All characters are owned by George Macdonald except whatever OC's that I manage to come up with, purely fan made and inspired after reading all the great PatG fanfics

One Week Ago

The stone cup shattered as it crashed upon the floor "I. Am. HIDEOUS!" Screamed the ex-prince. His brilliant royal pink hair was gone from his head. Instead there was a crop of short brown hair cut around his tiny pink ears. His nose was bent down and small, his eyes were a brownish yellow colour and he was nearly a full two heads shorter than he use to be.

Instead of his usual handsome goblin features Froglip had been turned into a sun-person.

Mefeero was pacing around the room, trying to think of how this had happened but she knew it had to do with the potion he had drank.

When she had first stumbled upon Froglip she hadn't been able to recognize her own son but the ghastly screams that only Froglip could make made her understand that the sun creature before her was indeed her son.

Now she was laying out a plan.

Froglip flopped onto his bed, his joints and limbs aching as he hit the hard surface. Everything hurt for him. Sun-people were so soft and fleshy but he had never realized that they felt pain so acutely. It was enough to make him feel sorry for them if he didn't hate them so much.

"We'll have to do this quickly," Mefeero said softly, her thoughts turning to the plan ahead. "If we want to make you prince again."

"I am still a prince," sneered Froglip, his short cropped hair brushing against his brow. However as Mefeero watched his skin began to flex and distort back to the green colour. Quickly Mefeero clapped a hand over her sons mouth and shook her head. Froglip was shocked at first and then annoyed but Mefeero shook her head and sighed to herself.

"Of course, I entirely forgot."

"Forgot what?" Froglip muttered as he pulled his mother's strong arms from his face.

He hadn't realized how weak sun people were. No wonder they were so pathetic.

"You can't lie Froglip, if you tell a lie then the magic will break."

Froglip went pale, and his skin reverted back to the pearly pink where it had turned green.

Froglip checked himself, he was still his weak human self, much to his displeasure and relief.

"I don't see anything different."

Mefeero shook her head and began talking to herself, "the more untruthful the life, the more likely you'll break the spell." Mefeero turned to her son and looked at him seriously. "You have to be very careful, Froglip. You can't tell a lie, not when you're above the surface world, or everything will be lost."

Froglip stifled a sneer and sat down on the bed.

How in the world was he suppose to trick the surface dwellers into thinking he was one of them if he couldn't even lie about it.

"You can't lie… but you can twist the truth. You just have to think of a way." Mefeero pondered to herself, "didn't you're loathsome half-brother give you names when you were younger? Sun-names?"

Mefeero absolutely loathed her Harelip, but she knew as well as any goblin that their names were quite different than the sun peoples'.

"Because you have been stripped of your title, you can give yourself that name. But that can work to our advantage." Mefeero schemed while Froglip was surveying his pitiful sun-people body.

"And how would we do that?" Froglip retorted, boredom echoing in his voice.

"You can choose any name now, even a sun-name."

Froglip furrowed his brow and closed his fist tightly. Harelip did like giving him that nickname, Freddy, Frederick. That had to be a sun-name, Harelip had always been fascinated with the surface world.

"Frederick… he used that name."

A terrifying smile curled up onto Mefeero's lips as she began to plot out the whole thing.

"I've had goblins spying on the sun people for several nights now."

Mefeero had been planning a long raid on the sun people once Froglip became king but since that wasn't going to happen she could use the information they gathered for other purposes.

"They're hosting a royal courting for the princess. She's apparently of marrying age and their will be many new suitors there. A new arrival wouldn't be noticed."

Froglip gave his mother a strange, skeptical look and rolled onto his back on the bed. "This is never going to work."

"It will work. Your father has learned a bit of human customs, he can teach you in the time before the courting."

Froglip's honey brown eyes narrowed and he growled. "I'm not going to learn stupid tricks to impress the sun-scum."

Mefeero's short temper flared.

"You're going to learn or else you'll never be King." That was perhaps the worst thing Mefeero had ever said to her son. Froglip grumbled but he could see her point."You can't just drag her down to the mountain tunnels. There will be guards around her at every part of the day and she'll hardly ever leave the castle. You'll need to gain her favour and trick her either into marrying you or leaving the castle." Mefeero had a sickening grin on her face and Froglip sat up from the bed, thinking to himself. "After that you can't do whatever you want with her and her sun-people."

Froglip couldn't help but let a smile appear on his lips. He'd be king of both worlds, twice as many subjects to rule. Of course he'd punish the councillor's for challenging him like this but he was beginning to take the matter as an opportunity. He might even be merciful to the sun people and allow them to live beneath the surface of the mountain.

They were bound to become more like goblins.

He sort of felt sorry for the pitiful sun creatures since he had become one. They were so weak and pathetic and soft. A few years under the mountain would fix that and then he'd have even enough goblins to make an army. They might even be take more lands, more sun-people to be come his loyal servants.

And then there was the matter of the princess.

This was the most intriguing part as Froglip had a fairly keen memory and had one com in contact with a sun creature that had claimed to be a princess. He couldn't be sure if she was or if it was the same sun-princess in these lands but he knew she would most likely live in the nearest kingdom.

This girl that had crossed his mind for a moment made is lip curl back in a sneer and his shoulders tighten up in annoyance.

In a lapse of judgement he had saved her wretched life and she had stamped her heal into his toe.

He'd like very much to have his revenge on her.

Mefeero began to speak again and Froglip paid more attention this time.

"Since it would be difficult to bring her to the mountain it would be favourable to simply marry her as soon as possible."

Mefeero thought about the grand treasury in the royal chambers and how it would be useful for dealing with the sun-people. For some reason unknown to goblins the sun-people seemed to value the gems and diamonds very highly.

"We'll send you with one of the uglier servants. They're disgusting enough that they should be able to pass for sun people."

Froglip curled a lip at this but he knew it was necessary. No noble, goblin or sun-person, would show up to a courting without servants of some kind. Froglip hated to admit it but he wouldn't be able to do it by himself. He'd need help. Even if it was the help of the ugliest goblins in the kingdom. It didn't really matter since he'd have to spend a terribly long time around the disgusting sun-people anyway.

It almost made him sick, thinking of all their horrid faces staring at him. It made him sick to think of his own face.

Mefeero placed a hand on his shoulder and smiled comfortingly, "It will only be for a short time, Froglip. Soon enough you'll be king and then you'll be able to do whatever you want with them."

Froglip forced a smile.

At least he could count on himself. He was, after all, Prince Froglip. There wasn't a goblin beneath the mountain that could resist him.

The sun-princess wouldn't stand a chance.

Present

'This is going to be easier than I thought'

Froglip smiled brilliantly to himself, a sharp, toothy grin filling his mouth. He ran a tongue over the top and bottom front teeth, not quite use to the increase.

That silly nickname his brother had given him helped him after all.

Meanwhile his two servants crouched at his side, afraid of their master's very shadow as he turned from the princess to glare at them with a sickening grin.

"Luckily for you two I made a good impression. Why did you not tell me about this hand touching? What have I brought you here for?" Froglip hissed in a low voice and his servants shrunk away from him, huddled together.

They were some of the ugliest goblins Froglip had ever seen in his life and though they did not quite look like sun-people they passed for them in this crowd. There wasn't any of the potion left so they couldn't be turned as well.

"O-of course your highness it's our error," one squeaked.

"But even so how could she resist you?" The other encouraged, softening their master's temper.

Froglip smirked but still sneered, disgusted by all the pink fleshy creatures huddled up together in their fluffy roles of fabric.

And he was one of them now, a fleshy, soft-headed, soft-hearted, soft- pink sun creature.

It was enough to make him sick.

He shook the thought from his head. Despite his useless minions and their incompetence he was able to make an impression and that was important. But it was their fault that he was late and he would make them pay for that.

Despite the grotesque appearance of his face he had been met with gasps of awe and looks of lust.

If this was what sun people found beautiful than it was no wonder they were such disgusting creatures.

Now if he could just seduce the princess and make her his wife he'd get everything the goblin council had taken from him and then he'd force them through tortures their brains wouldn't even be able to conceive.

There was no way he could fail, not when the stakes were already so high.

Alright so for all of you who might not have known or guessed, as a part of my general idea, goblins have very good memories and Froglip does remember Irenie but not much as he has not thought of her a lot.