Lady and the Tramp 2: Scamp’s Adventure Read-Along

Lady and the Tramp 2: Scamp’s Adventure Read-Along is a new Disney Read-Along book. It is based on the 2001 film Lady and the Tramp II: Scamp's Adventure.

Cast

 * Narrator: Nolan North
 * Scott Wolf as Scamp
 * Jeff Bennett as Tramp/DogCatcher/Jock & Trusty
 * Jodi Benson as Lady
 * Alyssa Milano as Angel
 * Chazz Palminteri as Buster
 * Mickey Rooney as Sparky
 * Cathy Moriaty as Ruby
 * Nick Jameson as Jim Dear
 * Barbara Goodson as Darling
 * Tress MacNellie as Aunt Sarah

Script
Narrator'': This is the story of Lady and Tramp's son, Scamp, who wished to be wild and free, like a wild dog, and went on a big adventure with a gang of stray dogs. You can find out what happened by reading along with me in your book. You will know it's time to turn the page when you hear this sound... (Harp sound)''

Let's begin now....

It had been a few years since the day Lady and the Tramp had met and fallen in love. They had recently had puppies, 3 daughters, Annette, Colette, and Danielle, and a son called Scamp. The daughters looked like Lady and were very sensible and prim. But Scamp, on the other hand, was playful and frisky. He always wished that he could be

"Oh, Tramp. He's never been chained up before. He's just a pup." Lady sighed.

"He has to learn to live by the rules of the house. Firm discipline molds a pup into a dog." Tramp said. "I'm just trying to protect him. He'll understand someday."

"Maybe he needs to understand today." Lady said.

[Harp sound; turn page

"Son," said Tramp, "The world out there is full of traps. Here, you have a family who loves you."

But Scamp wasn't convinced. He explained to his dad that he didn't feel like he belonged with a family, and that he wanted to be wild and free, not stuck in a house with nothing but rules. "All I ever hear is rules, rules, rules! "Don't do this" and "don't do that"! What good are teeth and claws if you can never use them?!"

Because of this, Tramp gave up trying to convince his son, and went back inside.

[Harp Sound, turn page]

Later that day, Scamp saw a bunch of stray dogs racing down into a drive near the fence. Then almost after that, he heard a voice cry out, "Come back, you mangy mutt!" He then saw a Doberman dog named Buster race down toward the strays, being pursued by a clumsy-looking dog catcher.

He watched as the dogs outwitted the clumsy-looking dog catcher. And he was intrigued when he met a golden furred puppy that looked like his and Tramp's breed, called Angel. To him, she seemed very interesting.

Watching as the strays left, Scamp so wished to be like them, free from the restrains of chains, fences, and rules. That night, Scamp made his move. He pulled hard on his chain, and before he knew it, he broke the chain right off! He was free at last! "So long, you house dogs!" he yelled. "You can't tell me what to do anymore, ’cause I'm a wild dog!" He squeezed through the fence, and off he went! "Hey, you guys, wait for me!"

And as he raced off after the stray dogs, it wasn't too long till Scamp soon found out that the streets were nothing like his house at all!

[Harp sound, turn page]

Back at the house, Scamp's disappearance had not gone unnoticed. As dawn broke, Lady came out and saw that Scamp had gone. "Scamp? Oh no! Tramp!" She rushed back inside to tell Tramp what had happened, and when Jim Dear and Darling found out, they were very worried indeed. "Did you call the pound?" Jim Dear asked. "Yes, dear. They haven't seen him." Darling replied. Lady and Tramp knew they had to go out and look for him. Lady's friends, Jock, and Trusty, also volunteered to join the search.

"We'll be back with your brother in no time." Tramp assured his daughters. Suddenly, JIm Dear called out, "Lady, Tramp, let's go!" "Come on!" said Tramp as he headed off with Jim Dear, Lady, Jock, and Trusty. "No telling what mischief that pup's getting into!"

[Harp sound; turn page]

Tramp didn't know that Scamp was headed toward a junkyard, and met up with the stray dogs he'd encountered yesterday, and saw them doing all the things he couldn't do in the house - including chewing hats. "Goodbye chains, hello freedom!" Scamp declared.

He just couldn't resist joining in with them.

Buster

"I'm the top dog around here. And nobody joins the Junkyard Dogs unless I say so." he declared. "What's your name, sport?"

"Name's Scamp." Scamp said proudly.

"I'm not a house dog." Scamp told him. "l've had it with the house dog life. Nothing there but rules, rules, rules. I wanna be wild and free, like you guys."

"I dunno, kid," said Buster doubtfully. "Talented as you are, it ain't that easy, sport." "Every day out here is like a test of survival." Angel said. Immediately, an idea crossed Buster's mind. "A test! Beautiful!"

"Alright, Scampers, we'll give you a shot." he said. "It's just a little test to prove you can stand on your own four paws."

"Easy." Scamp chuckled. "I'm not afraid of anything."

[Harp sound; turn page]

Once they were in town, Scamp soon found out what he had to do. "You gotta pass a little test of courage... in Reggie's Alley." Buster told him.

The dogcatcher grabbed Reggie, and took him to his truck,

[Harp sound, turn page]

That evening, the Junkyard Dogs took a walk in the park. Scamp was excited about his accomplishments. He wished his family could've seen him. "This is great! This is living! I never get to do this at home!" he cheered. "After I pass my next test, l'm gonna be the best junkyard dog there ever was!" "I don't think so, doll," said Ruby, "You may be good, but you'll never be as good as the master." "Ruby's right, carnsarnit." said Sparky. "In my day, there was only one stray by which all dogs was measured." And then all the strays said together, "The Tramp." Scamp immediately realized that was his dad's name.

Then, Buster spoke up. "He met this girl, see? Queen of a kennel club set. Even her prissy little name still leaves a bad taste in my mouth - Lady ." Scamp realized that was his mother's name. "He betrayed me!" Buster continued angrily. "You can't have a family and still be a junkyard dog. And he picked life on the end of a chain. That's when I learned the first rule about being a Junkyard Dog: Buster's trouble is Buster's trouble."

[Harp sound, turn page]

Narrator: That night, Scamp left the Junkyard Dogs, and wandered around in a railyard. He was confused that his father had been a stray who had given his old life up. "No way, Dad, that can't be true. You gave it all up? I mean, what could be better than this?" Then he saw Angel, who had followed him. "Don't you have a nice family back home?" she asked. "What difference does it make? All families are alike." Scamp retorted. "Let's just say you're lucky you've never had to live with a family."

"Actually," said Angel as the two of them walked along, "I've had 5 families. Someone would take me in, and just when l'd start to think, "Wow, this is my family", they'd move, or have a new baby, or have an allergy. Same old story; I'm out on the street. The junkyard dogs aren't much of a family, but what choice do I have?"

"What more do you need?" Scamp told Angel. "As a junkyard dog, you can stay up late or dig or--" "Run!" Angel shouted. Scamp looked, and they soon realized why they had to run - a train was fast approaching!

Scamp and Angel raced down the track, but the train was catching up! Eventually, the 2 of them jumped off the track, and jumped into the river in the park. Angel resurfaced, but Scamp was nowhere to be found! Angel was very worried, and looked all over for him.

Not surprisingly, she wasn't the only one looking for Scamp - Jim Dear, Lady, Tramp, Jock, and Trusty were searching the park. Imm

Had Tramp looked on the other side of the lake, he would've seen Scamp with Angel.

[Harp Sound; turn page]

As the night went on, Scamp & Angel walked through the park together, having fun, and later, at Tony's restaurant, they had spaghetti and meatballs, just like Lady and Tramp had on their date many years ago. Later, Scamp and Angel ran down Scamp's neighbourhood, Snob Hill. Then, Jim Dear, Lady and Tramp returned home a little while later. Scamp and Angel hid, whilst they headed by. "Come on, Tramp!" Jim Dear called. "We'll find Scamp tomorrow."

Angel ran up to the window of the house, and saw Scamp's family, sitting by the fire, feeling sad because they missed Scamp. When Scamp followed her, and saw for himself, he was surprised to learn that his family missed him. "Gosh, I didn't think they'd miss me that much." he muttered.

"You didn't think they'd miss you?" said Angel, quite shocked. "I can't believe you'd run away from a home like this." "I need to be wild and free." Scamp told her. "I'll never find that here. Only one more test, and I'll finally be a Junkyard Dog. That's where I belong."

"No, you don't belong there. You're better than that, Scamp, and that's what I like about you." Angel said, as the two dogs walked off into the night.

[Harp sound, turn page]

The next day was the 4th of July, and the celebrations were in full swing. In the park, Darling and Jim Dear met Aunt Sarah for their picnic. But the family were too worried about Scamp to enjoy the picnic or the celebrations. "I really think we should keep searching." Jim Dear said anxiously.

"Oh, nonsense!" Aunt Sarah said, as she set up the picnic. "Scamp will be alright. You'll find him, but first, let's eat. You can continue your search after our picnic."

Unbeknownst to the family, Buster had been watching. And, of course, he'd seen Tramp, and he immediately realized that Scamp was indeed Tramp's son. A nasty idea crossed his mind. "Scampo! Front and centre!" Scamp ran up, and Buster told him what to do. "As your final test, I want you to infiltrate their picnic, and liberate their chicken, right out from under the noses of that meek, little house dog."

Scamp immediately realized that his family were there, and they would easily find out what he'd done. He wasn't so sure about it.

Oh, what chaos was caused!

In all the commotion, Scamp slipped outta the park and escaped into the alley with the chicken he'd stolen. He felt relived that he'd escaped. "Whew! Slick move. Lost him."

But he hadn't - Tramp soon found him. Scamp was scared, and wanted to escape, but Tramp just wanted to talk with him. "How ya doin' out here?" Tramp asked his son.

"It's great, Dad." Scamp said. "The Junkyard Dogs have taught me all the tricks. I go wherever I want, do whatever I please. No chains, no fences...."

"No regard for someone else's lunch?" Tramp interrupted, motioning to the chicken he'd hijacked from the picnic.

"That's how it is out here on the streets." Scamp said to his dad. "But then, you know all about that, don't you? You make the rules, Dad, but you didn't have to follow them when you were my age. Is that why you didn't tell me you were a street dog?"

"I didn't want that life for you, because I found something better - I found love." Tramp explained.

[Harp sound; turn page]

Suddenly, Buster and the other Junkyard Dogs found them, and almost immediately, Tramp recognized Buster. "I see you haven't changed a bit."

"So here we are again," Buster said, "Before you turned your back on everything that makes a dog a dog."

"He says you walked out on him." Scamp told his dad. Tramp knew he couldn't lie to his own son. "After I met your mother, I guess Buster just got jealous." "You ditched me!" Buster snapped. "I fell in love!" Tramp protested. "You made your choice!" Buster angrily retorted, before glancing to Scamp. "Now, it's his turn to choose."

Buster wanted Scamp to be a junkyard dog, but Tramp wasn't so keen on the idea. "You don't know what he's really like, son. You're coming home. You don't belong here." he said firmly. "You hear that kid?" Buster laughed mockingly. "Daddy's tellin' ya what to do again, and he's leading you back to a life on the chain. I'm offerin' you freedom; Make your choice, kid."

Poor Scamp didn't know which one to believe!

"He doesn't have a choice!" snapped Tramp. "I know what's best for him!"

But Scamp immediately snapped. "No! You know what's best for you!" Well, I'm not you, Dad! I'm a Junkyard Dog!"

Tramp was shocked and saddened by Scamp's decision. "I guess there are some things you have to learn on your own." he said. "When you've had enough, our door is always open." And then he turned around and went off through the gate.

"Hey, Scamp-ski! This is for all you've done, kid!" Buster said. And before Scamp knew it, Buster jumped on him, and removed his collar! "Ya did it, kid! You're at the top of the peak now, a Junkyard Dog!" Scamp was now an official junkyard dog!

[Harp sound, turn page]

Scamp and the Junkyard Dogs returned to the Junkyard, with Scamp excited to celebrate his new life as a stray. "I'm a Junkyard Dog!" Scamp cheered. But Angel wasn't happy with Scamp's decision, not one little bit. "How could you do that?!" she snapped. "You have a home and a family that loves you! You're not like the rest of us, Scamp. You're good and decent; Kind. The streets will beat that out of you if you stay!"

"Oh, yeah, yeah, that's right." Buster said mockingly. "He's good and decent and kind. Is that it, Scampy? You wanna be a widdle house doggie?" "No!" Scamp snapped. "She's the one who wants to be a house dog, not me!" Scamp realized too late that he'd blurted out Angel's desire to have a family. "Is that true, Angel baby?" Buster asked Angel.

"I don't think a family's so bad." she said. Needless to say, Buster was only too happy to get rid of her. "You ain't no junkyard dog." he said. "That's right, Buster," said Angel, "I'm not. Not anymore." And without a second thought, she left.

"Aw, who needs her?" said Buster. "Let her go find some snivelling little family. That's where she belongs."

[Harp sound, turn page]

Scamp was worried about Angel, so he left the junkyard, and searched around some houses for her. "Angel? Angel! Angel? I didn't mean it, Angel. I don't know what I was thinking. Really. Angel, where are you?!"

Scamp looked everywhere for Angel, but he had no luck. "Great." he sighed. "I got everything I ever wanted, and it stinks." And it was just about to stink even more, for at that very moment, who should appear but the dog catcher! Scamp took off like a rocket, but he didn't get very far before he got tangled up in a clothesline.

He saw Buster up ahead, and barked loudly, hoping Buster would come and help him, but instead of helping, Buster just walked away! And almost immediately after that, the dogcatcher captured him! "Well, lookee here; no collar! It's a one-way trip to the pound for you!"

Scamp now felt foolish for leaving his own family for a selfish mongrel like Buster. "How could I be so stupid?! Dad was right; Buster's nothing but trouble."

But Angel had seen Scamp, and she realized he was in trouble, so she raced off to get help.

[Harp Sound, turn page]

Angel reached Lady & Tramp's house, just as Darling and Jim Dear had gone to bed. Lady and Tramp came outside to see her. "Oh, I found you!" Angel cried. "You gotta come! Hurry! Scamp's in trouble! He's in the pound!" Tramp, worried about his son, took off to the rescue, and as the 4th of July fireworks flashed in the sky, Tramp and Angel raced to the pound, the same place where Lady had once been held.

Meanwhile, Scamp had been bundled into the same cell as Reggie, the dog he had outwitted in the alley yesterday. He was trying to pull hard against his chain, and break it off, but just then, Tramp burst in, and released Scamp from his cell, and they both managed to outwit Reggie.

But just before they could leave, the dog catcher arrived! "Aha! You! The one that got away!" he said, immediately recognizing Tramp. But at that moment, Angel arrived and bit the dogcatcher on his rear, making him scream and run around, and then he ended up tripping over and hitting his head on the wall, and ended up unconscious.

Finally, Scamp, Tramp, and Angel were able to leave the pound safely.

[Harp Sound, turn page]

Scamp now understood that living wild and free on the streets wasn't as fun as he thought it was - it was much too dangerous, and risky. "I'm sorry." he told his dad. "I shouldn't have run away." Jock and Trusty, who had been looking for Scamp, were surprised to see him. "It IS Scamp!" Trusty said in amazement.

On the way back home, Scamp made one quick stop at the junkyard, to confront Buster. "Hey, Scamp-a-Doodle!" cried Buster when he saw Scamp. "You escaped the pound!"

"Yeah, no thanks to you!" Scamp snapped angrily at Buster. "You can keep your motto, but not this." he added, putting his collar back on. "I'm going home, where I belong!" And as if to prove his point, he sent a boot flying into the junkyard, which caused a pile of junk to fall down on top of Buster, trapping him. And with that, Scamp, Angel, Tramp, Jock, and Trusty all left the junkyard for good.

And, inspired by Scamp's speech, the other Junkyard Dogs decided to go find owners of their own, leaving Buster trapped in the junkyard, where a bully like him belonged.

[Harp Sound, turn page]

The dogs returned home to Snob Hill, where Jim Dear, Darling, Lady, and her daughters ran out to see Scamp back home. Jim Dear was relieved to see Scamp back home again. "Oh, Scamp, it's so good to have you back where you belong." Then, they noticed Angel standing by the gate. "Come on, Angel!" Scamp called. Angel nervously went over to Scamp's owners, and Junior thought she was so pretty.

Darling thought they should adopt Angel, but Jim Dear wasn't so sure at first. "Oh, no, Darling. We've got enough dogs as it is." But seeing the dog's faces soon changed his mind. "Welcome to the family, Angel." So, thanks to Scamp, Angel finally found her home, and thanks to Angel, Scamp soon realized that where he truly belonged was with a family, and it was a truly wonderful family; rules, baths and all!

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That is the end of the story.