Flannery O Connor's Alice In Wonderland

(The book opens and shows the story told here.)
Narrator:
In a far away land, long ago, lived a king and his fair queen. Many years had they longed for a child and finally their wish was granted. A daughter was born, and they called her Aurora. Yes, they named her after the dawn for she filled their lives with sunshine. Then a great holiday was proclaimed throughout the kingdom, so that all of high or low estate might pay homage to the infant princess. And our story begins on that most joyful day.
(A crowd is on its way to the castle.)
Choir:
Joyfully now to our princess we come,
Bringing gifts and all good wishes too.
We pledge our loyalty anew.
Hail to the princess Aurora!
All of her subjects adore her!
Hail to the King!
I'll put on the candles.
(the cake starts to bake itself. Everything proceeds smoothly and quickly, but then Merryweather sees the dress)
Merryweather:
Oh no, not pink. Make it blue.
(she makes it blue)
Flora:
Merryweather! Make it pink.
(she makes it pink)
Merryweather:
Blue.
(makes it blue)
Flora:
Pink.
(makes it pink)
Merryweather:
Blue.
(this time Flora stands before the dress and gets blue herself. They start fighting over the color. The camera turns to the fireplace, where blazes of color go through the chimney. We see the house from the outside, and Maleficent's pet raven, who sees the fireworks. Inside the house, the 'war' continues, until they both hit the dress at the same time, with the result that it looks like two cans of color were emptied on it.)
Flora:
Look what you've done!
Fauna:
Shh, listen!
(we hear Briar Rose humming 'once upon a dream')
Merryweather:
It's Rose!
Flora:
She's back, enough of this foolishness.
Flora:
(at the dress)
Make it pink.
(makes it pink)
Now hide, quick!
Merryweather:
Blue.
(makes it blue. Outside, Briar Rose hurries toward the house. Inside, the mop is still sweeping the
I'm not so sure my son likes your daughter!
Stefan:
Now, see here ...
Hubert:
I'm not so sure my grandchildren want You for a grandfather
Stefan:
Why, you unreasonable, pompous, blustering, old windbag!
Hubert:
Unreasonable, pompous ...
(grabs a fish and holds it like a sword)
En garde, sir!
Stefan:
I warn you, Hubert, this means war.
(uses a plate as a shield)
They start to fight, fish against plate, then abruptly break into laughter.
Hubert:
What's this all about anyway?
Stefan:
Nothing Hubert, absolutely nothing.
Hubert:
The children are bound to fall in love with each other.
Stefan:
Precisely. And as for grandchildren, I'll have the royal woodcarvers start work on the cradle tomorrow.
Hubert:
Splendid! King size, of course.
Stefan:
Certainly. To the woodcarver's guild!
(We hear an announcement outside.)
Announcer:
His royal highness, Prince Phillip
Hubert:
Phillip?
(runs downward to meet him)
Before the castle. Phillip arrives on his horse.
Hubert:
Phillip! Phillip! Phillip, hold, Phillip!
(Phillip holds, Hubert runs to him)
Hurry, boy, hurry, and change in something suitable.
Can't meet your future bride looking like