Expanded Summary: Crown Princess Marianne of the Fairy Kingdom is kidnapped to the Dark Forest after being exposed to a love potion by her ex-fiancé. When she falls in love with the Bog King, and they learn how much they have in common, it becomes hard to tell which feelings are caused by the potion and which are true affection. Meanwhile, her little sister Dawn has to deal with becoming the protective sister, learning her best friend Sunny wants to be more than friends and is willing to go to extreme lengths to make it happen, and handling her own conflicted feelings for Sunny while working with him to rescue Marianne. Oh, and then there's the little matter of international border treaty violations and a possible war …

Chapter One

"Argh!" Dancing with Roland apparently wasn't bad enough – now something was stinging Marianne's eyes. She covered them with her hands, trying to rub the dust out, coughing as whatever it was got into her mouth and nose.

"Marianne? Look at me, darlin'."

She deliberately turned her back to him and flared out her wings to create a symbolic wall. He could take his fake concern and shove it. Once she could see again, she might just punch him to prove her point.

Then the music changed and she was shoved into a sack.

"What?"

Marianne tried to get to her sword, but the bag wasn't big enough to move much and she couldn't get any leverage.

"Oomph!"

She lost what balance she still had as the sack was lifted into the air. If she could just get to her sword, she could cut herself free and fly away …

It was starting to get hard to think. She hated being caught in small spaces. When a fairy had crashed into plants as often as she used to, they either got used to it or hated it more than ever. Marianne squirmed and thrashed and tried to flare her wings (bad idea) and struggled to draw her sword.

"This one's feisty," she heard someone say. The voice was close; they were right outside the sack. "Should we grab the smaller one?"

Marianne went still. Whatever was about to happen, she would probably have a better chance of escape than another fairy or elf.

"Nah, she's quieting down. Probably fainted."

The two voices laughed. Marianne snarled in their general direction.

"Where's my potion?"

The song changed. She had no idea what had happened to Sunny. Someone else was singing now.

"I've been mistreated. I've been abused. I've been trespassed, and invaded – and I am not amused! I've been insulted – disrespected! I've been mistreated!"

The bag was being carried away. Marianne kept a tight grip on her sword hilt. Wherever they were taking her, whatever opened the bag was going to be in for a nasty surprise.

"Release my daughter!" King Dagda shouted at the goblins. The Bog King sneered and landed in front of his fellow monarch.

"Return the love potion by moon-down, or you'll never see your daughter again."

The Fairy King would have called for his guards, but a quick glance around the festival showed that they were all being held down. He tried to reason with Bog instead.

"No one has a love potion. There haven't been any since you imprisoned the Sugar Plum Fairy."

"Really? Then I suppose I and my guards and Sugar Plum herself all just imagined an elf breaking into my castle earlier today."

"No one from my kingdom would –"

"Take me instead!" cried Sunny. "It was me – I took the love potion!"

The Bog King loomed menacingly over the elf in question.

"Then give it back."

"I … I don't have it."

With a snort of contempt, the Bog King rose into the air.

"You heard my terms! By moon-down! Or all of you will be next!" The goblins who had taken over the stage played power chords to his exit. "I've been insulted! Disrespected! I've been mistreated!"

The goblins left.

"No need to worry!" a voice announced from the back of the crowd. Roland emerged from behind a leaf. "I will rescue the princess! I was – I was just fighting a dozen goblins."

"Roland!" King Dagda was relieved to hear at least one of his knights was able to hold his own. "Yes. What do you need?"

"I need an army. And, weapons. Maybe a trebuchet. And a cannon. And –"

"I'll rescue her," Sunny insisted. "This is my fault and I have to fix it."

"You've done quite enough!" Dagda snapped. He considered himself a patient and even-tempered fairy, but with his daughter in danger his temper was short. Any parent would be the same.

"You nearly got everyone killed!" another elf agreed.

"What did you even want a love potion for?" Dawn asked.

Sunny mumbled something no one could catch. Then, more loudly, "… For you."

"Why would I want – ?" Dawn gasped, clapping her hands over her mouth, her wings snapping open. "You were going to use a love potion on me? Sunny, how could you?" Her hands dropped to her sides and clenched into fists. "I thought you were my friend!"

"I am your friend!" he insisted. "I just – I wanted to be more."

"And you couldn't have, I don't know, told me how you feel? You had to go behind my back and find a magic way to make me love you?"

This was very concerning and ordinarily King Dagda would be giving it his full attention, but right now – agonizing though it was – he had to prioritize one of his girls over the other. Dawn was hurt emotionally, but Marianne was in imminent physical danger.

"You'll have all the resources you need," he told the knight who had nearly become his son-in-law … and still might. King Dagda turned to the other guards. "Rally all knights of the realm. Send out a call for volunteers. We march on the Dark Forest."

(According to the end credits, the song Mistreated was written by Ritchie Blackmoore and David Coverdale. I got the name 'Dagda' for the Fairy King from the website TV Tropes. I decided to start posting this story now since no one else on this site seems to have taken up this premise, which was offered so temptingly in the film, and the longer I wait, the less likely I am to be the first. This story is not fully written yet. I do have the first eight chapters and will be posting them on a weekly schedule until I run out of pre-written material, then updating as chapters are written.)