*Bing bong* *Bing Bong* Queen Delightful, was ringing the Bing-Bong bell, for she had quite the problem in her hands. 

  Not even a second after she rang the bell, the 7d arrived, all yelling a cheerful "Heigh Ho !" (well....except for Grumpy, of course) 

 "What's the problem Queen Delightful?" Asked Doc. 

"Wait...where's Starchy?" Sleepy asked. 

 "I'm letting him sleep in today...he was up late last night doing paperwork...." 

"Oh...." 

 The Queen sighed. "Well, I woke up this morning, and went to check my prized pickle, which has been passed on from generations, was gone! I was wondering if you could help me find it." 

 "Couldn't it have been Sir Yips-a-lot again?" Questioned Sleepy, remembering the whole "Delightful Diamond Mystery" episode. 

 "M-m-maybe it was the ghost that haunts this castle..." Gulped Bashful, also remembering being chased by the flying ghost during the diamond mystery. 

The Queen shook her head. "No, Sir Yips-a-lot knows not to go into the Prized Pickle room, plus that pickle smells very foul to him." 

 "What about the ghost?" 

"What ghost?" Questioned the ditzy queen. 

The 7d stayed silent, thinking that the less the Queen knew, the better. 

 "I bet the glooms took the pickle!" Grumpy said with a scowl. 

"But why would they want a pickle?" Sneezy asked, "its just a pickle." 

Doc went up to the Queen. "Your majesty, is there anything special/magical about this Prized Pickle?" 

"Hmmm....none that I know of..." 

"We should still check on the glooms to make sure. 7d, lets go!" Exclaimed Doc. 

 "HEIGH HO!!!" The 7d shouted as they started their search for the Queens pickle. 

***** 

The 7d arrived at the Glooms house. 

"Lets quietly sneak in.." Grumpy whispered. He then heard the Door-bell ring. 

"Mr. and Mrs. Gloom, I would like to ask you a question please." Happy said happily, waiting at the glooms doorstep. 

 The unhappy dwarf groaned. "So much for sneaking in..." 

 The rest of the 7d went to back up Happy, because you NEVER know what the glooms could do to you. 

The door opened, revealing the Witch and Warlock. 

 "Could you please give us back the Queens Prized Pickle, if you have it anyways." 

 Hildy stared at the cheerful dwarf. "What pickle are you talking about? Pickles are disgusting!" 

 "Then why are we drinking these pickle smoothies, from which you stole the pickle used for them from HMMMPH." 

 Hildy covered Grim's mouth and glared. 

"So you DID take the pickle!!!!" Sleepy accused. 

 Hildy smirked, and grabbed her wand. "So what if I did.....its not like the pickle was *shoots a powerful blast of magic at the dwarfs* was MAGICAL or anything..." 

The 7d quickly dodged the blast of magic.  

 "I thought the Queen said the Pickle wasn't magical!!!" Freaked Sneezy 

*back at the castle* 

Queen Delightful was sitting on her thrown, when something hit her.  

 "OH YAH! That pickle was grown in a witches garden, which my great great great uncle Baker had stolen from....and didn't he say something about losing his daughter?......" (#IntoTheWoodsReference) 

*back with the 7d* 

Hildy smiled wickedly at the dwarfs. "Well, sorry to burst your bubbles, but this pickle is BEYOND powerful...and now...I'm going to use it to take over Jollywood!" 

 She started laughing evilly. Grim joined in too. 

"7D LETS GO!!!" Yelled Doc. He knew that if they were going to defeat the Glooms, they would need a plan. 

"HEIGH HO" yelled the 7d as they ran away. 

 Hildy stopped her laughing as she saw the 7d escaping. She growled in anger, and pointed her wand at one of the dwarfs. "Not so Fast!!!" 

The wands magic grabbed Bashful as he was running away. Just as the magic touched his skin, he screamed. 

 Hildy smirked. "Gotcha!" 

 "Guys, A LITTLE HELP!!!" Freaked Bashful. 

 "BASHFUL!!!" Screamed the 7d (6d...) 

 Grumpy started to run towards the Glooms cottage, to try and save Bashful, but Doc used his mechanical hands to stop him. 

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOC!!! WE HAVE TO GO SAVE HIM!!!!" 

Doc sighed. "Grumpy, we cant save him with the glooms to powerful..." 

"Those *Beep* *honk*!" 

Everyone gasped at Grumpy's curse. 

 "Come on 6d, we have to go home and think of a plan to save Bashful." 

 So, the 6d walked home sadly. And as they were walking, they heard a scream from the Glooms Cottage. 

 *back with Bashful and the glooms* 

The Glooms had tied Bashful up. And no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get out. 

 "What should we do with him Hildy Wildy?" Grim asked with a kooky grin. 

 Hildy looked at Bashful evilly. Bashful flinched. 

 "I think....I'm going to transform him into something stupid." 

"EEEEEEEEP" Screamed Bashful. "Please don't!!!" 

But it was to late, Hildy has already taken out her wand, and started to cast a spell. 

 "Oh magic hear my call, one of my enemies, I would like him to fall! So ill turn him into this or that, use my power to transform into a...." 

"A CAT!!!" Grim shouted with excitement. 

Hildy raised her eyebrow, and looks a Grim. "A CAT?!?!" 

 The wand heard the last rhyme, and the spell was cast, and it hit Bashful. 

"GRIMWALD!!!!!!" 

  Grim hid from obviously angry wife. "Sorry." 

"*cough cough* huh? What happened?" 

The Glooms look at where Bashful was, and in his place, was an adorable little cat. 

 The cat looked at his hand, and realized, it wasn't a hand.....it was a paw. 

 "AHHHH! IM A CAT!!!!!" Screamed the cat. 

Hildy looked at Grim, and then back at the cat. She formed a wicked grin. "This may not be what I wanted, but it can work." 

Grim was confused. "Wait, that cat is the shy dwarf we kidnapped? 

 Hildy face palmed. "Do I really need to answer that question?" 

"I'll take that as a yes..." 

The now-a-cat Bashful tried to run away, but he wasn't used to his new body, so as he tried to escape, he made quite some noise. 

 "Not so fast kitty!" 

Hildy grabbed Bashful, and stuffed him in an oversized bird cage (which she has for some reason...) She then locked the cage. 

 "HEY!!! LET ME OUT!!!!" Screamed the terrified Bashful. 

"Of Course......NOT!" Hildy laughed. 

 "Oh yeah! Well, when my friends come, I will be able to call to them, they know my voice!" 

The witch stared at Bashful, a smirk growing on her face.  

 Bashful gulped. "I should've kept my mouth shut...." 

 "Maybe, but now," She cast another spell onto Bashful. 

 Bashful closed his eyes on the impact, but realized nothing happened. He let out a sigh of relief. 

 Hildy saw his relief, and laughed. 

"What's so funny?" Asked Grim. 

"Ill tell you hubby wubby. I cast a spell on his, so that whenever he speaks, it'll come out as cat-chat. BUT! Only WE will be able to understand his animal gibberish." 

 "Sorry to burst your bubble, but Dopey can speak animal!" Called out Bashful. 

 "You think I didn't know that? And don't you listen? I said GIBBERISH! NO ONE understands gibberish, because gibberish isn't a language. To him, it'll sound like your making weird sound effects." 

 "Floom...." Mumbled Bashful. 

"Grim, put our kitty in our extra bedroom! And lock the door too!" Barked Hildy. 

 "Alright my scheming diva." And with that, Grim locked Bashful's cage in the room. 

 "Hey! You cant do that to me!!!" Yowled Bashful, but the Glooms ignored him, and just left the cottage. 

 Bashful scratched his cage, trying to escape, but with no luck. He slumped down in defeat, and just sat there. 

*************************** 

"We've GOT to do something!" Yelled Grumpy in frustration.  

Happy calmly patted Grumpy on the back to try and calm him down. 

 "I know, I know, but how? We don't know where he is!" Doc responded. 

 "I bet yah 5 wheels of cheese that the glooms have him." 

 The others stared at the hot tempered dwarf. 

 "That's probably true, but we cant just barge in like last time, seeing how well that worked," Sleepy mentioned. 

 The 6d sighed, wondering how they were going to save their fellow dwarf.