As the prince’s lips touched the sleeping girl’s, he felt his own eyelids heavy. With a sob-like breath that wrenched his body and pulled at his lungs sharply, the dwarves watched as he too crumbled to the grassy floor.

“Oh dear,” Dopey told himself. And for once, the stupid little man was right, thought Grumpy as he looked upon the dreadful sight.

The prince’s face was a glassy, milk-white such as that of Snow’s and his lips that before brushed the sleeping woman’s now where chapped and faded.

“Oh!” said Sleepy, then he mumbled into Bashful’s ear, who looked bashful at the secret plan.

“Ooh, I don’t know, Sleepy...” But his companion was already snoring. So Bashful took a deep breath and waddled up to Snow White’s sleeping figure- looking sheepish in the spotlight.

The silly bearded fella then decided to kiss the woman in question. Grumpy felt almost faint in response. Why were his brothers so downright stupid, he yelled in his head- turning an angry colour.

As if in reply to his private scream, Bashful sucked in a breath and collapsed on top of the Prince.

Sleepy, who had woken up in time to see the previous turn of events, moaned in grief. He had just put to sleep his own brother!

The man crawled over and clutched his hand- but the contact made him sway and close his eyes.

“What a pickle!” exclaimed Happy, causing Grumpy to stare in dumbstruck and despise. “But don’t worry, guys! I have an idea- we could just shake their shoulders or something to wake them up!”

Grumpy scoffed. “As much as I long to splash ten seas on their faces, Sleepy didn’t succeed much, did he?”

But Dopey was already on the case, rushing up to his pal Sleepy to shake his shoulders then fall very asleep.

“Oh well done, Happy!” said Grumpy.

Grumpy did not know what happened in those next few seconds but he did know two things: only him and Happy (of all people!) were left and that he was very, very angry.