Once upon a time in the small house...**"We don't have foods in the cabinet or in the fridge now. I want to take our cow to the market to get some money for buy some foods," Dionne? My mom said. "Okay. I will bring our Sam cow to the market then trade him to get money now," Mom. Her little poor girl understands what she said.

Meanwhile walking on the path of forest from home..."I take you to the market now," Sam. She talked to him recently. "Moo!" He mooed. "Hello little girl, I am Cheesy of dealer trader. Is your cow right?" "Yeah. I have take Sam to the market to trade him then get money for my mom," Cheesy. "I have some magic beans to trade your cow," Little Girl. "I can't trade this." "Don't worry. Here's some. I take your cow Sam. Tell me what's your name?" A dealer trader Cheesy discussion with her. "Dionne Allen," Cheesy. "Bye, Dionne. Come on," Sam? "Moo!" He mooed and walked with him. "Bye, Cheesy. I will show this to my mom." She excited and returned to home recently.

Tonight in the kitchen at the small house..."Where's the money," Dionne? My mom seems suspicious at her little poor daughter now. "Look at some magic beans," Mom! She showed them to her recently. "I thought you gave our Sam cow to the market not some magic beans!?" "A trader dealer Cheesy gives some magic beans to me then I sell our Sam cow to him this morning." "Go to your room without supper because you are disobey me," Dionne. My mom is upsetting me now. "Sighs. I guess so," Mom. Her little poor daughter walked in her room. "I throw stupid magic beans out of the window. I closed it. I have to go sleep in my room." She said.

The next day morning on my bed in my room at the small house...**"It's hopeless. Quitting tap on me. Oh? Wow! They are turned into the Beanstalks? I have to dress up my green shirt and put my brown jeans and boots on then go to climb up on that." The little poor girl woke up by a big stem leaf. To be continued...

Previously on the clouds of the Seville house...**"It's looking like the Seville house on my favorite TV show of Alvinn!!! And the chipmunks? All right. I will go to there." A little poor girl noticed at it.

Sneaking in the gigantic red front door..."My stomach is growling that I am so hungry now. Oh wells?" "Who are you," the English girl? His adopted red-clad ten years old giant troublemaker son chipmunk Alvin Seville came here. "My name is Dionne Allen. I'm so starving that I need eat something." A little poor girl greeted him recently. "Okay. I take you with me," Dionne. He picked her up from the flooring green rug carpet recently.

On the tablecloth in the dining room at Seville house..."Yummy! I'm so full. Thank you for giving me some breakfast." A little poor girl is eating some bagels is humongous than she was. "Giggle! Oh? It's my dad Dave coming here. I put you in the tin bread box because he is eating you are the English girl," Dionne. His adopted red-clad ten years old giant troublemaker son chipmunk Alvin Seville said. "Sure. No problem." "Fi Fe Fo! I'm smell the Englishman!" The giant songwriter Dave Seville banged from the upstairs now. "Dave, let me fix your oatmeal and give some coffee to you." His adopted red-clad ten years old giant troublemaker son chipmunk Alvin Seville smiles at him. "Bring me some goose now," Alvin? He ordered. "Of course! I will handle it," Dave.

Peeking in the humongous tin bread box on the table counterpart..."That's a giant songwriter seems so quite fattening?" A little poor girl peeked at him recently.

Continuous at the tablecloth in the dining room..."Here's a goose," Dave. "All right. I put him on this. You can do your chores in the barn," Alvin. His adopted human giant dad Mr. Seville said. "Yeah. No problem, Dave. I hope Dionne is in the tin bread box that I hide her in this." He left out of the dining room. "Goose, lay golden egg right now!" "Grunting! Phew!" He laid out a golden egg on the tablecloth recently. "Oh! I might cut them into lot gold coins." The giant songwriter picked it up now.

Peeking in the humongous tin bread box on the table counterpart...**"Golden egg? I will sneak out and take a goose from a giant songwriter now." A little poor girl peeked at this. To be continued...

Previously in the dining room at Seville house of clouds...**"Yawning! I'm so tired now. Snoring loudest!" The giant songwriter is napping now. "SHH! I'm here to take you," the goose. A little poor girl sneak on the tablecloth and bring him from the giant songwriter. "Quacking!"

Return to down back the small house..."Dionne! Where you been now?" My mom concerned about this. "Look at goose," Mom! Her poor little daughter climbed down from the Beanstalks and showed it to her recently. "Golden egg?" "Of course! We are so rich to buy some food," Mom. She replied. "Where are you going now," Dionne? "Go back to the Beanstalks," Mom. Her little poor daughter climbed back on it recently. "Be careful yourself."

Furthermore searching in the Seville house of clouds..."I can't find my goose is gone!?" The giant songwriter upsets about it. "I hear you are yelling and tell me what's wrong," Dave? His adopted red-clad ten years old giant troublemaker son chipmunk Alvin Seville rushed from the barn. "Someone steals my goose," Alvin. He replied to him recently. "Calm down. I will bring a magic harp to you," Dave. "That's sound good idea," Alvin.

Behind of the tablecloth legs..."A magic harp? All right. I wait until the giant songwriter will napping soon then I have to take it from him." A little poor girl peeked at this.

After breakfast...**"Julie, you can lullaby to me now?" The giant songwriter ordered to the golden magic harp girl is on the tablecloth now. "Yeah. Lullabies lyrics songs" She lullabies to him. "Yawning! Snoring loudest!" He listened and felt so tired recently. "Lullabies lyrics songs oh, wells?" The golden magic harp girl stopped to lullabies, but she took a look at the little poor girl sneaks on the tablecloth now. "SHH! My name is Dionne Allen. I have to take you from the giant songwriter Mr. Seville," Julie. "I think he is waking up now," Dionne! She warned to her recently. "Yawning! Oh!? It's you," the English girl! "Uh-oh?! I take you with me," Julie. A little poor girl panicked at him. "He's coming to catch us," Dionne. The golden magic harp girl said. "We are hiding in the hole before the giant songwriter Mr. Seville chases us," Julie. "AHH! Ouch! That's it! I bring the vacuum cleaner from the closet and suck up the English little girl and get my magic golden harp Julie." The giant songwriter seems mad at her. "Dave, I hear and what's going on?" His adopted red-clad ten years old CGI animated remake giant troublemaker son chipmunk Alvin Seville rushed from his room recently. "It's a English little girl steals my magic golden harp Julie and she hides in the hole. I have to go and get a vacuum cleaner from the closet now," Alvin. He replied. "Sighs. Dionne, why are you do that?" "Because your giant dad Mr. Seville attempts to catch me," Giant Alvin. A little poor girl explained to him recently. "Come in my cap now," Dionne. "Sure! No problem." She jumped in his red mojo cap is so humongous than little poor girl was. "Move back while I have to turn my vacuum cleaner on to suck her now," Alvin. His adopted human giant dad Dave Seville came from the closet and set it on the flooring wooden tile panel near the hole where the talking mice lives in it now. "Positive! I have to go back my room," Dave. He nodded his head and repeatedly to him recently. "All right. Aha! I got her. Maybe I have to open the bag up now. Oh?!" "You are one sucks me and my best friend Chessy," Giant Mr. Seville! A talking mouse Kevin squeaky voice yelled at him. "I thought you were the English little girl. Oops! Here are you," Kevin. The giant songwriter goofed to catch a wrong person was some talking mice are seizing in his right hand. "Let's go back in our hole," Cheesy? "Absolutely! I am scared of the giant songwriter Mr. Seville," Kevin. He said. To be continued...