I don't own Quest for Camelot, Olivia Holt, Leo Howard, Wizard of Oz, Malcor(he belongs to my YT partner), Dark Knight Rises, Brother Bear, Pocahontas, Sleeping Beauty, Tangled and whatever else will be in this spoof story.
Note: Guess who's POV it'll be at the beginning in unless it's in normal mode xD
Chapter 3:
"Huh? What..." I said then saw hair. I struggled and followed the direction of the hair. "Is this hair?" I asked.
"Struggling... Struggling is pointless." A voice said, standing on the rafters.
"Huh?" I asked. The person climbed down.
"I know why you're here, and I'm not afraid of you." The voice said.
"What?" I asked.
A girl appeared from the shadows with a frying pan in her hands. "Who are you? And how did you find me?" She asked. I didn't say anything because I was too busy looking at her. "Who are you, and how did you find me?" She asked again, raising the frying pan up more.
I cleared my throat. "I know not who you are, nor how I came to find you. But may I just say... Hi. How you doing? The name's Jack Brewer. How's your day going? Huh?" I asked, grinning.
"Who else knows my location, Jack Brewer?" She asked holding her frying pan in front of her. I flinched slightly because I thought she was going to hit me with it.
"All right, ginger." I said.
"Olivia." She corrected.
"Gesundheit. Here's the deal. I was in a situation, gallivanting through the forest. I came across your tower and..." I trailed when I realized my satchel was missing. I looked around me. "Oh! Oh, no." I said then looked at her. "Where is my satchel?" I asked.
She crossed her arms with a smug look on her face. "I've hidden it. Somewhere you'll never find it." She said.
I looked around a bit then looked at a pot. "It's in that pot, isn't it?" I asked. She didn't say anything else but I did get hit in the head with the pan again. I groaned minutes later. "Huh?" I asked as I looked at a bear cub that bit my ear. I jumped, causing it to fall off of my shoulder. "Would you stop that?" I snapped.
"Now it's hidden where you'll never find it." The girl said.
"So, what do you want with my hair? To cut it?" She asked.
"What?" I asked.
"Sell it?" She asked again, putting her frying pan to my face.
"No! Listen, the only thing I want to do with your hair is to get out of it, literally." I said.
"You..." She started then went quiet for a second. "Wait. You don't want my hair?" She asked.
"Why on earth would I want your hair? Look, I was being chased, I saw a tower, I climbed it. End of story." I said.
"You're telling the truth?" She stammered.
"Yes!" I said.
"Hmm." She said then the bear cub came up to me. The girl picked up the bear cub and it growled at me as she pulled it away from me and walked away. I watched as the girl was talking to the bear cub. I started struggling again then she sighed. "Okay, Jack Brewer, I'm prepared to offer you a deal." She said and I stopped struggling.
I looked at her. "Deal?" I asked.
"Look this way." She said, pulling on her hair. I twisted then fell onto the ground with my face. "Do you know what these are?" She asked, revealing a painting.
"You mean the lantern thing they do for the princess?" I asked.
She mumbled something but I couldn't hear it. "Well, tomorrow evening, they will light the night sky with these lanterns. You will act as my guide, take me to these lanterns, and return me home safely. Then, and only then, will I return your satchel to you. That is my deal." She said.
"Yeah." I said with a grunt then landed onto my side. "No can do. Unfortunately the kingdom and I aren't exactly simpatico at the moment, so I won't be taking you anywhere." I said.
The girl looked at the lion cub and the lion cub had a fight look on his face. She glared at me and jumped down. She pulled on her hair. "Something brought you here, Jack Brewer. Call it what you will, fate, destiny..." She trailed off.
"A bear." I said flatly.
"So I have made the decision to trust you." She continued.
"A horrible decision, really." I said flatly again.
"But trust me when I tell you this." She said, tugged on her hair a little too hard and caused me to fall slightly forward. She caught the chair. "You can tear this tower apart brick by brick, but without my help, you will never find your precious satchel." She threatened.
I cleared my throat again. "Let me get this straight. I take you to see the lanterns, bring you back home, and you'll give me back my satchel?" I asked.
"I promise." She said. I looked at her. "And when I promise something, I never, ever break that promise." She continued. I still looked at her and raised an eyebrow at her. "Ever." She finished. The bear club roared softly in agreement.
I looked at the bear cub then at the girl. "All right, listen. I didn't want have to do this, but you leave me no choice. Here comes the smolder." I said, looked down then looked at her with my smolder look. Normally girls would have their hearts melt whenever I did the smolder but not this one. This one was a tougher one. Instead of her heart melting, she glared at me a bit more. "This is kind of an off day for me. This doesn't normally happen." I said, still keeping the smolder face for a bit more. "Fine! I'll take you to see the lanterns." I said.
She let go of the chair. "Really?" She asked as I fell on my face to the ground again. "Oops." She said.
I gasped. "You broke my smolder." I said. She untied me and went to the window first. I used the arrows to climb back down. I looked up. "Are you coming, ginger?" I asked and continued climbing down with the arrows.
Olivia's POV:
I had put my hair on the hook and looked down as I held the frying pan in one arm and Koda in the other.
Me(singing): Look at the world so close
And I'm halfway to it
Look at it all so big
Do I even dare
I looked at the painting.
Me: Look at me, there at last
I just have to do it
Should I? No
Here I go
Koda roared in encouragement. I chuckled then threw my hair down. I laughed as I went down the tower with my hair. I stopped suddenly as I was an inch above the ground. I looked at it. I put one foot down then the other and let go of my hair. I laughed.
Me: Just smell the grass, the dirt
Just like I dreamed they'd be
Just feel that summer breeze
The way it's calling me
For, like, the first time ever
I'm completely free
I could go running and racing
And dancing and chasing
And leaping and bounding
Hair flying, heart pounding
And splashing and reeling
And finally feeling
That's when my life begins
"I can't believe I did this!" I said then gasped. "I can't believe I did this." I said softly then jumped around a bit with a laugh. "I can't believe I did this!" I yelled happily. "Mother would be so furious." I said softly. "But that's okay. What she doesn't know won't kill her, right?" I asked, holding a flower in my hands while sitting on a rock. "Oh, my gosh! This would kill her." I said, sitting in a cave and hugging my knees. "This is so fun!" I yelled, running and kicked some leaves. "I am a horrible daughter. I'm going back." I said, leaning my head against a tree while standing on a strong tree branch. "I am never going back!" I yelled, laughing as I did cartwheels then rolled into my hair. "I am a despicable human being!" I muffled yelled as I was laying on my stomach on a field of flowers. "Best day ever!" I yelled, swinging around the tree. I was crying into my hands.
I heard someone clear their throat but I didn't look up to see it was Jack Brewer because I knew it was him. "You know, I can't help but notice you seem a little at war with yourself here." He said.
I looked up. "What?" I asked.
"I'm only picking up bits and pieces. Overprotective mother, forbidden road trip. This is serious stuff. But let me ease your conscience. This is part of growing up. A little rebellion, a little adventure, that's good. Healthy, even." He said, getting up.
I chuckled as I sniffled. "You think?" I asked.
"I know. You're way over-thinking this, trust me. Does your mother deserve it? No. Would this break her heart and crush her soul? Of course. But you've got to do it." He said.
My smile faded. "Break her heart?" I asked.
"In half." He said.
"Crush her soul?" I asked again.
"Like a grape." He said.
"She would be heartbroken. You're right." I said as he gently picked me up to my feet.
"I am, aren't I? Oh, bother. All right. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm letting you out of the deal." He said.
I looked at him. "What?" I asked.
"That's right, but don't thank me. Let's just turn around and get you home. Here's your pan, here's your dog. I get back my satchel, you get back a mother-daughter relationship based on mutual trust, and viola, we part ways as unlikely friends." He said.
I hit his chest. "No. I am seeing those lanterns." I argued.
"Oh, come on! What is it going to take for me to get my satchel back?" He asked.
I held my frying pan to his face. "I will use this." I threatened. We heard twigs break and looked at a bush that was moving around. I jumped onto Jack's back with a gasp. "Is it ruffians? Thugs? Have they come for me?" I asked, holding on.
A rabbit popped out and I gasped softly. "Stay calm. It can probably smell fear." He said.
I got down to the ground. "Oh!" I said with a chuckle. "Sorry. Guess I'm just a little bit jumpy." I said.
"Probably be best if we avoid ruffians and thugs, though." He said.
I chuckled again. "Yeah, that would probably be best." I said.
"Are you hungry? I know a great place for lunch." He said.
I chuckled. "Where?" I asked.
"Oh, don't you worry. You'll know it when you smell it." He said, grabbing my pan and pulling me along with him.