A/N: A story based off of Tim Burton's masterpiece 'Corpse Bride'. I will of coarse be editing the songs again, but it will be much simpler then what I did with the 'Nightmare Before Christmas', because there is not as many songs. And most character's personalities are totally opposite to the way they act in 'Danny Phantom'. Singing in italics.
Daniel made swift flowing movements with his paintbrush, drawing the fluttering butterfly in the jar in front of him.
After a final glance at the butterfly he closed his sketch book, set it beside his other books. He opened his window and released the stuttering creature.
The butterfly flew through town, past fish be-headers, past shops, and carriages, through windows, until finally flying out of sight.
On the Fenton doorstep Mr. and Mrs. Fenton walked proudly out of their household just as a horse drawn carriage pulled up.
Maddie: It's a beautiful day!
Jack: It's a rather nice day.
Maddie: A day for a glorious wedding!
Jack: A rehearsal my dear, to be perfectly clear.
Maddie: A rehearsal for a glorious wedding!
Jack: Assuming nothing really happens that we don't really know.
Maddie: Nothing unexpected interferes with the show!
Both: And that's why everything, every last little thing, every single tiny microscopic little thing must go… According to Plan!!
Jack: Our son will be married!
Maddie: According to Plan!
Jack: Our family carried
Both: To the heights of society!
Maddie: To the costume balls!
Jack: In the hallowed halls!
Maddie: Rubbing elbows with the finest!
Jack: Having crumpets with her highness!
Both: We'll be there we'll be seen, having tea with the queen we'll forget everything, that we've ever, ever been!
Mrs. MansonIt's a terrible day.
Mr. Manson: Oh don't be that way.
Mrs. M: It's a terrible day for a wedding.
Mr. M: It's a sad, sad state of affairs we're in.
Mrs. M: That has lead to this ominous wedding.
Mr. M: How could our family have come to this?
Both: To marry off out daughter to the new world's least.
Mrs. M: Their so common.
Mr. M: So cod!
Mrs. M: Oh it couldn't be worse!
Mr. M: Couldn't be worse? I'm an afraid I disagree; they could be land rich, bankrupt, and astrugtruty, without a penny to their names, just like you and me.
Mrs. M: Oh dear.
Both: And that's why everything, every last little thing, every single tiny microscopic little thing must go… According to Plan!
Mr. M: Our daughter will wed!
Mrs. M: According to plan!
Mr. M: Our family led.
Both: From the depths of deepest poverty.
Mrs. M: From the noble realm.
Mr. M: From our ancestry.
Both: And who would've guessed in a million years, that our daughter with a face.
Mr. M: of an otter in disgrace.
Both: Would provide our tickets to our rightful place.
Samantha: Oh Hilda, what if Daniel and I don't like each other?
Mrs. M: As if that as anything to do with marriage. Do you suppose your father and I like each other?
Samantha: Surly you must, A little?
Mr. /Mrs. M: Of coarse not!
Mrs. M: Get those corset laced properly I can hear you speak without gasping!
Mrs. M: Marriage is a partnership, a little tit for tat, you'd think a lifetime watching us, might have taught her that, might have taught her that.
Mr./Mrs. M: Everything must be perfect, everything much be perfect, everything must be perfect, perfect.
Fentons: That's why everything.
Mansons: Every last little thing.
Fentons: Every single tiny microscopic little thing must go!
Mansons/Fentons: According to Plan!!!
A/N: REVIEW YOU SILLY CHILDREN, REVIEW!!! j/k