Well it only took me 5 years but this season is COMPLETE. This is pretty action packed loooooong chapter and I hope I captured it all pretty well. Thank you to my loyal readers (I'm looking at you Demi!). I hope you enjoy the last chapter. I'm already planning on what next season is going to look like! Sound off in the comments with possibly theories/suggestions (guesses on who that cabinet nominee could be?) anything! See you next season (which will probably be sooner rather than later)

Ariel Triton stepped in front of the microphone and began to sing for the crowd of Fantasians at Princess Pier, but one person in the crowd in particular was completely enamored with her voice. James Norrington was positively mesmerized. The melodic beauty of Ariel Triton's singing had him completely in a trance. Her voice was like a soft fabric against his skin, a sugary sweet on his tongue, a smooth creamy delight he'd never heard before. As she glided off stage, his eyes followed her, wishing that she hadn't ended her song. James believed he could have listened to her sing endlessly. He made a mental note to himself to tell her exactly that after the ceremony.

In the audience, Eric sent out the mass text that signaled the ship to be ready to set sail, as Clopin appeared on stage to theatrically introduce his sisters.

Jack stood on the helm of his beloved Pearl as he read the text from Eric:

"Angelica and Esmeralda are being introduced. Now's the time."

Since he and Will had confronted Charming with his secret, Jack had been in a pretty giddy mood knowing that he'd continue on as normal. The mention of the Teach Sisters made his thoughts wander. And he did not like his thoughts to wander. Especially when it involved the fairer sex. But his issues with the Teach sisters were complicated and messy.

"Alright, which one has you sullen?" Will asked, noticing his pal's strange behavior.

"I know not of which you speak, my dear, William."

Will rolled his eyes.

"If you ask me, the ship has sailed with Angelica. It's clear that you and Esmeralda have more than just a passing fancy or you wouldn't have been with her – and only her – I might add all week."

Jack frowned.

Although Will was right, Esmeralda had caught him in a snare he'd never expected, he was Captain Jack Sparrow and he wasn't about to reveal that part of his feelings to Will.

"I was not thinking about the fair Teach Sisters, although now that you mention it, Esmeralda is a beautiful creature, is she not?"

Will rolled his eyes again knowing Jack was deflecting from the matter at hand.

It was safe to say, however, that the crowd over at Princess Pier wholeheartedly agreed with Jack's sentiment. Although both sisters were incredibly gorgeous and sultry, Esmeralda had more finesse and poise when it came to dancing and it showed. What Ariel had vocally to draw the crowd in, Esmeralda had in physical talent. And she used that to distract her guilty thoughts on stage with her sister.

Angelica knew that her sister was the more talented of the two when it came to dancing. It had never bothered her before. She was always proud of her sister's gifts. But today's performance was different. Angelica was determined to out match her sister. She was overly conscious of every step, every move she made in sync with her sister, not only trying to match her talent but to better it out of spite. The raw hatred Angelica felt for her sister as they performed did not go unnoticed by those close to them.

Clopin stood on the side watching, praying that his youngest sister didn't start throwing punches. While Cruella was distracted by the beauty of their costumes, Jasmine felt sick to her stomach knowing what had happened only two hours ago that had caused so much tension on stage. As Meg captured every angle of their picture perfect performance with her camera, she was curious what those 10 missed text messages and phone calls were from Esmeralda earlier were about. And she had a sneaking suspicion it had to do with a certain captain.

As she was snapping away, Meg caught sight of Sinbad in the crowd, elusive as ever. She was certainly dreading the conversation she knew she had to have with him sooner than later but she was excited for the aftermath. She still had butterflies from her morning rendezvous with Hercules. She saw him in the audience sitting with his parents and his uncle Po and his cousins. She blew him a kiss. He winked back at her. Thinking the kiss was for him, Sinbad waved back and smiled.

'That smoldering selfie thing really works,' he thought to himself as he watched the end of the Teach Sisters' performance.

He felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Hi, Sinbad."

He turned around to see a demure Aurora Rose. He had probably talked to her only once when he was seeing Belle Maurice.

"Hi, Aurora. Enjoying the show?"

She nodded and bit her lip.

"I was wondering if I could talk to you about something afterward. Free later?"

'Was she asking me out?' Sinbad thought to himself.

His whole face grew red.

"Are you asking me on a date?"

Aurora giggled and swatted his arm.

"No, silly. I need your help with something."

"Alright, well I guess I can meet you for coffee after the show."

She smiled brightly and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a big kiss on the cheek.

"Oh good! I will meet you at Tiana's Place at 6."

And before he knew it she had disappeared into the crowd of onlookers.

Sinbad was hoping Aurora's spectacle had gone unnoticed to Meg but from where he was he couldn't tell. And Meg wished it had gone unnoticed too. Although she was over the moon at being back together with Hercules, seeing Sinbad in an embrace with Aurora of all people was not only triggering, it hit her right in the gut. All the negative thoughts she'd been blocking out all week since their relationship started were starting to cloud her mind. All the energy that had dissipated when she was in Hercules' arms this morning threatened to return. Like so many times before, she just continued to point and click with her camera and avoid her feelings. She was terrified that Hercules would do exactly what she perceived Sinbad to be doing and the negative thoughts in her mind began to wander as she captured the last images of Angelica and Esmeralda as they finished their number.

Clopin breathed a sigh of relief as his sisters' exited the stage without a scratch on the other.

"Well done, ladies. You pulled it off."

Angelica made a huff and stomped off, away from her siblings. Anger boiled inside her and she was determined to get revenge on both Jack and Esmeralda for their betrayal. But how? As she brainstormed ideas in the crowd, she caught sight of Norrington and Smith watching the audience as Charles Charming walked on stage.

'That's it!' she thought. 'I'll rat Jack out to Norrington and Esmeralda will be crushed.'

Angelica made a mental note to herself to confront Norrington just as Charles Charming began to address the crowd anxiously awaiting his announcement.

"Good afternoon, my fellow citizens of Fantasia. It is my great honor to address you all today."

Anya sat between her brother and Sophie in the audience as they watched Charles begin his speech. While the rest of her family was fixated on the man on the stage, Anya was intently focused on Adam's expression as he watched his lover speak. Anya could see the glimmer of affection and deep admiration in her brother's blue eyes as Charles formally made his announcement.

"It is my most fervent wish that I have your votes as the next mayor of Fantasia!"

The crowd applauded and cheered. Some even stood. Adam was eagerly clapping, smiling proudly as Charles Charming continued.

"As you know my dear uncle Hubert has served you well as mayor. He was a great leader. A good man. And as his nephew I will continue his legacy with pride."

Anya noticed her brother's facial expression change from proud to confused at Charming's last words.

"That's not what we prepared," she heard him utter under his breath.

'They're plan worked.' Anya thought to herself, knowing of Will and Jack's plan to blackmail Charming earlier when she had told them what she'd seen.

"I thought he didn't want to continue his uncle's legacy? I thought he wanted to change it?" Grandmother Marie asked aloud.

"Me too. I wonder what changed," Adam responded.

Anya suddenly felt as if she couldn't breathe. She needed fresh air. She excused herself from her seat and ran away toward the shops along the pier away from the crowd to get some distance. She desperately wished she had more friends to talk to in Fantasia. She really needed someone right now.

"Pardon me, miss, may I speak to you for a moment?"

Anya looked up to see an older man with long white hair that started at the very top of his head. She was certain she'd never seen this person before, yet he looked oddly familiar.

"How can I help you, sir?"

He smiled as if he wasn't expecting her to be so open to receiving him.

"My name is Rogers. I am the estate manager for Derek Royal and his family."

Anya furrowed her brow.

"I'm sorry Mr. Rogers. I just recently came back to Fantasia and I am unfamiliar with a Derek...Royal? Was it?"

He fervently nodded.

"I know. That is why I've approached you. Derek has been wanting to approach you for some time since his return but didn't want Mr. Beastman to know of it."

Anya raised a brow.

"Why?"

"Because Derek knows your mother, dear."

Anya gasped. Her heart dropped.

"My mother? My mother is here? Where is she?"

Rogers laughed.

"All will be revealed to you in due time, miss. Tonight, after the ceremony, at six o'clock sharp, Master Derek will meet you at Pumbaa Park near the soccer complex. Don't tell Mr. Beastman!"

Anya nodded and before she could ask anymore question, Rogers disappeared into the crowd of people. Anya wished Will hadn't set sail already. She really needed a friend right now.

"Anya, are you okay? You look like you've just seen a ghost."

Out of the crowd of people, Anya was more than happy to find Flynn approaching her with a concerned look on his face.

"Flynn! I am glad to see you! Listen, what are you doing tonight at six?"

"It depends? Is this some sort of a date?"

Anya rolled here eyes.

"Flynn, don't start! I really need your help! Do you think you and Aladdin could do me a favor tonight?"

Flynn knew instantly that his normal off beat charm was not what his old friend needed right now.

"I'll have to check with him but if he's not available, I'll help you anyway I can."

Across the pier, Aladdin was hoping to pick up where he and Angelica had left off this morning as he went looking for her. The crowd was beginning to disperse now that Charming's speech was over and all the performances were finished. Aladdin saw Angelica emerge from the herd. Her eyes were darting back and forth, he assumed looking for him as he was for her. Suddenly her eyes fixated on a subject that he was surprised to learn wasn't him. He watched her march straight up to James Norrington of all people. His curiosity blossomed and he walked closer to the scene.

"Norrington! I have something to say to you!"

James was busy giving post-ceremony duties to his officers when he heard the unmistakable voice of Angelica Teach. He turned around with a raised brow.

"Miss Teach? Could it be you have more insults to spew at me that I haven't heard before from your pirate paramour?"

"Jack and I are no longer on speaking terms, Norrington."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. It is. And if you want to know what I have to say, I suggest you agree to meet me at Pridelands later this evening and I will tell you all I know about Captain Jack Sparrow."

While James was intrigued as to why all of the sudden Angelica wanted to divulge everything she knew about his mortal enemy, Aladdin – hiding out of view of Angelica and Norrington – was crushed at what she had just announced. His mind started scrambling.

'If Angelica tells all, that means I'm screwed!' he thought to himself.

'Why was she jumping ship all of the sudden?'

Norrington's response brought him out of his thoughts.

"How do I know this isn't a trap, Miss Teach?"

"Believe me, when I tell you, I want Jack Sparrow to burn just as much as you do, Norrington. Six o'clock."

And with that, she sauntered off, confident in her decision to turn Jack over to the authorities. On her walk away from the crowd, she was pleasantly surprised to see Aladdin leaning against a post near the pier.

"Hey, Al! Did you make it in time to see my performance?"

She was so excited to see him she didn't notice the sullen look on his face.

"Which performance would that be, Ang? The dance with your sister or when you decided to be a turncoat to me and my friends?"

"What? I'm not turning on you!"

"Then why were you telling Norrington that you would tell him everything you know about Jack?"

"Because he betrayed me! He and Esmeralda both did! They've been seeing each other behind my back! And Jack deserves everything he gets!"

"I thought you didn't care about Jack? I thought you only cared about us?"

"Aladdin, of course I care about us! I care about you a lot! I want to continue with our relationship," she said putting her hands on his chest.

He put his hands over hers and pushed her back.

"Yet you're willing to throw it all away just to get back at Jack. Don't you realize that turning Jack in puts me, and Flynn and a whole lot of other people in jeopardy?"

Angelica fought back tears. The intricate pieces to the puzzle were slowly coming together in her mind. Aladdin was a part of Jack's operation and would certainly be put behind bars with Jack and the others. She was so blinded by anger and rage, she had forgotten about who made her forget about Jack in the first place – Aladdin.

"Aladdin, I would never...I won't...I didn't even think of that. I'm sorry."

"So am I, Angelica. So am I."

Aladdin slowly backed away from her and disappeared down the street, leaving Angelica standing alone in the middle of a crowd of people.

Meg was also alone in the middle of the crowd, hauling her equipment back to the studio near the shops when her load became a little lighter.

"Let me help you with those, babe."

She looked up to see Sinbad.

Expressionless, she let him carry some of her more heavier equipment as she unlocked the door to the studio.

"Where do you want this?"

"You can put it anywhere, really. I'll be here most of the night downloading and editing anyway."

Sinbad frowned.

"Oh, I was hoping to take you out for a romantic evening."

"Don't worry, I'm sure Aurora can help with that."

Sinbad set the equipment he was carrying down and turned to Meg, confused.

"Meg, what are you talking about?"

"I saw you two hugging in the back of the crowd today, Sinbad. So don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about, okay? I'm not stupid."

Sinbad put his hands on her shoulders.

"Meg, listen to me. There's nothing going on here. Aurora asked me for her help and I brushed her off, that's it. I promise you."

Meg rolled her eyes.

"That's what they all say, Sinbad. I don't care anyway. Go be with Aurora. Doesn't matter to me."

Sinbad huffed and backed away from her. His temper was beginning to flare.

"Doesn't matter to you? What about last night? What about what we've started?"

"We started something. Now I'm ending it. Not that hard to comprehend, Sinbad."

Sinbad was confused.

"All because you saw Aurora throw herself at me? You're not even going to give me a chance to explain?"

"No. It just made what I was going to tell you much easier to say, now that I know you're just like the rest of them."

"Meg, I don't know what your past was like but it's exhausting having to prove my devotion to you and only you every time you get in a little bad mood! What you saw was nothing! And you should know better!"

Meg's triggered depressive episode turned into outright rage. Her hands formed into fists at her side and she raised her head to look Sinbad in the eye.

"How dare you! How dare you bring up my past when you know absolutely nothing about what I've been through. You say you're patient and understanding but you write this off as a bad mood? It's called a trigger, Sinbad. You should educate yourself some time. And even if you didn't have girls like Aurora throwing themselves at you – which is what I saw – I was still going to end things with you, so this conversation is pointless."

"End things?"
"That's what I said."

"But why? I thought things were going well."

Neither Sinbad nor Meg had heard the swish of the studio door.

"Everything alright, Meg?"

Sinbad turned to see Hercules standing in the door way. He looked back at Meg. His mind scrambled as to why Hercules could possibly be here. Then he realized Hercules must've said something to Meg about his run in with Belle the other night and then saw him with Aurora at the ceremony.

"Look, Meg. Whatever he told you, I was not cheating on you with Belle, Aurora or anyone else. I do care about you!"

Meg was taken aback.

"Belle? Who said anything about Belle?"

"I assume that's what he told you right? That Belle and I ran into each other the other night and then you saw me with Aurora and you thought the worst."

Hercules approached the two and stood next to Meg.

"I didn't tell her any of that, Sinbad, because frankly it was none of my business and I was drunk and I wasn't thinking of anything but my jealousy of you, Sinbad. You had the one thing that I had let go."

"Oh. I see. You two are getting back together then? Is that it?"

"Yes. That's it. I'm sorry, Sinbad but I never got over Hercules and we want to work it out."

"Unbelievable."

And with that Sinbad stormed off out of the studio leaving Meg and Hercules alone. Hercules turned to Meg.

"Are you okay, Meg? What happened with Aurora?"

"Oh. I just saw her throw herself at him in the crowd and it was triggering and yes he's right I need to work on that but then he started going in on my moods and it just cut really deep. He doesn't know anything about me or my moods."

Hercules took Meg in his arms and held her tight. Earlier she had been so triggered she didn't think anything but sleep would be able to bring her back to anything that resembled bliss but she was wrong. Enveloped in Hercules' arms was her safe and happy place. She felt him place a kiss atop her head. He let go of her for a brief moment to be able to look her in the eye. His bright blue eyes bored into her violet ones.

"Meg, I know that I don't know everything. And I'm hoping that with time and support, I will learn more but I just want to make one thing perfectly clear: no matter what's happened, I would never and will never EVER hurt you. And I mean that. Even when I tried to ignore you, I couldn't. I will protect you. I will support you. And I will love you no matter what."

Tears of joy formed in Meg's eyes. She had never been so relieved in her life. She wasn't alone in her struggles anymore. She threw herself in Hercules' arms and never wanted to leave. And she didn't for a good long time.

It was nearing sunset.

Charles Charming was still at the pier gazing out into the horizon, contemplating what he had just done. He had gone against everything he had ever stood for. He had made a deal with the devil to protect himself and Adam. He was wondering if he'd made the right choice.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

Charles turned around to see Adam standing behind him with a curious look on his face.

"We've been discovered, Adam."

Charles didn't need to say anymore. Adam understood correctly.

"Ahh. So that's why you changed your stance this afternoon."

Adam took a seat next to Charles, not too close but just close enough.

"Precisely. I panicked. If I didn't I was afraid of what Sparrow and Turner would do to me. To us."

Subtly, Adam put his hand over Charles'.

"Not to worry. I'm sure I can think of something."

"You think so?"

Adam squeezed Charles' hand.

"Trust me, Charles, darling. I will make it so that Sparrow and Turner rue they day they tried to blackmail you."

Adam then revealed his nominees for Charles' cabinet. One in particular he knew would not be pleased with the likes of Sparrow and Turner's weak, licentious ways.