Author Notes - "Plus, never got to pitch ep where Sneezy gets cured sending the 7D into choas (sic) - 'The Cure is Worse Than the 7D's" - Damon Murphy

One thing that always interests me is reading about 'What Could Have Been'. You know, the stuff that could've been but wasn't. Inside Out is a great example of this.

When the show was coming to a close, one of people behind the show mentioned he never got to pitch an episode titled 'The Cure is Worse Than the 7Ds'. I've quoted the tweet above. As far as I'm aware, he didn't go into detail of what said 'chaos' was. So, I used my imaaaginaaation and thought about it.

Then I came up with an idea I thought was so genius that I wished the episode did get pitched.

It helps that Sneezy is quite possibly my second favourite on the show, second only to Bashful. So, I wrote this.

This story takes place before 'A Sneeze in Time', but after everything else. I say this cos Hildy explicitly states that the evil geese were her final spell. Wow did this show get weird.

I don't know if anyone's reading 7D fanfics long after the show ended, but if you are... hi there! And heigh-story-ho!

CHAPTER ONE - FLOWER POWER

It was your typical day in the kingdom in Jollywood. The day was bright and sunny, the kingdom was bustling, and the citizens were screaming in utter terror as they were attacked for what seemed like the fourth time in the past week.

The attacks had been particularly harsh and common as of late.

Today, well...

'There are vines EVERYWHERE!' The panicky advisor screamed, his voice several octaves higher than usual.

Long root-like vines spread throughout the kingdom, slithering into the houses like a curious snake in a gun testing ground (cos Swiss cheese is cliché). People ran out screaming as one vine snuck its way into the café, swiping up all the coffee and biscuits for itself.

'Run away!'

'That was MY iced tea!'

One curious branch of the infestation crept up the stairs of a mostly vacant house. It crawled across the floor, and through the gap in a door. Steam and off-key singing filled the room. The vine peered through the shower curtains, to the woman washing herself.

The woman noticed the vine watching her, and gave it a smile and a nice pose.

'Like what you see?' She asked, fluttering her eyes.

The vine flinched, and fled from the house in an instant.

An infestation of such magnitude could only be caused by one of two things. Either the farmer dwarf forgot to clean away the weeds from her crops again, or - as it always was - a certain couple was bent on taking over and activated plan number sixty-seven.

The man and woman soared through the air on their witch's brooms - or witch's mop in the man's case - laughing evilly as they zapped their wands at the vines, making them grow faster and longer.

'Oh wild vines, grow strong and fast,' The woman chanted. 'To make sure that Queenie's reign will not last!'

'Yeah, what she said!' The man added.

The identity of this couple need not remain a secret, for it is obvious who they were. Only Hildy and Grim would attempt a scheme so dastardly and strange.

Key word, of course, being 'attempt'.

Hildy could hardly believe it. Of course, her plans always worked - at first at least - but this plan was working especially well. Those who weren't fleeing for their lives out of the kingdom got caught up by the vines, completely unable to do anything.

But the best part? That wasn't even the end of their brilliant plan.

'Now vines so strong and full of-!'

'Ooh ooh ooh!' Her husband said as he flew up to her. 'Can I do this part?'

To both his request and his interrupting her spell, she rolled her eyes and groaned.

'Remember what happened last time I let you finish a spell?'

'Yeeeaaah-no.'

'We were supposed to reduce the castle walls to dust, but you ended up destroying our house... again.'

'Oh yeah!'

After giving him 'the look', she twirled her wand around to launch the spell and continue from that little pointless moment.

'Pwease, Hildy-Wildy... pwease?'

She sighed. The guy was already cute as was, but the moment he pulled out the baby-talk and the big twinkling eyes he was irresistible.

'Fine. But if you screw this up, you'll be turned into a frog, intentionally this time. And I am not kissing you.'

'Okay!'

He twirled his wand around - that sounds wrong - and recited the chant his wife was supposed to say.

'Now vines so strong and full of power, make 'em stiff with paralysing flowers!'

Surprisingly, part two of the plan went without a hitch, as flowers the size of the dwarfs themselves sprouted throughout the long green plants.

It wasn't just the kingdom below being overrun by the aggressive greenery. It had gone up the hill, and concealed the castle in its powerful web. There wasn't a castle, moreso vines in the shape of a castle. The icky lime green looked good.

Hildy waited...

And there it was. The Bing Bong Bell. The Queenie's only thought any time anything went even slightly wrong. With the Bing Bong Bell, came the 7D. And with the 7D, came either a plan crumbling away, or even more satisfaction.

'Grim, you stay here and round-up the rest of this quaint little village. I'm going to take care of those 7D.'

'Aw, how come you get to go after them?'

'Because I said so. GO!'

The flower plant wormed its way through the castle windows and doors, meeting together in the throne room, creating a clustercuss of flora.

'I think the plant is getting a little out of control.' The queen said nonchalantly, giving the greatest understatement in a while.

She could speak so calmly as she sat with no current issues on her throne. The ones around her, on the other hand...

'Somebody, STOP THE VINES!' Her advisor yelled, not being of any use to anyone as he ran around in circles.

While Starchy panicked about, useless to the current situation, the ones who the queen called in to help in the first place were finding themselves fighting a losing battle.

'What's our plan again, Smartest Guy in Jollywood?' Grumpy demanded, the plant having grabbed him by the ankles and now dragging him across the floor.

Doc peered close at the vine around his body with a magnifying glass from his hat. 'Hm... seems to be a Cissus septem... oh, but it's a few shades too dark.'

Happy danced on the spot, dodging each branch that tried to grab him. As usual, he was just a bit too happy with the situation.

He got an idea, and pulled his guitar out of thin freaking air. 'I know! I can play some soothing music to calm the vines down.'

'How the CHEESE BALLS would that work?!'

'You got any better ideas? Besides, it'll relax our nerves!'

Grumpy mentally disagreed; the music would certainly not calm his nerves. He would disagree verbally, but one vine wrapped itself around his mouth.

Happy strummed up a few warm-up notes, before one particularly annoyed string of the plant snatched the guitar out of his hands and smashed it into several pieces on the floor.

The vines were beginning to grow on Grumpy, figuratively and literally.

'So you don't like guitars? If you give me a moment I can pick up my pipe organ from home.'

Grumpy could only hope they went for the neck next.

Bashful blended into all of the green, vanishing from sight. No one would think he was there, if it wasn't for his girly shrieking. Good for him though, the vines missed him. Still, the clustercuss overwhelmed him.

Dopey focused more on rescuing a family of mice and getting them to safety than saving his friends.

Meanwhile, Sleepy settled on a leafy hammock the plant created, sleeping right through the chaos.

'Ooh, you're quite a strong plant, aren't you?' Queen Delightful said, as she was lifted into the air.

Sneezy leapt into action, onto the throne with a fist pointed at the vine lifting their queen up.

'Let her go you, uh, big plant! I'll-'

He found himself cut short by the big plant apparently having heard his comment, as it sprouted a giant yellow flower the size of him that instantly opened up. For obvious reasons, he backed away from the blossom.

There was not just one flower, as tons of them bloomed across the greenery.

'Ooh!' Queen D exclaimed, as oblivious as ever. 'I like these flowers!'

Everything came to a slight stand-still for a moment, as Hildy perched herself in a window to watch the fun unfold.

'Uh, D-Doc...' Bashful stammered from wherever he was. 'W-What's with the flowers?'

Doc gasped, finally on track. 'Of course, I should've known. These flowers can only belong to Toxicodendron impediendum!'

A few moments of awkward silence...

'Which is...' Grumpy said.

'More commonly known as the Paralysing Posey! They-'

He had no time to explain, as one of the flowers coughed up a cloud of pollen onto Grumpy. Before he could even complain about it, he fell to the floor paralysed stiff.

Bashful screamed, and dived for cover. Unfortunately, he leapt before he looked, and jumped right into another pollen cloud. He couldn't move or make a sound, but his pupils shrunk.

'Jus. Ged. HA-EE!' Grumpy struggled to say.

'No need to panic, fellas.' Doc said. 'Paralysis caused by Toxicodendron impediendum can easily be cured by-'

The Toxicodendron impediendum must've had some level of awareness, because it paralysed him before he could even start to explain the cure.

Hildy was just about ready to cackle in glee, but still she waited, making sure all of those 7D were powerless before advancing.

Sleepy fell to the floor with a rather loud THUD.

'Oh no, it's got Sleepy too!' Sneezy yelled.

'Wait, no, he's fine. Just asleep!' Happy said.

The woman savoured the wonderful moment of her plan working perfe-

'Hey Hildy!'

Grim flew up to her and spoke so suddenly, she jumped and nearly dropped her wand.

'What?!'

'I rounded up the Jollywoodians like you told me to! What now? Ooh, have you got the 7D yet?'

The sacrifices of marriage may have been worth putting up with, but boy did the disadvantages become obvious sometimes.

'No. Not yet.'

...

'Can we takeover now?'

'WOULD YOU BE QUIET?!'

Sleepy managed to open his eyes very, very slowly at the sound of the yelling. Amongst the green blurs, he saw something pink and blue. As his vision sharpened, he recognised their pale faces.

'It's the Glo-!' A pollen cloud cut him short.

Fortunately, he managed to say just enough.

'The Glooms? I should've known.' Sneezy said, for a moment forgetting about the queen. 'How else would these vines-?'

*THUD*

The borderline wooden body of the queen dropped to the floor, little yellow clouds still lingering around her. Her big crown rolled dramatically into the middle of the room.

'Oh no! Queen Deli... De...'

In his distress, Sneezy overlooked the little bits of pollen.

Hildy saw the lovely crown up the taking, figured that four out of seven was enough, and flew in. She swiped the crown up, and let everyone in the room who still could bask in all her 'queenly' glory.

'With your little queenie out of commission, I'll be taking over now!'

She cackled, a fantastic evil laugh ruined by her husband trying and failing to join in.

'So... as your first act as queen,' Happy said, perhaps a little too optimistic. 'Could you help us get rid of the vines and un-paralyse my friends, please?'

Unsurprisingly, she didn't comply, and instead gave him a look that screamed 'you are such an idiot'. To the joy of Grumpy, a flower quickly ended Happy's attempts of talking it out.

'Thank 'ou!'

'Besides,' The witch continued. 'Only my wand could possibly fix this.'

In the moment of silence that roughly translated to 'wow, you're stupid', the realisation of what she just did came over her, and she promptly bashed her own face with her wand.

'Was telling them how to beat us part of the plan?'

'SHUT UP, GRIM!'

'Will do!'

She shoved that little hiccup aside, and went on and on about how her plan was otherwise perfect and how everyone now had to obey her, getting so boring and repetitive it's best if it's not repeated.

Sneezy tried to contain the inevitable blast, but the lingering pollen was doing its work.

'Ah... ahhh...'

'And unless you get your little hands on my wand,' She continued to gloat. 'You'll never beat-'

'AAHHH-CHOOO!'

Like everyone around him, the kid had his name for a very good reason.

His sneeze knocked him off his feet, and launched Hildy from her broom. The crown clunked on the floor, and the wand fell... right into the hands of Dopey, who whistled a triumphant tune.

'Good catch, Dope-ster!' Sneezy cheered.

Hildy got to her feet, and growled at the oddball dwarf. She refused to be beaten by someone whose name was literally DOPEY.

Sneezy went to defend his friend, but the pollen didn't relent. The wave of sniffles hit him. It wasn't enough to paralyse him at least, but still he hated this sensation.

'Give that back to me, you derpy-!'

'AHHH-CHOO!'

This time, Hildy was sent flying into the wall, leaving Dopey untouched. Before she could get back into action, she got showered with the paralysing pollen, and fell to the ground with a muffled scream.

'G'im! The unpa'alyse s'ell!'

Dopey enjoyed himself, whistling happily and waving the wand about. Either he completely forgot about everything that was going on, or he simple saw an opportunity to have fun.

'Dopey!' Sneezy called. 'Try to undo the para-ra-ra... AH-CHOO!' He threw himself into a wall. 'Undo the paralysis!'

While the sneezy dwarf did his thing in the corner, Dopey waved the magical stick around. He whistled out a chant, and while this is purely guessing, it probably translated to:

'To this green infestation, let's put an end. Undo the paralysis on all of my friends!'

Pinkish magic shot out from the wand and at his friends. One by one, the stiffness in their bodies wore off and they gasped for air. First Doc, then Bashful, Happy, Sleepy, Queen D, and of course Grumpy last.

'First to be got and last to be helped... of course.' He remarked.

Swarms of magic squeezed through the castle walls and undid the pollen's effects on all of the citizens. Dopey handed the crown back to the queen, who was getting her stiff muscles into motion again.

'Now I know how Pinochle feels...'

'That's Pinocchio you... never mind.'

Dopey wasn't done yet. The gloomy couple were forced to watch as he spun the wand in the air and whistled another chant. The vines retreated on his command, getting shorter and shorter until they all met right where they started growing, now small enough to be dug up and made into a house plant, if one was insane enough.

All that remained of the infestation were specks of pollen, floating around everywhere but hardly enough to cause any paralysis.

'HORRAY!' Most of them cheered.

Starchbottom returned to the scene, still screaming his head off. Upon seeing the flora all gone, he slowly calmed down. It didn't stop the looks.

'So the big scary plant is gone now?' He regained his composure, trying to act like he didn't just spend the last eleven minutes as a panicky mess. 'I knew we could take down that big plant thing if we remained calm.'

He was swiftly ignored.

The Glooms swooped by, hitching a ride on the magical flying mop, and the woman snatched her wand back.

'Look who's laughing now!'

'Us. Ha ha!'

'Just... just stop talking. Please.'

The dwarfs got themselves ready for any attack, except for Sneezy. He had hoped that when the flowers went away, his nose would stop going nuts, but it would not stop twitching.

'Gya-ha...!'

Why would it stop? Spring had just arrived once again and allergy season was going strong.

'Ahh... ahhhh...'

'What can you gremlins possibly do when we have all the power?'

The five stood their ground, ready to defend their queen from any possible spell. Wait, five? Yes, while Sneezy was having a bad time in the corner, Bashful went into hiding, horrified of their magical potential.

The shy dwarf wanted to help his friends and defend his queen. Of course he did, but the paralysis was strong in his mind. The mere of thought of being stiff and unable to do anything but watch the world go by was enough to scare him into submission.

Meanwhile, Sneezy was preparing a big one.

'Aaahhhh...'

You probably know exactly where this is going. There was only one way it could go.

'AHHH-CHOOOOOO!'

With that explosion, the Glooms were blasted right through the castle walls, leaving a large hole that they'd be paying for. They screamed like wild cats as they soared through the sky, vanishing with a twinkle.

Happy waved as they left. 'Bye-bye!'

'And good riddance!' Grumpy yelled.

'And look at our new window!' Queen D said. 'I can see the enchanted forest from here.'

'Y-Yeah, we did it...' Bashful muttered, a fake smile on his face.

The shy one emerged from his hiding spot, trying to look as though he had fought beside the others, when in reality he felt absolutely awful.

'And we couldn't have done it without-' Doc began.

The leader wanted to thank the dwarf who helped save the day, but he instead placed everyone's attention on the guy by himself, who was having grave difficulty coping with the otherwise harmless traces of the pollen in the air.

'Are you alright there, Sneezy?' Happy asked.

'Aah... AH-CHOO!'

'I'm gonna say... no.' Grumpy said, almost intentionally not helping.

The kid couldn't even stand, stuck in the middle of a terrible sneezing fit. Normally, the sight would be a cue to panic, since it was typically followed by someone getting launched or something collapsing on itself.

He was quite the walking disaster area, especially at Spring.

'I-I-I think the p-p-p - AHH-CHOO! - the pollen is getting to me! I ne-need to- AHHH-CHOOO!'

Now, however, he looked more like a poor little child. He tried to breathe, but every breath was taken away.

'Winkers!' Sleepy exclaimed. 'He won't stop.'

Doc tried to figure out just what was going on. It wasn't atypical for something like this to happen, especially during Spring, but he was inside, away from all the flowers and animals.

'I-Is he okay?' Bashful asked.

The same inside filled with leftover pollen and housing a fluffy dog currently shedding his Winter coat all over the place.

And if the incident with the Big Bad Wolf taught them anything, it was that being inside sometimes wasn't enough to stop him from throwing their house up into the air, and making them spend days fixing everything up.

'I gotta...gotta... HAA-CHOOO!'

This one was a strong one, and not just a weak cry for help.

'WAAAAAAA-'

Starchy was caught up in it.

*SMASH*

And it sent him through the wall, creating another hole.

'-AAAAAH!'

*SPLASH*

And straight into the moat.

'Lord Starchbottom!' Queen D said. 'This isn't the time for a swim.'

The 6D hadn't never seen their second-youngest member in such a state. With a sneezing fit like that, he would either destroy the whole castle or faint very soon.

'W-Why... AH-CHOO! ... won't it... AHH-CHOOO! ... stop?! Ah... ahhh... AHHH-CHOOOOO!'

Doc knew what they had to do. 'Sorry your majesty,' He said. 'But we'll have to get Sneezy home. With all the Toxicodendron impediendum pollen floating around, not to mention all of Sir Yipsalot's fur...'

As if to demonstrate his point, the titular white doggy had a good scratch, throwing more of his fur around. While Queen D was very often oblivious to anything of concern, judging by her look of worry she seemed to understand how bad it was.

'This isn't a good place for him to be. He'll be a lot better at home.'

She smiled. 'Of course you can take him home! Take the whole night off if you want. I'm sure Lord Starchbottom will help me clean up.'

You could hear the frustrated groan of despair coming from the moat.

Author Notes - Aaand there's the set-up. Long vines growing flowers that spread paralysing pollen. Cos. It was important I established: a, a motivation for Sneezy to get cured, and b, the personalities of everyone now. Why? No reason...

I love the Glooms, mostly because they're basically Jessie and James from Pokémon but married. The two don't fit into the story all too much, so I at least gave them a big part in the very beginning.

Something kinda funny is that when I started writing this, likely due to it being the start of Spring here, I got a lot of hay fever pill ads on YouTube. I always responded with something like 'I get it, I have a story to write'.