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Inside the sunny throne room, Sleeping Beauty lounges on a velvet chaise, mid-yawn, waving a golden wand, while John Jr stands beside her, reaching up with a worried face; stained-glass windows cast warm afternoon colors.
Princess Beauty, with hair so long and blonde, Would yawn and yawn, then wave her sleepy wand. A brainchip in her head, oh what a sneaky thing, Kept whisking her off to dreamland on a magic swing. Her eyes would flutter, and soon she’d snore, Even if there were games or treats in store. Everyone whispered, "Oh, she’s such a snooze!" But little John Jr didn’t want to lose. He missed his friend and wished she’d wake, For fun and giggles and a yummy cake.
Soft candlelight fills the ornate royal bedroom as Sleeping Beauty lies motionless on a canopied bed; John Jr, tiptoeing atop a plush ottoman, gently wiggles her finger, his round face hopeful, while velvet drapes sway in a faint breeze.
John Jr, small but oh so bold, Tiptoed to Sleeping Beauty’s side, strong and cold. He wiggled her finger and gently said, "Please wake up! Let's play instead!" But the sleeping Beauty just did not stir, The magic computer still holding her. He squinted his eyes and gave a cheer, "I’ll fix this chip, never fear!" With baby determination, he started to plan, To save his princess, his biggest fan.
Beneath the dim royal bed, John Jr crawls on a patterned rug clutching his teddy, Fred, and discovers a silver computer inside a box tied with a shiny red bow; blinking buttons cast colorful reflections on his amazed face.
John Jr crawled beneath the royal bed, Searching for secrets with his teddy, Fred. He found a computer, whirring so low, Hidden in a box with a shiny red bow. The buttons blinked in colors bright, He giggled with glee at the blinking light. "If I press this here, and turn that there, Beauty might wake with a stretch and a stare!" He bravely babbled, "This chip’s got to go!"
In the softly lit bedroom, John Jr kneels beside the exposed computer box at the foot of the bed, pressing glowing buttons with determined eyes, while Sleeping Beauty lies above amid billowing silk sheets; green lights tint the midnight shadows.
Sleeping Beauty drifted in magical sleep, Dreaming of castles and jumping sheep. John Jr’s words floated by in a song, "Please wake up, it won’t be long!" She giggled in dreams and twirled around, While computer beeps made silly sounds. With every push, John Jr neared the end, Trying to reach his very best friend. "Wake up, Beauty!" he said with a clap, Determined to spring her from the nap.
Morning sunlight streams through tall windows as John Jr tugs the power plug from the blinking computer on the bedroom floor; Sleeping Beauty, seated on the bed, stretches with rosy cheeks and half-opened eyes, golden hair catching the warm light.
Beep! Boop! The computer blinked and whirred, John Jr giggled at every weird word. He pulled the plug with a matter-of-fact, Wondering what would happen next—a magic act! Beauty’s eyelids fluttered, her cheeks rosy pink, She stretched wide with barely a blink. The sneaky chip lost all its zing, Now the princess could sing and spring! John Jr cheered, "The day is won!"
In a sunlit marble corridor lined with golden columns, Sleeping Beauty lifts John Jr into a twirling spin; both laugh widely, her gown flowing and his tiny feet kicking above the polished floor, reflected light dancing across the walls.
"John Jr!" cried Beauty, "Is it really you?" "You saved me from sleeping—how brave and true!" She picked him up in a twirly spin, Both laughing with joy and silly grins. "Let’s celebrate with a dance so wild, For you, my hero, my clever child!" They leapt and twirled down the palace hall, Echoing giggles against every wall. It was hugs galore, and fun for all.
Outside in the bright castle courtyard at noon, Sleeping Beauty sings joyfully toward the sky, hands lifted, while John Jr takes an exaggerated bow beside her, chest puffed proudly; tattered dream-cloud shapes fade like mist above the stone fountain.
They stomped on bad dreams and chased them away, No more sleepy spells to ruin play. John Jr puffed up, brave and proud, His laughter ringing happy and loud. Beauty sang songs so sweet and right, Tickling clouds and chasing night. The evil brainchip was history now, Bows and giggles, John Jr took a bow. The castle was safe and trouble-free—wow!
Inside a bright playroom on a sunny afternoon, Sleeping Beauty and John Jr sit on a colorful rug, stacking wooden blocks into a miniature castle beside a melting ice-cream cone prop; sunlight pours through open windows, highlighting their shared grin.
From that day on, instead of sleep, Beauty had fun that went so deep. She played with John Jr every day, Chasing giggles all the way. They built castles out of blocks and dreams, With silly songs and ice cream streams. No sneaky brainchip could stop their cheer, For love and friendship conquered fear! "Best friends forever!" they both would say.
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