(AN: I am soooooooooooo sorry for not updating sooner! It's the same old story--too busy, writer's block, haven't felt inspired. But now I am. Guess what really inspired me to write more in this? My 2 volume DVD program on Theodore Roosevelt! Which reminded me of Charlotte, which made me want to write this chapter that she'll actually be in! Here it is!)
Castle ran as fast as she could--and since she had flying power even without her wings, that was pretty fast--straight into the park. And plowed headfirst into Charlotte Roosevelt, who was taking a walk.
"Hey, kid, what's the hurry?" Charlotte asked.
"HIDE ME!" screeched Castle. "And FAST!"
Charlotte didn't know why Castle wanted to be hid, but she didn't ask--she pushed Castle under the merry-go-round. "I'll cover for you," Charlotte whispered, and then quickly stood up as if nothing had happened.
Crocker ran into the park next, holding his fairy scepter thing and spinning his head around frantically. "Where did that FAIRY go?" he asked. He looked at Charlotte. "Have you seen a FAIRY run through here?"
Charlotte was, of course, very confused (wouldn't you be?) but tried to keep her cool and laughed. "Sorry, haven't seen any fairies. Mainly because they don't exist--"
"FAIRIES DO EXIST!" hollered Crocker. Charlotte backed away from him.
"Uh… whatever." Charlotte was now starting to feel as if this guy had serious mental issues and didn't blame the little girl from running away from him. "But I haven't seen anyone with wings."
"Don't you get it, foolish woman?" cried Crocker. "FAIRY GODPARENTS have magic and can hide their wings! And no normal child has white hair or silver eyes or eats a lot of cheese or befriends green rabbits! Castle Uhsmith is a FAIRY and her parents are FAIRY GODPARENTS--OUCH!"
Crocker had fallen on the merry-go-round and caused it to turn a bit, which also hurt Castle. Castle winced and tried not to make any noise.
Charlotte grabbed Crocker by the collar and lifted him up in the air. Crocker's eyes popped in surprise of the forceful woman. "I haven't seen anyone with white hair come by. Now, I suggest that you go find some psychiatric help."
Crocker continued to stare. And then, surprisingly, a look of resignation started to creep over his face, and would've completely covered it if he hadn't heard Castle sneeze at that very moment.
"AHA!" Crocker zipped out of Charlotte's grasp and snatched Castle from underneath the merry-go-round. "I HAVE YOU NOW, LITTLE FAIRY!"
"Let me go!" cried Castle.
"You freak!" yelled Charlotte, trying to pull Castle away from Crocker. "Let the poor girl go!"
"NEVER!" cried Crocker. He opened up the orb thing on his scepter thing and dropped Castle into it. Castle winced, as Crocker evilly pointed the scepter to a tree, announced. "This tree shall now become… A SHRIMP PUFF!"…and nothing happened.
No one said anything for awhile. Charlotte looked a mixture of shocked, confused, and appalled, Crocker looked dumbfounded and furious, and Castle looked relieved, but also confused. Why hadn't her fairy magic created a shrimp puff? It didn't make sense. Still, she managed to say, shakily, "Th-there. I'm not a fairy. Now could you let me go?"
"My mistake," growled Crocker quickly, releasing Castle.
Charlotte now looked positively disgusted. "You chased a little girl around the town just because you wanted to use her 'magic' to make a SHRIMP PUFF?"
"Of course not!" cried Crocker. "The shrimp puff was only a test! I wanted to harness her FAIRY energy to became supreme dictator of a new world order!"
Exasperated, Charlotte rolled her eyes, and she and Castle were about to walk away when a new voice suddenly said, "What's this I hear about 'supreme dictator of a new world order'?"
Charlotte, Castle, and Crocker (I ought to just call them "the three C's") stared at this new guy who appeared out of nowhere. He was bald and wore a suit. Basically, he looked like some sort of typical evil villain type of guy.
"Who are you?" asked Charlotte. "You look like some sort of typical evil villain type of guy!"
(What did I tell you…)
"I said that," said Crocker, smiling smugly. "Someday I'm going to be supreme ruler of a perfect world--MINE!"
"That's what I thought." With that, the evil villain guy handcuffed the three C's behind their backs, tied their feet together (guess he ran out of handcuffs), and threw them in a cage which, like him, seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
"Nice going," growled Charlotte as evil guy threw the cage in his evil van. "What's your name, anyway? Commander Doofus?"
"You rang?" asked the author.
"Actually, it's Supreme Overlord Crocker!"
"Denzel Crocker to you," said Castle. "My name's Castle Uhsmith. What's yours?"
"Castle Uhsmith?" asked Charlotte. "That's an unusual name. I like it." She sighed. "Well, since we're obviously going to spend the rest of our lives together rotting in some prison cell, we might as well know our names. I'm Charlotte Roosevelt."
"Roosevelt?" asked Crocker. "Are you related to FDR?"
"Distantly," said Charlotte. "He's my fifth cousin… a couple of times removed. I never got this distant cousin stuff."
"That's cool that you're related to a president, even if it's distant," said Castle.
"Actually, closer than that," said Charlotte, actually smiling. "My great-great grandfather was Theodore Roosevelt."
"I should've known!" cried Crocker. "With your personality and all! And FDR and TR were fifth cousins!"
"You don't mean what you said though, do you Ms. Roosevelt?" Castle asked. "I mean, about rotting in a cell?"
"Nah, we'll find a way out," said Charlotte, a confident spark shining in her brown eyes.
"We can hope…" said Castle, her voice trailing off.
***
"Alright, here's my plan," said Tim. "We go to the school, and—"
"They're not at the school," interrupted Katie.
Tim stared at her. "Why do you say that?"
"The author is one of my personas, you know," Katie reminded them.
"Stop bringing that up," moaned Commander. "I cannot believe that I was created by such a dork."
"So you mean that they're somewhere else?" Wanda asked.
Katie nodded. "Crocker lost it and revealed his plan to Castle. Castle fled, and hid in the park, where a woman named Charlotte Roosevelt--who happens to be the direct descendent of my favorite president!--covered her tracks for her, and almost had Crocker fooled. But Crocker found Castle, and tried to use her fairy energy to make a shrimp puff, but for some reason, it didn't work."
"Why not?" asked Terri. "Isn't she a fairy?"
"I know why," said Wanda. "Castle's only six. She doesn't have much magic in her. The most Crocker could do with her magic is maybe make a few sparks."
"Crackers," moaned Cosmo sadly, still kicking himself for leaving his little girl.
"Crocker let Castle go," continued Katie, "and she and Charlotte were about to leave, when some evil villain type guy tied them up, threw them in a cage, and took them to his evil lair."
"WHAT?" cried Cosmo.
"Where is this evil lair?" asked Tim. "Do you know?"
"Of course," said Katie. "It's--uh… it's…"
Tim gave Katie a blank stare. "You don't know, do you?"
"No! In fact, I don't even know what I just told you! What's happening?" cried Katie, looking off into the nowhereness of author land.
"I blocked your knowledge of the plot," said Commander, with an obvious ring to her voice. "I couldn't let you know everything! It would be too easy!"
"I hate her," muttered Katie.
"And she's your alter-ego?" asked Terri.
"Well, we're going to have to find it ourselves, then," said Tim. "Use clues, and all. But we can't have three fairies with us. Cosmo, Wanda, and Katie, you're going to have to disguise yourselves."
"I have an idea," said Wanda. "I'll turn all of us into birds so we can do an aerial search. Once we find this evil lair, we can all become mice or ants or something so we can slip in unnoticed."
"What evil lair?" asked Katie, sounding confused.
(AN: Dun dun dun… Hope you enjoyed it! See you next chapter!)
Castle ran as fast as she could--and since she had flying power even without her wings, that was pretty fast--straight into the park. And plowed headfirst into Charlotte Roosevelt, who was taking a walk.
"Hey, kid, what's the hurry?" Charlotte asked.
"HIDE ME!" screeched Castle. "And FAST!"
Charlotte didn't know why Castle wanted to be hid, but she didn't ask--she pushed Castle under the merry-go-round. "I'll cover for you," Charlotte whispered, and then quickly stood up as if nothing had happened.
Crocker ran into the park next, holding his fairy scepter thing and spinning his head around frantically. "Where did that FAIRY go?" he asked. He looked at Charlotte. "Have you seen a FAIRY run through here?"
Charlotte was, of course, very confused (wouldn't you be?) but tried to keep her cool and laughed. "Sorry, haven't seen any fairies. Mainly because they don't exist--"
"FAIRIES DO EXIST!" hollered Crocker. Charlotte backed away from him.
"Uh… whatever." Charlotte was now starting to feel as if this guy had serious mental issues and didn't blame the little girl from running away from him. "But I haven't seen anyone with wings."
"Don't you get it, foolish woman?" cried Crocker. "FAIRY GODPARENTS have magic and can hide their wings! And no normal child has white hair or silver eyes or eats a lot of cheese or befriends green rabbits! Castle Uhsmith is a FAIRY and her parents are FAIRY GODPARENTS--OUCH!"
Crocker had fallen on the merry-go-round and caused it to turn a bit, which also hurt Castle. Castle winced and tried not to make any noise.
Charlotte grabbed Crocker by the collar and lifted him up in the air. Crocker's eyes popped in surprise of the forceful woman. "I haven't seen anyone with white hair come by. Now, I suggest that you go find some psychiatric help."
Crocker continued to stare. And then, surprisingly, a look of resignation started to creep over his face, and would've completely covered it if he hadn't heard Castle sneeze at that very moment.
"AHA!" Crocker zipped out of Charlotte's grasp and snatched Castle from underneath the merry-go-round. "I HAVE YOU NOW, LITTLE FAIRY!"
"Let me go!" cried Castle.
"You freak!" yelled Charlotte, trying to pull Castle away from Crocker. "Let the poor girl go!"
"NEVER!" cried Crocker. He opened up the orb thing on his scepter thing and dropped Castle into it. Castle winced, as Crocker evilly pointed the scepter to a tree, announced. "This tree shall now become… A SHRIMP PUFF!"…and nothing happened.
No one said anything for awhile. Charlotte looked a mixture of shocked, confused, and appalled, Crocker looked dumbfounded and furious, and Castle looked relieved, but also confused. Why hadn't her fairy magic created a shrimp puff? It didn't make sense. Still, she managed to say, shakily, "Th-there. I'm not a fairy. Now could you let me go?"
"My mistake," growled Crocker quickly, releasing Castle.
Charlotte now looked positively disgusted. "You chased a little girl around the town just because you wanted to use her 'magic' to make a SHRIMP PUFF?"
"Of course not!" cried Crocker. "The shrimp puff was only a test! I wanted to harness her FAIRY energy to became supreme dictator of a new world order!"
Exasperated, Charlotte rolled her eyes, and she and Castle were about to walk away when a new voice suddenly said, "What's this I hear about 'supreme dictator of a new world order'?"
Charlotte, Castle, and Crocker (I ought to just call them "the three C's") stared at this new guy who appeared out of nowhere. He was bald and wore a suit. Basically, he looked like some sort of typical evil villain type of guy.
"Who are you?" asked Charlotte. "You look like some sort of typical evil villain type of guy!"
(What did I tell you…)
"I said that," said Crocker, smiling smugly. "Someday I'm going to be supreme ruler of a perfect world--MINE!"
"That's what I thought." With that, the evil villain guy handcuffed the three C's behind their backs, tied their feet together (guess he ran out of handcuffs), and threw them in a cage which, like him, seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
"Nice going," growled Charlotte as evil guy threw the cage in his evil van. "What's your name, anyway? Commander Doofus?"
"You rang?" asked the author.
"Actually, it's Supreme Overlord Crocker!"
"Denzel Crocker to you," said Castle. "My name's Castle Uhsmith. What's yours?"
"Castle Uhsmith?" asked Charlotte. "That's an unusual name. I like it." She sighed. "Well, since we're obviously going to spend the rest of our lives together rotting in some prison cell, we might as well know our names. I'm Charlotte Roosevelt."
"Roosevelt?" asked Crocker. "Are you related to FDR?"
"Distantly," said Charlotte. "He's my fifth cousin… a couple of times removed. I never got this distant cousin stuff."
"That's cool that you're related to a president, even if it's distant," said Castle.
"Actually, closer than that," said Charlotte, actually smiling. "My great-great grandfather was Theodore Roosevelt."
"I should've known!" cried Crocker. "With your personality and all! And FDR and TR were fifth cousins!"
"You don't mean what you said though, do you Ms. Roosevelt?" Castle asked. "I mean, about rotting in a cell?"
"Nah, we'll find a way out," said Charlotte, a confident spark shining in her brown eyes.
"We can hope…" said Castle, her voice trailing off.
***
"Alright, here's my plan," said Tim. "We go to the school, and—"
"They're not at the school," interrupted Katie.
Tim stared at her. "Why do you say that?"
"The author is one of my personas, you know," Katie reminded them.
"Stop bringing that up," moaned Commander. "I cannot believe that I was created by such a dork."
"So you mean that they're somewhere else?" Wanda asked.
Katie nodded. "Crocker lost it and revealed his plan to Castle. Castle fled, and hid in the park, where a woman named Charlotte Roosevelt--who happens to be the direct descendent of my favorite president!--covered her tracks for her, and almost had Crocker fooled. But Crocker found Castle, and tried to use her fairy energy to make a shrimp puff, but for some reason, it didn't work."
"Why not?" asked Terri. "Isn't she a fairy?"
"I know why," said Wanda. "Castle's only six. She doesn't have much magic in her. The most Crocker could do with her magic is maybe make a few sparks."
"Crackers," moaned Cosmo sadly, still kicking himself for leaving his little girl.
"Crocker let Castle go," continued Katie, "and she and Charlotte were about to leave, when some evil villain type guy tied them up, threw them in a cage, and took them to his evil lair."
"WHAT?" cried Cosmo.
"Where is this evil lair?" asked Tim. "Do you know?"
"Of course," said Katie. "It's--uh… it's…"
Tim gave Katie a blank stare. "You don't know, do you?"
"No! In fact, I don't even know what I just told you! What's happening?" cried Katie, looking off into the nowhereness of author land.
"I blocked your knowledge of the plot," said Commander, with an obvious ring to her voice. "I couldn't let you know everything! It would be too easy!"
"I hate her," muttered Katie.
"And she's your alter-ego?" asked Terri.
"Well, we're going to have to find it ourselves, then," said Tim. "Use clues, and all. But we can't have three fairies with us. Cosmo, Wanda, and Katie, you're going to have to disguise yourselves."
"I have an idea," said Wanda. "I'll turn all of us into birds so we can do an aerial search. Once we find this evil lair, we can all become mice or ants or something so we can slip in unnoticed."
"What evil lair?" asked Katie, sounding confused.
(AN: Dun dun dun… Hope you enjoyed it! See you next chapter!)
