A/N: This is my first story. I was watching The Emperor's New Groove and thought Pacha looked a little old to have to young children. I mean he and his wife could have had some that died young, considering the time period, so I imagined him an older daughter from a previous marriage (again, the time period). So here is her adventure with her father and an emperor turned llama. And, of course, I own nothing but my character.

The day that her father had gotten the summons from the emperor and she knew it would be her only chance to go to the capital city at least before she was married off. She had heard that the castle was golden and amazing, and all she wanted was to see it once in her life.

She begged for hours, days even, after her father had received the summons, trying to convince him that he should take her. Finally, whether he agreed with her or just wanted to hear the end of it, he caved and told her that she could go. So, Atoc was on her way to the capital, on a trip that would change her life, but that comes later.

The capital was absolutely amazing. It was so crowded and full of people. Atoc looked around at the hustle and bustle that was around her as she sat on the front of the cart, a green traveling scarf wrapped around her dark hair, while her father, Pacha, lead their llama, Misty, through the mess of people.

Her father was the village leader back home and had been summoned to the palace to meet with Emperor Kuzco. The reason why had not been stated on the summons, but she thought that it had to be something truly important. The trip was dangerous and took a few days, even by the shortest route, so whatever the emperor needed had to be important.

Pacha and Atoc were finally able to find a stable to let Misty rest in, and too keep their cart in while they went to the palace. Pacha didn't want to take his oldest daughter to the palace, but was more afraid of the trouble she could get into in the market, so he decided it would be best to keep an eye on her while they were in the capital, and he had placated her by promising to let her shop in the market for trinkets to take home and give to her siblings.

The father and daughter made their way to the palace, though there were more steps up to the top than they were expecting they made it eventually. But once they got there, they weren't quite sure where to go. So Pacha took it upon himself to do what all men hate, he asked for directions.

"Uh, excuse me. I'm here to see Emperor Kuzco. You see, I got this summons-" Pacha was cut off by the blue and red painted guard before he could finish his question.

"Inside, up the stairs and to the left. Just follow the signs." The guard was obviously tired of having to answer this question. There were signs to tell people where to go. The abruptness of the guard's answer threw Pacha for a loop.

"Oh, great. Thanks a lot." He smiled as he walked off, his daughter bouncing along next to him, trying to contain herself. Atoc was looking around at everything, her dark brown eyes trying to absorb what she was seeing so she would remember it forever, and so she could keep her little siblings entertained with what she saw. But as they were walking past the gold colored banners, an old man was stuck in one. The sight of the old man made her stop and stare, as she wondered how in the world he got to be stuck.

Pacha hadn't noticed that his daughter stopped or that the old man was stuck, so when the shoe fell on his head he was surprised.

"Oh!" He caught the black sandal that bounce off of his head, looking at it confused. Until a hand reached down and tapped his shoulder.

"Uh, pardon me. That's mine." The old man pointed to the sandal in Pacha's hand.

"Oh, here you go." The younger man said, as he handed the shoe back to the man stuck in the banner. Atoc had unfrozen by this point and was ready to help her father get the old man down, but that didn't seem to be on Pacha's mind.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Pacha began to walk away from the man, Atoc was about to call him back, but it seemed like what he had just seen registered in his brain, because Pacha let out a startled cry and ran back to help the man down. "UHH! Oh, hey. Are you all right? Here. Let me, uh..."

"Oh, you're so very kind." The old man said to Pacha, as Atoc handed him the cane that was lying on the ground.

"What happened, sir?" Atoc inquired politely.

"Well, I... I threw off the emperor's groove." The poor old man sounded as though he had committed a serious crime.

"What?" Pacha and Atoc were confused. Maybe the old man had hit his head doing whatever got him stuck in the banner, because he was not making any sense.

"His groove, the rhythm in which he lives his life, his pattern of behavior. I threw it off, and the emperor had me thrown out the window."

"Oh, really? I'm supposed to see him today." Pacha was having second thoughts now. If the emperor's 'groove' had been thrown off would the meeting still go ok? Or should he come back another day?

"Don't throw off his groove!" The man warned grabbing onto the front of Pacha's poncho in order to make is point absolutely clear. The groove was not to be thrown off, at any cost.

"Oh, okay." The man that had been thrown out the window started to walk away from the pair of peasants that were watching him. He gave them a final warning as he went.

"Beware the groove." Atoc was worried about his health, he seemed rather shaken up.

"Sir, are you sure that you're ok?" She called after the man. But he didn't respond with a yes or a no.

"Groove." Was the warning he whispered again as he headed toward the steps with a wave.

"Oh I do hope he'll be alright." Atoc said; her face scrunched with worry. Her and her father turned to go into the palace. Even if they were slightly scared at the mood the emperor was going to be in.

They showed their summons to the steward, who told them that they would be announced and showed in to the throne room in just a moment.

"I think that you should wait out here. I don't know what the emperor wants, and I'd be more comfortable if you were out here than in there with me." Pacha told his daughter before they were announced. Atoc sighed loudly, disappointed that she wasn't going to see the throne room, but she understood where her father was coming from.

"Fine, but I'm not happy about this." She acquiesced, before adding, "But no promises that I won't eavesdrop through the door."

"Alright, you may go into the throne room now." The steward informed them, having heard the emperor's second demand for the village leader.

"Uh, afternoon, Your Highness. I'm here because I received a summons..." Atoc watched as her father poked his head into the room, cautious. As soon as he was through the door, her body was pressed to the other side so that she could hear the exchange between the ruler of the country and her father. Not that it was hard to eavesdrop, considering the door was left open.

"Hey, there he is! My main village man." Kuzco said from the throne, several yards above the village leader, happy to see the man that could solve his problem.

"Um, Pacha. Anyway, l-I got this summons..." Pacha moved a little farther into the throne room, but still wasn't too close to the throne.

"Pacha." The young emperor faked forgetfulness. He truly didn't know the name of the man before him. "That's right. You are just the man I wanted to see."

"I am?" Now the villager was confused, he had never done anything that would have been noticed by the emperor. So how was it that the man knew he needed to the leader to come in?

"Word on the street is you can fix my problem." The emperor got up from his throne and slid down a rope that was on the front of the platform that the chair sat on. "You can fix my problem, can't you?" The emperor ended with an almost innocent look on his face, like he would be mildly disappointed if the man before him couldn't help him fix the problem.

Though Pacha didn't know what the problem was, it was just in his nature to help people, and this was the emperor, so it must be important.

"Sure. I'll do what I can." The older man said with a shrug, as the emperor walked over to him.

"Good, good. That's just what I wanted to hear." Kuzco said, patting Pacha on the shoulder, leading him to another room. "Are you aware of just how important your village is to the empire?"

Atoc strained to hear what was being said, even with the echo that the cavernous room created. She knew her village was important to the capital, after all they grew the crops for the palace and groomed the llamas that were used for the emperor's clothes and other cloth around the palace.

Was there something wrong with what had been delivered? Did the emperor need more than what was delivered? She ran through what her father had taught her, but she could think of nothing that would cause anything to be wrong.

She wanted to sneak into the room and continue to eavesdrop, but as she moved toward the door, the guards came out, bringing her father with them.

"You can't do this. Please!" He was yelling. He didn't even seem to realize that he was back with his daughter.

"Dad? What happened? What did the emperor say? What's wrong?" Atoc tried to calm her father down. He was still trying to get past the guards, but her questions seemed to bring him out of his anger.

"He's going to destroy our village." Pacha sighed sadly, as he began to guide his daughter out of the palace.

"What?!" Atoc yelled. "Where are we going to live?"

"I don't know sweetie. I don't know."

Though they were heading home with heavy hearts, they decided to soften the blow with presents for the children. They had no enthusiasm when they bought a doll for Chaca, or the stuffed llama for Tipo. Atoc managed to make her father smile, when she found a beautiful bracelet for Chicha.

They were so upset over the news that they had to bring back that neither of them noticed the extra sack that fell onto the cart as they were leaving the city.