Okay so this is just going to be a short fic, maybe 2-3 chapters. The idea of the doll on the music box is not mine. It belongs to whoever owns the movie Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, also the song the doll sings belongs to them. I own nothing. I hope you enjoy and please please please review! I need it, I live for it! Please! Also I recommend you watch this video ( watch?v=t5lJCxr_pBE) before you read the song part. It makes more sense that way. (Skip to 2:28)

On an island far from the mainland, lived a tiny kingdom. Everyone in the kingdom lived happily with no worries. There were no diseases, no starvation, no pain. The citizens were all grateful to their ruler. The kingdom was ruled by a man by the name of King George. King George was a sorcerer and he did everything in his power to keep the island protected, under one condition. No one was allowed to leave, and everyone was to do as he said.

No one ever complained about this, since they didn't see the cruelty of the king.

No one ever saw what he did behind closed doors.

"Excuse me, Margaret, is it?" The king said turning to one of his maids. The young girl bowed gently in the acknowledgement of the king.

"I want to go to the kitchens and ask them to hurry it up with lunch, and also for Jason and Jared to bring Jeffery out for me."

She nodded and bowed her head once more, "Yes sir."

She stepped off the throne and made her way towards the kitchens.

"And be quick about it!"

She hurried her steps and left the room.

A few minutes later the cook and his assistant appeared with trays off food and drinks. They

bowed shallowly and set up his table.

"We have cooked you our finest crab, fresh from this morning. Served with corn and butter, freshly churned his morning. And the red wine-"

"You may leave now. I don't like the feeling of commoners in my presence."

The cooks bowed once more and left the room.

The king sipped his wine and called out to the empty room, "And where is Jeffery? I demand he is here now!"

There was a crashing sound and two young boys ran in pulling the rolling stage with them. On top of the stage was the kings most prized possession.

Years ago when the King was a merely a young man he had awoken at night by the feeling of trouble. He got up from his bed and followed the pull, all the way to the dock. In the water there was a man on a boat, almost as young as he had been. At the sight of the King the man had sped up the movements of his oars. The King simply had laughed at the mans actions and brought him back to land with magic. The man's name was Jeffery Sterling, the son of the islands blacksmith. Jeffery fought and fought and fought until the King finally did what he had to do. He turned Jeffery into a doll on a music box.

Jeffery wasn't dead, he was alive and he saw everything. But for years all he did was stand on his stage and sang his song three times a day.

Now Jeffery was dressed in tight black leggings with seams woven with real gold. Over the leggings he wore a deep red tunic with a black belt wrapped tightly around his waist. His shoes were like everyone wore, black leather turnshoes but with gold buckles. Around his chest real diamonds were sewn in the pattern of a half moon. The doll was gorgeous, with a smile that never faded and eyes that showed fear.

The King ate his food and waved his finger in a circle motion. One of the boys opened the mirrors behind the doll and the other wound the knob on the dolls back. The doll began to spin slowly as the music started. His arms moved in robotic motions and his back bent and straightened in a dance with out his legs.

Jeffery began the song making the King cheer with glee.

"What do you see
You people gazing at me
You see a doll on a music box
That's wound by a key
How can you tell
I'm under a spell
I'm waiting for love's first kiss
You cannot see
How much I long to be free
Turning around on this music box
That's wound by a key
Yearning
Yearning
While
I'm turning around and around"

Jeffery span and span, gazing at himself as he passed the mirrors. His hair was perfectly kept, lips painted pinker than they were, and red powder high on his cheekbones. He looked like a thing more than a him. He span around once more before he saw his companion, a young man who was imprisoned as well as he was. The man wasn't under a spell, his mother had been dying of old age and he had asked the King for 10 more years with her. The King had granted him his wish but only if he performed with Jeffery. The man came out from behind the mirror and got into character, gazing lovingly at Jeffery.

"What do you see

You people gazing at me
(you're truly truly scrumptious)
You see a doll on a music box, that's wound by a key
(scrumptious a...)
How can you tell I'm
(whe...)
Under a spell I'm
(...)
Waiting for love's first kiss
(honest truly, your the answer to my wishes)
You cannot see
(Truly Scrumptious)
How much I long to be free
(though I may seem presumptuous)
Turning around on this music box that's wound by a key
(ne..)
Yearning
(my heart beats so unruly)
Yearning
(because I love you truly)
While I'm turning around and around
(honest, Truly I do)"

The song ended and Jeffery returned to his position. The King bellowed in laughter and clapped, glaring at all of his servants to clap as well.

"You may leave now Kurt. Remember the clock is ticking." The King laughed and pushed his table towards his maids. Kurt nodded and glanced up at Jeffery once more. He bowed at the King and left quickly.

The King stood up and dropped his handkerchief on the table and walked over to Jeffery. He reached out and set a hand on the doll's arm, his skin still felt real.

"Waiting for true love's kiss huh? Well too bad you're never gonna get it. You were a handsome boy, growing up to be sucessful."

Jeffery could see him staring into his eyes. The King's eyes were heartless and cruel, and you saw nothing when you stared deeply into them.

"I wonder why you tried to leave," the King murmured softly.

The doll simply smiled back at him.

Lightning cracked as Nicholas was pushed into the last remaining lifeboat. Men and women screamed from the boat as it gave a loud moan. The ship rocked violently to the left causing the ropes to snap on the lifeboat and sending it tumbling to the ocean.

The boat cracked into two and Nicholas cried out as he was dunked into the cold water. He quickly surfaced and grabbed onto a piece of wood. The waves pushed him further and further into the horizon.

He willed himself to stay awake as he floated further and further away from the mainland. Somehow when the sun came out he saw the shores of an island ahead of him. He let go of the wood and swam the rest of the way. He cried when he set his face against the warm sand and eventually fell asleep.

When he woke it was nighttime once more and he heard the sounds of church bells ringing. He got to his sore feet and walked towards the sound of the bells. Though, he stopped mid step when he saw a rare sight. A castle.

A real life castle. His jaw dropped at it's beauty and he began to walk in its direction. Once he was close he walked past the guards who didn't even look at him and walked up the stairs to one of the side doors. He walked down the hallway and followed the sound of music. He quietly opened a door and shut it behind him. There was a large curtain in front of him, dividing him from the sound of the music. He pushed it to the side and peeked through and saw a large man sitting on the throne with a heavily jeweled crown on his curly hair.

The King.

His heart rate sped up and he looked in the direction of where the King had been looking. There on a stage was a gorgeous man, standing in a position with one hand stretched out in front of him and the other on his hip. His feet were positioned so his left was following the direction of his arm and his right pointed at an angle. The man was wearing expensive looking clothing and he had a huge smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes. Nicholas stared directly into the eyes of the doll, and blinked. It seemed to be looking at him!

"Henry! " The sound made Nicholas jump and glance up at the King. "Show the men what Jeffery can do! And bring Kurt out as well," The king shouted. Nicholas glanced at the table of men who where chatting they all glanced at the man on the stage with interested looks.

Another tall brown haired man ran out from behind Jeffery's stage and stood in a position where he was holding the doll's hand and his other hand stretched out towards Nicholas.

The song began and Nicholas jaw dropped. It wasn't a man, it was... It was... What was it? Deciding he was going to hide in the large curtains he quietly walked to the corner of the room and hid himself against the wall. He sat down and quickly fell asleep.

Nicholas woke up after a few hours and parted the drapes to see that no one was there but the doll, smiling at the wall, in the same position.

Deciding the coast was clear he walked towards the doll and slid his own hand into the doll's hand. He reached up and touched it's face. His skin felt real, as if it were alive. He gazed up into it's eyes and felt a jolt of electricity. The words to the song came back to him.

I'm under a spell
I'm waiting for love's first kiss
You cannot see
How much I long to be free
Turning around on this music box

Nicholas stood up on his toes and pressed his lips to the cold ones of the doll. He stepped back and felt the hand beneath his own clutch his. Nicholas gasped and fell back when the doll fell forward onto him. There was a loud thump as they hit the ground, and for a fleeting second Nicholas worried about the King waking. The doll sat up onto his knees and gazed at his fingers. He wiggled each other and then raised his arms above his head.

"I felt that," Jeffery whispered, placing his hands over his heart. "I- I'm alive!" He whispered looking down at his legs. He clutched at his face and pulled at his cheeks. "I'm free.."

Nicholas watched with large eyes and the man inspected himself. The man locked eyes with him and for a moment they stared at each other. Jeffery laughed in glee and threw his arms around Nicholas's shoulders. He pressed his lips against the other man's and kissed him furiously. Nicholas placed his hands on his back, holding him in a careful embrace. They pulled away with a sound and echoed in the room and made Jeffery blush.

"I'm Jeffery by the way."

Nicholas nodded, "I know. I'm Nicholas."

Jeffery's face suddenly darkened, "I've been on that stage for 50 years." He looked over his shoulder and grimaced at it. "The King put a spell on me because I tried to escape." He looked back at Nicholas. "And you freed me. With true loves kiss. We're soul mates. But I don't know you.. Nicholas who are you?"

Nicholas stood up and pulled him to his feet. "I'll explain to you later, we need to leave though. The King won't be happy."

Jeffery nodded and tried to walk after him but only stumped into his arms. "I can't walk," he whimpered.

Nicholas helped him back onto his feet before setting one arm on the back of his knees and picking him up. "I'll teach you later. Is there somewhere we can go that's safe?"

Jeffery wrapped his arms around Nicholas's neck and leaned his head against his shoulder. "We can go to the livestock barn, it's the only place the King can't sense things."

Nicholas left the room(careful to mind Jeffery's legs and head) and down the hall to the door he came in from. He shushed Jeffery and poked his head out, there was no one. He walked as fast as he could out the gates and to the direction of where Jeffery had instructed him.

Once they made it to the barn, they went up to the roof where extra hay was kept and Nicholas set Jeffery in the hay, helping him stretch out his limbs. He let Jeffery sleep for sometime before he woke him up to start their walking lessons,

The sun was going to rise soon and the King would wake to find that Jeffery was gone. They needed to think of a plan to save the island, and they needed it fast.