Hey guys...sorry it took me forever to write this chapter! I've been so busy, as I am preparing to go to college and I'm also graduating from high School in less than a month! Yay! I WILL finish this story, even if it kills me, because even though I still have a long way to go, I'm excited to write the last few chapters.

Enough of my rambling…Onto the Reviews!

NobleBrokenBeauty: Yeah…I love writing for Robert…so much fun to do! I'm glad you liked that chapter and I hope you like this one!

Nausicaa of the Spirits: Wow…I forgot to mention there was a Disney reference and STILL you got it. Good job. I hope you like this chapter!

Madmongoose5876: Yeah...Olive is fun to mess around with. I'm glad you like her enough to offer fanart…well, enjoy the chapter!

Songbird of the theatre: I'm glad you like it! You'll see a bit of Nathaniel/Olive in here too! Enjoy! And thanks for the double review!

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On with the show!

Chapter 7

Narissa Reigns

Giselle hummed quietly to herself as she danced around the ballroom in Edward and Nancy's castle, dusting the tables and pillars. In about a half an hour the party would start and Giselle wanted to make sure everything was perfect for her friends big baby shower. Not too far away was Morgan and Pip, who were sweeping the floor as some birds held the dustpan as the swept.

Giselle looked out a window and noticed the sun was setting. She sighed with wonder, "where is Edward, Nathaniel and Olive? The party will start in any minute and they're still not here!"

"Aw, don't fret too much honey," said Pip with a small smile, "I'm sure they'll be back."

Giselle smiled warmly at her friends, "I'm curious to know how Nathaniel and Olive got along…I really do believe they would make a cute couple."

"Do they like each other?" asked Morgan curiously.

"I do hope so," began Giselle before gasping at the sight she saw at the window. Sure enough, Edward was walking proudly towards the castle as Nathaniel and Olive trudged on. Giselle squealed with delight.

"They're here!" she yelled as she ran out of the ballroom, leaving Morgan and Pip behind to do the remainder of the chores.

"Hey! What about us?" asked Morgan with a grumpy face. She sighed and continued to clean the ballroom.

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Giselle ran out side of the castle, along with Nancy who spotted them as well. Once the three troll-hunters got closer, Nancy embraced her husband in a tight hug while Giselle hugged Olive and Nathaniel. She let go and looked at them with eager eyes.

Olive shuddered, "Hey Giselle…why are you looking at us like that?"

"So, how'd it go?" she asked rather loudly. Olive and Nathaniel gave each other 'looks' and then turned to face Giselle with nervous smiles.

"Well…it was sort of a mixed bag," began Nathaniel as he adjusted his coat, "of course, the troll-hunting itself was very boring and tiresome, but…" he blushed a bit, "I did enjoy talking to Olive. She was great company."

"Aw stop it," laughed Olive as she punched him in the arm, "you're making me blush."

Giselle couldn't help but squeal and hug Olive tightly, "I'm so happy for you two!"

Olive gently pushed Giselle off of her and looked at her strangely, "For what?"

"Oh, don't be so coy!" she giggled, "it's obvious that you two had a 'date' and since you like each other, you must now be together! Now you can share true love's kiss!"

Olive looked at Giselle in shock, almost blushing herself. Nathaniel was completely red, and trying to hide himself behind his hat. Trying not to explode, Olive took a deep breath and placed a hand on Giselle's shoulder.

"Giselle…me and Nathaniel are just friends…we've only known each other for a day! Geez woman! Don't jump off to conclusions! Besides…even if I did love him, I couldn't be with him,"

Giselle shook her head, "I don't understand."

Olive sighed and pulled the hair out of her face, "I have a few rules I have to follow as your fairy godmother. One of them being I can never fall in love."

"WHAT!?" yelled Giselle and now Nathaniel was intrigued.

"DON'T TELL ME YOU DIDN'T KNOW!" yelled Olive back, "falling in love would distract us from doing our job, which is to grant your wishes. I would think it would be very obvious seeing as how most fairy godmothers are old and SINGLE."

Giselle pouted, "but Olive…it's such a silly rule."

"I know, I know…you don't think I know that?" she looked away from both of them, "but if I want to become a great fairy godmother, I'm going to have to make some sacrifices, and love just so happened to be one of them."

Giselle still couldn't believe this. No love? At all? EVER? She wanted to say something else, but Olive had already walked away, obviously wanting to drop the subject all together. Giselle turned to see Nathaniel, looking a bit pale and surprised.

"Are…are you all right?" she asked.

Nathaniel looked at her and smiled, "Um…yes, I'm quiet alright."

Giselle noticed the uncertainty in his eyes, but decided not to press the subject further. She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder and began to lead him to the castle.

"Let's go inside. The party's going to start soon," she said.

Later on at night, lively music was playing in the ballroom as both Andalasian and Fantasian citizens danced, talked, ate and enjoyed themselves. Edward and Nancy sat in their respectable thrones, watching everyone enjoy their merriment. Nancy looked a bit bored and got up from her seat, which alarmed Edward.

"What is it Nancy dearest?" he asked.

"Edward, I don't just want to sit here all night," she said in a bit of a whiny tone. She grabbed Edward by the hand and brought him close to her, his face just inches from her face," I want to dance!"

And then, Nancy dragged Edward to the dance floor, obviously taking the lead. Not to far from them was Giselle and Robert dancing with one another. Giselle told Robert as they were dancing the situation Olive was in.

"So…she really can't fall in love?" asked Robert, "Ever?"

"Never ever," stated Giselle sadly. "It seems so unfair to me…she's such a spirited person and I was so sure that she and Nathaniel were meant to be."

"I don't like her all that much," began Robert, "but even I don't think it's fair that she can't love. I mean, it's human nature to fall in love! It's not like you can stop anyone."

"Well, Olive must have really good self control…just look at her…"

As they danced, they both spotted Olive leaning against the wall with a bored look upon her face. A man offered her a dance but she merely shook her head, giving off an excuse about a bad leg. The man walked away, looking disappointed.

"…poor girl…I wish there was something to do for her."

Robert cocked an eyebrow in Olive's direction. Olive noticed and stuck her tongue out at him before leaving. Robert gave her a glare, but shook it off and looked at Giselle, "to be honest, I don't think she cares…and if she does, we shouldn't be deciding anything for her. It's her life and if she wants to live it that way the there's nothing we can do."

Giselle sighed and leaned her head on Robert's chest as a slow song came on, "I know that but…you know me…I can't help but gate involved…"

"Just try not to, okay?"

Giselle nodded and gave Robert a sweet kiss. Right then, the son ended and everyone clapped as another one began. Just before Giselle and Robert went off to start another dance, they could see Edward and Nancy beckoning to them to come. Shrugging their shoulders, the walked off the dance floor and towards Nancy and Edward.

"Is everything alright?" asked Giselle.

"Of course! Everything is perfect!" exclaimed Edward rather proudly, "we just called because we have some friends we would like you to meet."

"Oh! How wonderful!" exclaimed Giselle as she clasped her hands together in delight. Edward them led Giselle and Robert to two people. They were both wearing royal attire, one being a beautiful blonde woman and the other a tall burly man with a beard. They looked a bit older than Edward and Nancy, but not by much.

"My friends, meet Queen Gwendolyn and King Henry of Fantasia," said Edward and they both smiled, "Henry and Gwendolyn, this is Giselle and Robert of New York."

"Oh, it's so wonderful to meet you," exclaimed Gwendolyn, giving Giselle a hug. "You look wonderful dear."

"Oh, why thank you very much," answered Giselle sweetly, "you look incredibly beautiful in that dress."

Gwendolyn scoffed, "this old thing? I merely pulled it out of my closet at the very last minute….I'm such a procrastinator…thank you though dear."

She then turned to Robert wand shook his hand in a friendly manner, "Ah, Edwrad has told me about you. How are you finding Andalasia?"

"Oh, it's great. Much nicer than New York, I will admit," responded Robert with a small smile.

King Henry loomed over Giselle and gave her a smile…a smile that for some reason, Giselle could have sworn she saw once before.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Giselle," he said in what sounded like a rather forced tone as he bowed slightly towards her. Giselle smiled nervously and curtsied back.

"Likewise, I am sure," she responded.

King Henry then made his way toward Robert and stared at him straight in the eyes. Robert had to admit, he was uncomfterable in his presence, but the Henry merely smirked and him hand shook his hand in a strong and hurtful handshake.

"Nice to meet you pretty boy," he said with a laugh. Once they stopped shaking hands, Robert cradled his hand, as it was in pain. He merely looked at Henry suspiciously.

"Um…yeah…you too," he responded.

Unaware of the awkward greeting, Edward came in-between the middle of them, all smiles. "Ah, all friends now I hope! Now, let us return to the dance floor!"

And with that, Nancy grabbed him by the arm and lead him into a tango dance.

Henry turned to his wife, while carefully eyeing Giselle and Robert, "I'm going to sit this one out my darling. I need to find a restroom."

"Of course, take your time," responded Gwendolyn, waiting for her husband to kiss her goodbye, but instead, he merely patted her shoulder and left, leaving her confused. Giselle and Robert walked away from them both, wanting to talk privately.

"Gwendolyn seems nice," said Giselle with much enthusiasm.

"Yeah, but I don't like that Henry guy," responded Robert with a curious look on his face, "he looks like he's up to something…"

"Usually, this is where I tell you to give him a chance, but I…sort of agree," she responded carefully, "he seems very…well, strange…and I feel like I've seen him before."

"I'm glad I'm no the only one who thought that," said Robert, shuddering, "wow, this is freaky."

"Oh, let's just forget about it for now," said Giselle, grabbing Robert's hand and edging towards the dance floor, "right now, let's try to have some fun and celebrate this day. Remember, this is for Edward and Nancy."

Robert smiled at Giselle, "You're right…"

They began to dance together; Giselle resting her head on Robert's chest. Robert could feel his cheeks turning a bit red. He had to admit…she drove him wild whenever they were this close…but he loved it, and always has.

"By the way," began Giselle, looking up at Robert, "where is Morgan and Pip?"

"Oh, Morgan is getting ready for bed and Pip volunteered to tuck her in," said Robert with a shrug. "She should be asleep right about now."

"Aw…c'mon now Pip! Tell me another story!"

Pip merely rolled his eyes at the 7 year old, who was sitting on her bed with great wide eyes; no exhaustion found in them. He had already just told her the true story about "Little Red Riding Hood", and yet here she was, asking for another story. Who did she think he was? A best selling novelist…oh wait…never mind. Either way, he could help but laugh because Morgan's childish pleas reminded him of Giselle.

"Honey I'm tired," he retorted as he scampered up close to her to tuck her in bed, "besides, you should be in bed…your dad told me you needed to be…"

"How can I sleep when I'm so excited!?" she exclaimed, "we're here in Andalasia…a place I never thought truly existed until now…It's just all so enchanting….plus, there's a ball going on downstairs! How can I sleep knowing there's a party going on?"

"Believe me sweetheart," began Pip, "you wouldn't want to go to that party…all dancing and talking…no real action!"

"But…I've never been to one!" whined Morgan, "please Pip? Can't I at least sneak a peak downstairs?"

"Nice try," said Pip, pinching her cheeks, "but your dad said that it was way past your bedtime. Besides, tomorrow, I promise to take you on grand tour of the forest of Andalasia. I'll introduce you to some of my animal friends."

Morgan cocked an eyebrow at the chipmunk. "Do you promise?"

Pip stuck out his pinky and locked it with Morgan's. "I pinky swear."

"Cross your heart and hope to die?"

"Stick a needle in my eye!"

Morgan soon fell over in a fit of giggles. She smiled at the chipmunk and finally gave in, "alright, you win. Just let me go to the bathroom first."

"Make it quick!" he called after her as she closed the bedroom door and headed towards the dark hall.

Morgan couldn't' help but skip a bit down the hall as she headed towards the restroom, unaware that someone was watching her. She was too wrapped around the idea of being in a fairy tale and meeting all sorts of creatures…a seven year old could go crazy knowing the things she seen! Morgan even believes that when school starts again, she'll have the best "How I Spent My Summer Vacation" essay in class.

Suddenly, she heard faint footsteps down the hall. She turned her head sharply, only to find nothing there. Shrugging, she continued down the hall, a bit startled. She heard the noise again, only it was louder. Morgan took a dive behind a suit of armor and shook in fear.

What was that? She thought, Is someone following me?

Trying to pull herself together, Morgan came out of hiding and turned around towards he bedroom, no longer feeling the need to use the restroom. Suddenly, she saw a shadow and this time, when she turned around, there stood a figure, looking elegant, yet deadly. Morgan fell backwards in fright, unable to cream, as if the ability had been ripped out of her. The figure merely smiled and bent down to her height.

"Hello there, sweetheart."

Nathaniel sighed as he leaned against a pillar, watching the couples dance. True, it was very ungentlemanly like for him to slouch at such an important event, but at the time, he didn't care. His thoughts encircled around Narissa, and now, Olive. He was shocked to find out Olive could not love, (who wouldn't?) but for some reason, it bothered him incredibly to the point of confusion. Why does it matter? It didn't concern him…besides; Nathaniel was not in love with Olive. They had only just met! There is no way he could be…

Could he?

Trying to push this aside, he looked around the room to see Olive also looking as bored as he was. Every now and then, a man would go up to her and ask her for a dance, but she would merely decline each time. Nathaniel couldn't help but notice how beautiful Olive looked, even if she wasn't dressed up like everyone else. For him, she was the Cinderella at the ball.

Feeling the necessity to talk to her, Nathaniel puffed in his stomach and walked towards where Olive was. She merely looked at him strangely and Nathaniel had to exhale, allowing himself to breathe and laugh in embarrassment.

"Good ev-v-vening Miss Olive," he stuttered.

"Oh hey Nathaniel," she said with a warm smile. Nathaniel couldn't help but blush, because this was the first time she smiled all night, and it was directed towards him.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

Olive merely blew a raspberry, "more like boring myself. But…it is for Edward and Nancy, so I try to look interested…I don't want Giselle to worry."

"About what?"

"Well, you saw how she reacted today about the "no love" thing," she began, rolling her eyes, "I'm already riddled down with stress about the is big test, and I don't need my godchild to keep pestering me about something that is no big deal."

"Oh…right," responded Nathaniel, laughing nervously. They stood there, quietly for a while as a fast paced song began to play. This surprised the two, and Olive's eyes merely brightened in awe.

"Now this is more like it," she said with a laugh, "I was getting tired of the slow dances. Hey twinkle-toes…ya wanna dance?"

Nathaniel's heart skipped a beat as Olive extended her hand. He merely nodded and Olive dragged him to the dance floor and they began to dance.

They began with their arms wrapped around each others shoulders, but Olive wanted more freedom to move and moved one of Nathaniel's hands down to her waist. Nathaniel gulped in fear, but Olive's sly smile made he feel a bit better. The room felt like it was spinning as they danced, Olive taking the lead. Nathaniel couldn't help but notice some men looking at him with envy. For once, he was the envy of others.

Growing more confidence, Nathaniel began to lead the dance, surprising, yet intriguing Olive. He gave her a devious smile as he twisted her around like a tabletop, and then bringing her towards him and spinning her again for a final dip.

The song ended and while many people applauded, others looked on in shock, as if Olive and Nathaniel's dancing style was scandalous. Not caring about his social status, Nathaniel helped Olive up, who was panting and sweating.

"Geez Nathaniel," she said, "you're one heck of a dancer. I'm very impressed."

"Oh," he replied timidly, "I…I don't think I'm that good…you on the other hand Miss Olive are very…well, uh…graceful."

Olive smiled sweetly and ruffled his hair playfully. He couldn't help but laugh at her playful gesture, and it gave him a bit of confidence.

"Uh…Olive?" he began, making her face him, "I was wondering, if you…"

Suddenly, trumpets could be heard in the room, making every heads turn towards the throne. Edward was standing there, with Nancy sitting down and Henry and Gwendolyn standing at either side of him.

"May I have your attention please!" called Edward, "come on now, look at me! It isn't too hard!"

Once everyone in the room stopped chatting, Edward beamed with pride and continued to talk, but Giselle had something else on her mind.

"Robert!" she whispered, "did you see Nathaniel and Olive? They were dancing!"

"Yeah so?" he asked, shrugging his shoulders.

"Rule or no rule, something is up with them," she thought out loud, "they like each other…I just know it…"

"Giselle," Began Robert, "don't get involved…"

Giselle pouted and turned to face where Edward was. Robert merely rolled his eyes and sighed.

Women, he thought.

"…and now, I would like to have my good friend, King Henry of Fantasia, say a few things about me, Nancy and the baby…and of course, me."

Everyone applauded as Henry stood up in front of the crowd, waving. Giselle and Robert applauded, but with much care.

Henry cleared his throat before he began, "Andalasians and Fantasians alike, it gives me great pride to see you all tonight. Not just for the sake of Nancy and Edward, but also for what you're about to see. Forever, we two nations have been separated, but things change…our nations will combine together to form a greater force that no one could vanquish!"

Robert cocked an eyebrow, "what is he talking about?"

Giselle shrugged. "I don't know…but something isn't right…"

"…And with one nation….why should there be four rulers? Surely one is enough…if that said person had something like say…oh a magical staff?"

And with that, the magical staff from the Arden forest appeared in Henry's hand. Giselle gasped in fright.

"Robert…" she began, tugging at his sleeve, "I don't think that's Henry…"

"Henry old man!" yelled Edward furiously, "that speech does NOT sound like it's about my dearest and I!"

"Hmph…always about you, right? Well now…it's going to be all about me!"

"Henry…" began Gwendolyn.

"Hush you! I am not your husband!'

"Wha…"

"Speciosus Formosus Praeclarus…"

And with that, Henry fell to the ground in twitching pain, as green smoke emerged from him. The smoke materialized into a tall, slender woman with menacing eyes.

"Queen Narissa!" gasped Giselle.

Sure enough, the shock made everyone grow quiet. Even Nathaniel couldn't utter a word.

"Hey twinkle-toes," whispered Olive, "I think your girlfriend's back..."

With a wave from the staff, Narissa cast a spell on the guards of the castle, who then blocked the doors so that no one could escape. She also made cages appear before her and with another swift moment, she locked Edward, Nancy, Henry and Gwendolyn inside one. Giselle ran up to the front of the room, with Robert close behind. Seeing Giselle do this, Olive also ran up front, dragging Nathaniel with her.

"Narissa!" yelled Giselle with much distaste, "how…how are you…"

"Alive?" Narissa cackled, "do you think a mere fall could destroy someone as powerful as I? Yeah right…Yes, I turned into dust, but I did not die…I merely came back into Andalasia, but still as dust. It took a full year for me to materialize back to my glorious self again…and now, I can rule not just Andalasia, but also Fantasia! And as an added bonus, I'm going to get my revenge on you."

With a wave of her hand, Narissa had another cage appear, holding two familiar figures. Robert and Giselle cried in shock when they saw it was Pip and Morgan, trying their best to claw their way out.

"Daddy! Giselle!" cried Morgan as Narissa blasted the cage towards the wall where Edward, Nancy, the still unconscious Henry and Gwendolyn. She merely cackled as Robert tried his best to reach them, but some guards grabbed hold of him before he could do anything.

"You let my daughter go…NOW!" he yelled, struggling against the weight of the guards.

"Or what? You'll flip back you're wavy hair? Ooh…I'm so frightened!"

Suddenly, a burst of blue surged through the air and blasted a hole near Narissa's feet. Narissa growled and turned to see it was Olive, who had her hands glowing blue in defense.

"Let…them…go…now!" she shouter with a serious tone that was unusual for them all to hear. Nathaniel was cowering behind her, but also making sure she would be alright.

"Aw…how cute…a little fairy godmother in training thinks she can defeat poor little Narissa! Oh please…I've haven't done spells like that since I was born."

Olive growled and was about to throw another spell at her, but Narissa grabbed hold of the staff and a light emerged from it, shocking Olive and making it hard for her to breathe.

"Olive!" cried Giselle as guards also held her back.

Nathaniel decided it was time to take action and in one swift movement, he pushed Olive out of the light, giving her the chance to breathe. Olive coughed and gagged on the floor as Narissa stared deeply at Nathaniel.

"Why my dear, sweet Nathaniel," she said mockingly, "I'm sure you missed me…don't deny it…it's clear on your face. It's nice to know you grew a bit of a backbone while I was gone…"

Nathaniel looked away as he bent down to help olive, who was still gagging and coughing; her eyes wide opened from the shock.

"Narissa…I'm not going to let you destroy my home, Fantasia or my FRIENDS!" yelled Giselle.

"Oh, but you have no choice. I can't have you running around trying to ruin my plan, so I'm sending you back to a "special place' you all know…don't worry about your friends and daughter…I'm sure they'll make great servants…for a while."

Giselle growled in fury, but Narissa raised her staff and shocked her like she did Olive, only briefly. Robert stared at her in disgust.

"You monster!" he shouted.

"I try," she said jokingly. She turned to face the guards. "Move aside."

She raised the staff again, only a different light appeared, encircling Giselle, Olive, Robert and Nathaniel. Narissa gave them an evil grin.

"Goodbye little princess," she said with a final laugh before blasting them off into the air and making them disappear from the soon doomed city of Andalasia.

Giselle could not help but feel a whirlwind of color as they were twisting and tumbling to God knows where. Suddenly, it all stopped as she and the others were blasted up into the air and then Giselle fell onto the cold ground with a great thud. Moaning in pain, Giselle slowly got up as her senses returned…bright neon colors appeared before her and the sounds of honking horns could be heard. She noticed that Robert was also stirring, and Nathaniel and Olive were already up.

"Where are…we?" asked Robert, who was still in a daze.

Giselle turned when she heard a noise. The manhole shut itself tight and even as she tried, she couldn't pry it open. She cried in anguish.

"We're back in New York Robert," she answered, "Andalasia is in trouble…and Narissa locked our only path back inside..."

Oooh…They're stuck in New York! Oh oh…and Narissa has Morgan! Well, I hope this chapter was okay…I thought it kinda sucked, but it was needed for the rest of the story to be understandable.

Thanks for reading!

Love,

Kim (aka Midnightmoon14)