Chapter 7

Rachel's POV

I woke up lying on soft white sand that was so fine that it slipped right through my hands when I held it. I rubbed my eyes and brushed my wet red hair out of my eyes. I was right next to the sea and Sebastian scuttled around waiting for me impatiently and Flounder swimming in the water.

"There's the prince," Sebastian pointed to a teenager that resembled Percy Jackson. The same one I saw on the ship. The one that I had rescued.

I nodded remembering I couldn't talk.

As the prince approached me, my heart did summersaults. I looked down to see what I was wearing. What I saw was really interesting. The same purple shell bikini top but instead of a sparkly green tail, there was my legs with a green wrap around.

"Hello," the prince greeted me. "I am Prince Percy. What is your name?"

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. I coughed, pointed to my throat, and shook my head.

"You can't talk?" Prince Percy assumed.

I nodded.

"Poor girl," he said. "Come with me."

As I walked along the coast I saw a cloud pass by. It was Grover with Annabeth, Piper, and Leo! Their heads were darting around, probably looking for me. I tried to call out to them, and nothing but a series of squeaks came out of my mouth. My right hand shot up to my mouth and I turned as red as my hair when Prince Percy gave me a weird face.

Soon, the magical cloud was out of sight. I sighed as I entered the castle.

The maids gave me a clean pink floating chiton that came down to my knees on one side and down to the floor on the other.

I went to the dinner table and saw Percy kissing a girl who looked like Annabeth with a blue dress.

I cleared my throat.

The prince looked up. "Oh. This is my wife, Annarella. Annarella this is ah… what's your name?"

A butler got me a paper and pen and I started to write down the letter "R". Remembering my name was supposed to be Ariel, I scribbled it out and wrote in neat letters; Ariel.

"Yes, this is Ariel. Ariel this is my wife," the prince kissed Annarella's cheek.

Oh no. This was totally not good. He had a wife? Now I can't win his heart! On the same piece of paper I wrote down: You have a wife?

"Yes, in fact I do, and I love her very much."

"I love you too, Percy," Annarella said.

"Oh, Annarella," Percy gushed. Hearing Annarella's name, made me think. Yes, Annabeth was in a fairytale today. Annabeth told me that she was stuck in Cinderella until her happy ending came true. And since I saw Annabeth with Grover on the cloud, which meant her happy ending already happened. And since her boyfriend in real life was Percy, which means that's Annabeth's prince in her fairytale. Since, Annabeth's prince was Percy and she had her happy ending that meant….. Oh no. That meant she married Percy. Plus Annabeth mixed with Cinderella is Annarella and since Annabeth finished the story, the real Annarella would live with Prince Percy! So this was the same Prince Percy that Annarella had married! That means I'd never get a happy ending and I would never go back home to Camp Half-Blood.

I never knew life in a fairytale could be so hard.

Hazel's POV

I couldn't handle the ball any longer so I went up to my room and out on the balcony. From there, I could see the people dancing and laughing. Balls… they just weren't my thing. I mean, even school dances were better!

I gazed at the night stars and pointed out the constellations. There was the archer, the Big Dipper, the Little Dipper, the frog… Wait. The frog? More like a frog! I looked down and saw a big slimy frog staring at me.

"GODS OF OLYMPUS!" I screamed backing away.

"Jeez, my beautiful woman, don't judge the looks. Judge the personality," the frog said. Wait, the frog said.

"You can talk?" I asked the frog, poking its leg.

"Ah, watch it," the frog told me, pulling back its leg. "Now, my princess. Give me a kiss. Then I shall turn back into a prince and I will marry you."

Okay sure. So I was probably the princess in the princess and the frog. I squeezed my eyes shut and kissed the frog. All of a sudden, I felt like I was flying and then, I dropped. I opened my eyes. I was now very short and…. I looked in the mirror. I was a frog! Nasty!

"Ew!" I exclaimed. "What did you do to me?"

"What did I do?!" the frog exclaimed angrily. "What did you do? Are you even a princess?"

Ah. Now I got it. I wasn't in just any Princess and the Frog. I was in Disney's Princess and the Frog.

"No!" I shouted.

"Ok listen," the frog said slowly. "I am Prince Frank and I got turned into a frog by someone very evil. I need a princess to kiss me and I will turn back. Help me!"

"Fine," I grumbled. "I'll go with you. Just give me a minute."

I walked inside (no, I meant hopped) leaving Frank, oops, Prince Frank alone on the balcony.

Then Grover, Piper, Annabeth, and Leo poofed next to me on a cloud.

"Hey," Piper greeted me. "Annabeth, Leo, and I are done with our fairytales. We came to help you."

"What's Grover doing here?" I asked.

"Oh," Annabeth waved her hand dismissively. "He's our storyteller. Without him, we won't be able to get out of this world."

I looked over to Leo who was staring into space. "Why are you a frog?" he asked me.

Piper slapped him. "Don't be so rude!" After giving him a lecture, Piper turned over to me. "So why are you a frog?"

"I'm in the Princess and the Frog Disney version," I told her miserably.

"Well you still look gorgeous as a frog," Leo muttered staring into space again.

I stared at him.

Piper clapped her hands in front of Leo's face and he popped back to reality.

"We're supposed to be helping Hazel, not telling her that she's hot!" Piper scolded.

Leo blushed. "Um, oh, right."

"Do you want to make your story shorter?" Grover asked. Then all of a sudden there was a rumble and a bunch of grapes got thrown at Grover.

"What-?" Grover mumbled surprised.

There was another rumble.

"Yeah, yeah," Grover sighed. "Can't I fast forward a little bit?"

Another rumble and grapes got thrown at him again.

"Come on a little! I'll grow you more grapes at Camp?" Grover offered.

A smaller rumble with no grapes.

"Thanks!" Grover smiled.

"What was that?" Annabeth demanded.

"Oh nothing," Grover replied. "That was my boss; the story keeper! He keeps everything in order!"

"Also know as…?" Leo said, curiously.

"Bacchus probably. I mean who else chucks grapes when they're angry?" I pointed out.

"Actually, one other person does," Grover grinned mischievously.

"Dionysus," Piper guessed.

"Yup!" Grover replied happily. He studied a garden on his cloud and concentrated hard.

"Uh, dude?" Leo waved his hand around.

There was no answer.

"Dude. That's definitely not normal. He's turning purple," Leo said.

All of a sudden grape vines started growing out of the cloud.

"There!" Grover's face turned normal again. "I grew some grapes!"

We stared at him as though he went mad.

"It's an offering for Dionysus," he explained.

The grape vines poofed away.

"Anyway," I muttered. "About the fast forwarding?"

"Yes. I can fast forward you anyplace in this story you want." Grover told me.

"How about the part where we marry?" I suggested.

Grapes got thrown at me.

"What was that for?" I demanded.

"Oh sorry Hazel," Grover apologized. "I promised Dionysus that he could chuck grapes at you whenever he wants in the story, if you fast forward."

"But," I didn't finish my sentence because grapes began filling my mouth.

Eat them, a little voice in the back of my mind said. Eat these grapes and I will stop throwing grapes.

"Yah bettah," I mumbled with a mouth full of grapes.

My teeth sank into the purple grapes and sweet juice squirted out and filled my taste buds. I chewed the grapes and more delicious juice came out. It was so good.

"Ok," Grover said. "Fast forward we go."

Things started moving so fast and then everything stopped. Everything was gold. The trunks of the trees and the leaves were golden. The stone pathway was golden and everything else was golden except for the people (and frogs.)

"Don't tell me it's the curse of Midas," Leo mumbled under his breath.

I hopped down the stone path and kissed Prince Frank the Frog.

Then, some golden dust floated around. Frank and I turned back to human. I gazed into his eyes, closed mine, and kissed him again. Then everything turned black.

Annabeth's POV

After Frank and Hazel kissed the second time, everything was black. Then everything was in rainbow colors and I opened my eyes. Hazel, Piper, Leo, and I were floating around in a swirl of colors.

"Where are we?" I asked. My voice echoed.

"I don't know," Hazel's voice replied echoey.

"We have to get out," Piper's voice was also echoing, but very determined.

"I see rainbows," Leo burst into fits of giggles.

"Is he ok?" Hazel cocked her head to the side.

"Can we call a doctor?" Piper asked concerned.

"I believe the question is, 'can we call anyone?'" I corrected.

Piper whipped out her cell phone and dialed 911. Her phone beeped. Sorry. Could not reach the number 9-1-1. Please try again.

Piper shook her head helplessly.

Hazel took out her smart phone and dialed 911. On hold… her phone replied.

Hazel shook her head, frustrated. "911 is never on hold."

I pulled out my iPhone.

"No," Hazel floated to me. "It won't work."

Piper slipped her phone back into the pocket of her pink dress. I slipped mine into my white dress, and Hazel slipped hers into her green leafy dress.

I glanced over at Leo. He was floating on his back and twirling his fingers around.

"I see lollipops and unicorns. HEHEHE!" Leo smiled like a ditz.

"Now I'm starting to worry about him," I admitted.

Leo floated over. "Worry about who?" he tapped his chin and then his eyes lit up. "Oooh! I know! Pick me, pick me!"

I noticed that Piper was recording this on her phone. She zoomed her screen in closer as Leo picked his boogers.

"Um, Leo," I stifled giggles. "I call on you."

"You are worry about that transformer!" Leo shouted.

"Um, you are correct," Hazel told him.

"Yay! Wheee!" Leo flung his arms towards the endless rainbow sky and spun in circles. "Do I get a sticker?"

"Yes, Mr. Valdez. You get a sticker," I said, amused.

Piper's camera turned to me as I talked.

"Mrs. Levesque, can you please present Leo's sticker?" I asked, professionally.

The camera turned to Hazel.

"Yes," Hazel hid her smile. "Yes, I will."

Hazel got an imaginary sticker out of her pocket and stuck it on Leo's chest.

"Here is your imaginary sticker, Leo," Hazel explained as Leo shouted "Whoopee!"

As Piper stopped recording, she leaned over to me and whispered, "This would get a million hits on YouTube. I nodded and once again, the world went black.