Isn't Little Miss Trouble Kind




 * [The scene starts with Little Miss Trouble and Mr. Mischief in the car driving along a road with puddles.]
 * Narrator: Little Miss Trouble is out for a drive with Mr. Mischief in his car. It had just stopped raining.
 * [Mr. Dizzy arrives at the scene walking along the pavement.]
 * Mr. Mischief: [Giggles] My dear Little Miss Trouble, shall we drive through a puddle and splash Mr. Dizzy?
 * Little Miss Trouble: [Happily] No. Don't do that. I decided to be kind today. Pull over next to Mr. Dizzy. I have some chocolates for him.
 * Mr. Mischief: With mustard filling?
 * [As Mr. Dizzy arrives next to the car, Mr. Mischief honks his horn and stops by.]
 * Little Miss Trouble: Hello, Mr. Dizzy. [Offers him a chocolate box] Would you care for a chocolate?
 * Mr. Dizzy: Uh, no thank you, Little Miss Trouble. [Pushes the box] I've been told that you aren't a kind person.
 * Little Miss Trouble: [Angrily] Now who told you that?!
 * Mr. Dizzy: I am not a telltale, and I promised Mr. Stamp that I wouldn't repeat what Mr. Greedy and Little Miss Splendid have said to him.
 * Little Miss Trouble: [Angrily] Go ahead and splash him!
 * [Mr. Mischief drives off, splashing Mr. Dizzy]
 * Narrator: Little Miss Trouble is very annoyed. Poor Mr. Stamp. Poor Mr. Greedy. Poor Little Miss Splendid! They don't know what's in store for them.


 * [In Mr. Mischief's house, he and Little Miss Trouble organise a group of delivery boxes.]
 * Little Miss Trouble: Haha! These are what I call real presents! [Laughs]
 * Mr. Mischief: [Picks up the phone] Hello? The post office? Is that you Mr. Stamp? [Giggles] Little Miss Trouble has some presents to deliver. [Giggles again] Could you drop by? [Puts the phone down]
 * [Mr. Stamp rings the doorbell.]
 * Little Miss Trouble: Here is our first teacup.
 * [The door opens. She answers while holding a teapot.]
 * Little Miss Trouble: Do come in, Mr. Stamp.
 * [A water bucket falls and lands upside-down on his head, soaking him. With his hands in the air, he wanders round the room.]
 * Mr. Stamp: Where am I?
 * [He recklessly sits on a chair next to Mr. Mischief.]
 * Mr. Mischief: [Laughing] Mr. Stamp. You really are very unlucky. [Takes the bucket off his head and steals his hat and bag.] Little Miss Trouble and I will go and deliver the parcels while you dry off.
 * [He takes a box off the table. Both him and Little Miss Trouble go outside to deliver it.]


 * [At Mr. Greedy's house, Mr. Greedy hears the doorbell.]
 * Mr. Greedy: [Annoyed] Who dares bother me at tea time?!
 * [Furious, he answers the door. Mr. Mischief delivers a box to him.]
 * Mr. Mischief: A present for you, Mr. Greedy.
 * [Now excited. Mr Greedy rushes back to the table and opens the box. The naughty duo start giggling. The box reveals a cake and a tart.]
 * Mr. Greedy: [Eating the tart] Mmm... Wonderful. Ooh... great. Ooh, good. Just due for a dessert.
 * [He eats the cake with one mouthful. Suddenly, he turns red and screams, breathing out fire. With alarm bells ringing in the background, he hurries over to the goldfish bowl and drinks all the water from it to cool down. Still shaking, his body turns back to his normal colour.]
 * Little Miss Trouble: So maybe I'm not a kind person, but I do make a lovely hot pepper tart.
 * [She and Mr. Mischief laugh again.]


 * [At Little Miss Splendid's house, Little Miss Splendid look at herself in the mirror, speaking to it.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: Mirror, mirror, on the wall. [Knocking is heard] Excuse me.
 * Mr. Mischief: A present for you, Little Miss Splendid.
 * Little Miss Splendid: [Taking the box] Yet another admirer. Thank you, my good man.
 * [The door closes. Mr. Mischief walks off, while Litle Miss Splendid opens the box and finds out what's inside.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: Oh. What a lovely mirror!
 * [She looks in the mirror and sees a distorted reflection of herself.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: [Annoyed] Oh! [Drops the mirror on the floor breaking it] What has happened to me?! I'm so ugly!
 * Little Miss Trouble: The distorting mirror trick was fun, wasn't it?


 * [The duo walk across the street, Little Miss Trouble holding the next box.]
 * Little Miss Trouble: Let's take this present round to Mr. Dizzy. That'll teach him to spread rumours.
 * [Inside Mr. Dizzy's house, Mr. Dizzy is holding a hen.]
 * Mr. Mischief: Hello, Mr. Dizzy. What are you looking for?
 * Mr. Dizzy: I'm looking for hen's teeth.
 * Little Miss Trouble: [Laughs] But hens don't have teeth.
 * [Mr. Mischief starts laughing. Mr. Dizzy lets go of the hen.]
 * Mr. Dizzy: But I was told that I'd be intelligent the day hens have teeth.
 * Little Miss Trouble: I have a present for you.
 * Mr. Dizzy: Oh. You shouldn't have.
 * [Mr. Dizzy picks up a pair of purple ladies shoes.]
 * Little Miss Trouble: Try them on.
 * [Mr. Dizzy struggles putting the shoes on.]
 * Mr. Dizzy: Oh. Aren't they a little small for me?
 * [Mr. Mischief laughs again]
 * Little Miss Trouble: Not at all! They'll soon stretch, and the best way is for you to walk round town ten times.


 * [Outside the house, Mr. Dizzy has the new shoes on.]
 * Mr. Dizzy: Alright. Here I go.
 * [Struggling, Mr. Dizzy starts walking in his shoes.]


 * [A moment later, he jumps back on the sofa and takes off his shoes. His feet spring back to life.]
 * Mr. Dizzy: Little Miss Trouble must be kind. After all, she has given me such a lovely pair of shoes. [Puts the boots up on the mantelpiece] In fact I really should give Little Miss Trouble something in return. I know what! I'll give her a bracelet made of honey-filled sweets.


 * [Mr. Stamp arrives at Little Miss Trouble's door and delivers a box through the window.]
 * Mr. Stamp: A present for you, Little Miss Trouble.


 * [Little Miss Trouble is seen walking with Mr. Mischief with her new bracelet on her head.]
 * Little Miss Trouble: Poor old Mr. Dizzy's present is a little sticky.
 * [They stop beside a tree and start giggling. Suddenly, bees emerge out of a beehive and surround her new bracelet, scaring her.]
 * Narrator: Mr. Dizzy's gift certainly taught Little Miss Trouble the biggest lesson of all. You see, bees just love... honey-filled sweets!
 * [She runs away screaming with the bees chasing her. Mr. Mischief, now all alone and miserable, walks off in the other direction as the screen fades to black and the credits roll]