The Next Disney/Pixar/Dreamworks Princess.
The royal dining hall. The king and queen are enjoying a lunch together.
A crash comes from off-screen. The sounds of screaming, then sirens. The king looks at his wife and raises an eyebrow. The queen shakes her head in resignation.
Moments later, a disheveled little girl walks into the room with several guards. Her face and clothes have soot on them.
King: Hello sweetie.
Princess: Hi daddy.
Queen: My dear, did you have something to do with that noise?
Princess: Not real...
The guard chuffs at her.
Princess: Yes, but it was really cool. The rocket I built actually worked.
King: The rocket...
Princess: Yes, took off and launched just fine.
King: I wasn't aware you were building a rocket.
Princess: It was in my room. It was a surprise.
Queen: Your room...
King: Then the crash was?
Princess: Well, I forgot to open the window before launching it.
Princess: Also, my bed caught on fire.