occur. I've been thinking that I need to name an official heir, and I think it should be one of you two."
Scar nearly begins to purr and Mother Gothel puts on a concerned look that only barely diguises her greed.
"The thing is," you continue, "I'm still not sure who I should pick. I think you two should discuss it and decide who's more worthy of being the Dreamlight Ruler."
"Of course it should be me," says Scar, raising a paw to his tawny chest. "I am from a great line of kings and am quite familiar with what it takes to rule over others."
"Don't be ridiculous!" says Mother Gothel, stepping forwards. "Obviously, you need someone brilliant, someone adept at convincing others to follow their lead. I'm clearly the better candidate!"
Scar snarls, looking like he's about to pounce! "We all know how you treated Rapunzel," he says with disdain. "Is that how you would treat the other Villagers?!"
"Ugh," replies Mother Gothel, waving away Scar's point. "Can you imagine how wretched that poor girl would have become without me? I made her everything she is today. Besides, if we left the Valley in your paws, it would be a wasteland in no time!"
You grin and begin to tiptoe away, a chorus of squabbling villains slowly getting quieter behind you...
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As you continue on your way, you almost crash into what you are pretty sure is supposed to be Ursula… but built out of snow and bits and bobs from around the Valley. Sensing this was Olaf’s attempt at giving someone a good scare, you decide you can’t have Ursula stumbling upon it and unleashing her own pranks on the Valley… or adding Olaf to her “garden”.
You rearrange the sculpture to resemble Maui, pocketing some of the materials. Best case, Maui loves it! Worst case, he complains Olaf didn’t capture his true impressiveness in snow form.
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As you return to the Plaza, you see that all the Villagers have gathered and are hotly discussing something! Merlin, Sulley and Vanellope seem to be at the center of things. What's happening? You walk in closer...
"They hid my microplane!" shouts Remy angrily, pointing a tiny finger at Vanellope and Sulley.
"And they replaced my trivia book with a book of INCORRECT trivia," bemoans Olaf.
You reach the group and sidle into the mass of people.
"Hey, what's going on here?" you ask.
"It's Vanellope and Sulley," says Elsa with a frown. "Their pranks have been a bit extreme. One of my ice sculptures is...actually, I'd rather not say."
You shoot a glance at Vanellope and Sulley who seem both confused and alarmed.
"Sulley, Vanelope, did you actually pull off those pranks? I thought..."
"No way!" says Vanellope with an angry stamp of her foot. "The whole point of our prank was that we weren't doing the pranks for real!"
"Then what happened to my microplane?!" shouts Remy.
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In the mess of voices, you begin to hear a low chuckle. You peer through the crowd and to your surprise find that Merlin has been quietly laughing this whole time!
"Merlin?" you say, drawing closer, "What's going on? Do you know anything about this?"
"It's my finest work, yet!" he crows, hopping from one leg to another in joy. "An incredible experimentation with Dreamlight magic for a wonderful cause - foolishness!"
"What...what did you do?"
"Oh, it's simple," he continues with a knowing wink. "Though it did require magic involving multiple alternate dimensions...I made all of Sulley and Vanellope's pranks real!"
You can't help but laugh - the prankers trying to trick people by not actually pranking ended up pulling pranks without their knowledge!
Vanellope laughs and walks closer to Merlin.
“Nice one, beardy! I can't even complain about it - you really got us!”
"Oh yes," says Merlin with a chuckle, "I certainly had my work cut out for me trying to figure out your plans."
Merlin turns to you with a mischievous look in his eyes.
"And well, perhaps this all deserves one last prank!"
Merlin whispers another magic word and you feel Dreamlight magic dance around your mouth.
"Aohw," you say, "Tahw did uoy od? Huh, M'i gniklat driew!"
Vanellope snorts in laughter and nearly falls over.
"Hey! Your dialogue strings got corrupted! Better power-cycle!"
"Ko, yrev ynnuf Nilrem," you try to say.
With a smile, Merlin repeats the same magic word backwards and you feel yourself return to normal.
"Alright, alright," you say, “I guess that's fair for trying to trick you.”
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"Hiya, pals!" says Mickey, approaching you with a wave. "Now that the mystery of Vanellope and Sulley's pranks has been cleared up, we thought we'd discuss who had the best Foolishness of the day!"
Daisy steps forwards and though she shoots you a little glare, it quickly turns into a smile.
"As the first person to be pranked," she says, “I'm quite happy to announce that you have reached the peak of Foolishness today! But what kind of Foolishness? Did you follow the classic line of pranks, or like Vanellope and Sulley, did you try to turn over a new leaf of Foolishness? I've been canvassing the Valley and interviewing everyone I found.”
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"Based on my interviews," Daisy continues, “I'd say you've unveiled a new path to Foolishness - the Experimental Pranker! A reward for you will be arriving shortly...”
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A reward? That's an unexpected surprise! You smile and wait as the Villagers start to line up. First up is Daisy who hands you a furniture pouch.
"I had to think quite a while to decide on the perfect gift for the perfect prankster, but I think I've got it. This is for you!"
You thank Daisy and take the pouch, opening it up to see Dreamlight magic swirl and manifest...an L-shaped couch!
"Oh...thank you Daisy, it's lovely."
Daisy smiles and steps aside. Next up is Anna.
"I've got something for you too! It's not a sandwich, but it's just as good!"
You receive another furniture pouch and open it to find...another L-shaped couch. You grin as the Villagers begin to titter. Next up is EVE.
"Directive!" she says, handing over a third pouch, which predictably, contains another L-shaped couch. You groan as Villager after Villager comes forward to hand you a pouch containing yet another L-shaped couch. Before long, the Plaza is crowded with couches and you begin to think of an idea...
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"Wow!" you say, faking enthusiasm. "You know, I wasn't sure about this at first, but seeing all these couches together, I'm coming around!"
You see some worried glances exchanged between the Villagers.
"You know what?" you continue, "I think the Valley is due for a bit of a makeover."
"A makeover?" asks Goofy nervously. "What do ya mean?"
You crack your knuckles, miming like you're warming yourself up for a heroic feat of Dreamlight redecoration magic.
"We have so many different types of furniture here - chairs, beds, tables, and so much more. But...they're all lacking compared to the beauty that is the L-shaped couch. When I'm done, the L-shaped couch will be the only piece of furniture allowed in Dreamlight Valley!"
The response is explosive - everyone begins to talk at once, confessing to the prank and talking about their favorite piece of non-couch furniture. After a moment, you hold up your hands for silence and the cacophony dies down."
"Relax, everyone, I'm just joking!"
Merlin laughs and steps forward.
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As the parade of couch gifts finishes up, you hold your hands up for silence from the giggling Villagers.
"Thank you, everyone, for these lovely gifts! I think I know just what to do with them!"
From in the crowd, you hear Woody ask, "Are ya gonna put 'em all in your house?" And the giggles start up again in response.
You smile and wait for the chaos to calm down and then raise your arms once more, marshalling Dreamlight magic.
As one, the dozens of couches rise into the air! The Villagers gasp as they revolve around them before finally settling down into a vast maze! It reminds you somewhat of a hedge maze, but made of upholstered furniture instead.
"Buzz? Where'd you go?" you hear Woody call.
"Over here! Stay where you are, Sheriff! I'll find you!"
You laugh as the confused calls turn into delighted joking as the Villagers move through the maze, meeting each other and slowly spilling out to the exit where you wait, lounging on the last L-shaped couch that remains outside the maze. Merlin exits first, chuckling.
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"Based on my interviews," Daisy continues, “I'd say you've reached the peak of Classic Foolishness! Your crown will be here shortly....”
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"My crown," you say in disbelief, "Really?"
Daisy just nods and motions into the distance, where you can see something moving...
You squint your eyes, but you can't really make it out yet. You look around you and all the Villagers seem to be waiting with bated breath. With a confused frown, you turn back to the approaching figure.
It seems to be about waist high and purple, covered in strange curling vines. It seems to have trouble walking, and at the bottom, it seems to be white and fluffy.
"Oooooo," says the figure as it draw closer, "I am a Night Thorn, beware! In fact, I'm much worse than the other Night Thorns as I have grown legs and can walk around!"
You restrain a snort of laughter and turn to the other Villagers, but they have all begun to react as well.
"Oh no, a Night Thorn!"
"Huh, what's happening to my memories? They're slipping away!"
"What's my name? I've forgotten it! Wait, what's your name?!"
You smile at the overacting Villagers. It's also painfully clear that this is Olaf, bundled into a hastily constructed Night Thorn costume. Still, maybe this is an opportunity for one last prank...
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You drop your smile and try to put on your best blank face. You look around at the different Villagers with a bemused expression. You walk up to Kristoff.
"Uhh, hello," you say, trying your best to sound confused, "I was wondering if you could help me. I...I'm not sure how I got here."
Kristoff's eyes narrow for a moment in suspicion, but clearly your acting skills are a cut above the Villagers as he quickly begins to look worried.
"You, you don't remember?" he asks.
You shake your head in response. "No, it's the strangest thing. And...I...I can't seem to remember my name either!"
Kristoff begins to look panicked and turns to the other Villagers.
"Um, folks? I think we have a problem..."
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You walk over to Merlin next and hold a hand out to shake.
"Hello! You seem familar, like maybe I saw you in a dream once? But a dream I had a long long time ago."
"No, no, no! It can't be!" mutters Merlin, looking back and forth between you and the Thorny Olaf. "Olaf, what did you put in that costume? It's not made of real Night Thorns is it?"
"No! I'd never do that!" says Olaf, beginning to look worried. He shows off how the costume is made of construction paper, taking the head-piece off.
Olaf is almost on the verge of tears out of concern for you, so you decide to reveal the joke.
"Wait, my memories! They're all flooding back to me!"
Olaf almost sags in relief, laughing, the other Villagers begin to help him out of his costume.
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"Don't worry, everyone!" you say, adopting a heroic posture. "I'll take care of this pesky Night Thorn!"
You hear some suppressed giggles behind you, but you walk towards the "Night Thorn" and raise your arms, letting Dreamlight magic cascade down on it.
Predictably, nothing happens.
"Err, let me try again there," you say to more badly suppressed giggles. Dreamlight magic again flows out over the disguised Olaf. Again, nothing happens.
You heavy a dramatic sigh, letting your head hang down.
"I'm so sorry," you say, turning to face the mass of Villagers. "I've failed you all, and clearly Dreamlight magic has failed me. I don't know what went wrong, but I can't ignore the facts - I'm no longer worthy to be here."
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A dramatic collective gasp answers you. You suppress a grin and carry on.
"I must step down as Ruler. I will surrender my Royal Tools to Merlin and then leave Dreamlight Valley forever."
"No wait!"
You look down to see that Olaf has torn off the costume and is rushing towards you.
"It was just a joke! Don't leave!"
You laugh and bend down to give Olaf a hug.
"Don't worry Olaf, I'm not going anywhere. I just saw through the prank and thought I'd have some fun."
Merlin laughs and steps forward, patting Olaf on the shoulder as well.
"Well, that's what we get for trying to prank the best prankster in the Village!"
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And with the Foolishness concluded, you begin to feel tiredness overtake you. You head back to your house to resume your pleasant nap from before, possibly to dream of what Foolishness awaits you next year...
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