[Intro – Millennium Fairy engines roaring through atmosphere + space static + distant sleigh bells glitch] Yeah… The upgrade was done. The FairyVerse just got a little bigger… and a whole lot cheesier. [Verse 1 – Test Flight Mayhem] Millennium Fairy punched through the clouds like a drunk rocket on a dare, Peter steady at the helm, Woodcutter strapped in looking worse for wear. Rapunzel monitored systems, hair cables plugged into every glowing port, Flennom oozed on Prince’s shoulder, whispering, “You’re doing it wrong, sport.” Blue (Mini-Taur) bounced in zero-G, horns clanging off the bulkhead with glee, “This beats jumping the moon the first time — wait, I did that on pure levitation idiocy!” The ship cleared atmosphere, stars stretching like a bad trip gone wrong, Woodcutter just growled, “If this thing explodes, I’m blaming Prince’s ego all along.” [Pre-Chorus] Alarms chirped softly. Peter smiled calm. “We’re here. Cheese Moon, dead ahead.” [Chorus – dark humor lunar arrival] Cheese Moon Rising, wheels down on curdled yellow rock so bright, 3 Blind Mice rulers waiting in tiny robes, squinting through the light. Peter stepped out first, boots crunching on the cheese, Mice sniffed the air, voices creaky — “You smell like trouble and destiny.” [Verse 2 – Mice Explanation & Sacred Toot] The three blind mice tapped their canes, ancient and small, “We ruled this moon since the old wars, hiding secrets from them all. Walt Wizzney broke the pact, turned wolves into pets for his corporate song, We kept the symbol safe — the howl that calls them home again. This flute you see was forged from moon-curd long ago, Peter Piper’s Sacred Toot — the one that bends our kind to and fro. It controls the mice, breaks Dizzney’s hold on our kind, Use it well, young Piper… or we all stay blind.” They pressed the flute into Peter’s hands, pale and old, Peter tested one note — nearby moon mice snapped to attention in perfect line, Twinkie from the ship cackled, “Great. Now we’ve got a rodent army. This timeline’s fine.” [Bridge – spoken, dry wit & WTF] Flennom formed a tiny telescope on Prince’s arm, sarcastic as hell, “Fascinating. Werewolves inbound. Just when I thought this crew couldn’t get any better.” Rapunzel laughed, Hair-Nets ready, “Santa’s gifts keep on giving. Next thing you know we’ll have a vampire accountant doing our taxes for a living.” [Final Chorus – building cosmic momentum] Cheese Moon Rising, were-symbol howling loud across the night, Gnaw-Nia waking, Wolf Wayne coming back into the fight. Peter with the Sacred Toot, mice now under his command, The revolution just got lunar — and a whole new furry brand. From drydock to moon rock, from sugar war to were-blood call, The FairyVerse is stretching… and it’s answering the howl. [Outro – fading engines + distant wolf howl + mouse squeak chorus + Blue’s excited yell] Yeah… They landed on the Cheese Moon. Woke the wolves. Got the flute. And somewhere deep in Gnaw-Nia… an old were-wolf just felt the pull. The war just got bigger. And a whole lot furrier.
