Once Upon a Time in Enchancia Chapter 40: Voyager Tales (Part One), a sofia the first fanfic

Once Upon a Time in Enchancia

Welcome to Chapter 40 of "Once Upon a Time in Enchancia". This chapter starts off shortly after Chapter 39 left off. Song in this chapter: a slightly rewritten version of "Tightrope" from "The Greatest Showman".

Chapter 40: Voyager Tales (Part One)

July 2, 1869

It was a Friday evening at Enchancia Castle. In back of the castle, Queen Elsa was putting on a repeat performance of what she had done in the village that afternoon. The back of the castle was covered in a thin layer of ice, and snow was falling from the sky. The castle kids, and the castle staff, were having fun ice skating, and playing in the snow.

At one point, sixteen-year-old Sofia walked up with Olaf. "Want to have a snowball fight?" Sofia asked the castle kids with a smile.

"Oh, yes!" nine-year-old Molly answered in glee.

"Count me in," nine-year-old Nonya happily acknowledged.

Molly, Nonya, nine-year-old Timothy, ten-year-old Sam (who Timothy had invited), ten-year-old Marie, nine-year-old Elizabeth, and twelve-year-old Calista all lined up. As Sofia and Olaf made some snowballs, the castle kids also made some snowballs. Soon, everybody was ready for a grand snowball fight. In a short while, the kids, Sofia, and Olaf exchanged snowball fire. As the kids threw snowballs at Olaf, they noticed that when snowballs hit Olaf, he absorbed them into his body.

"Cool!" Timothy exclaimed, impressed.

As the kids, Sofia, and Olaf continued the snowball fight, sixteen year old Dorrie, and sixteen-year-old Candice, watched the scene from a distance, and smiled.

"Computer, stop playback," a male voice came from off screen.

A white man (Voyager Commissioner Richardson) was sitting behind a desk in his office at Voyager Command when a white woman walked in.

"Working past office hours are we, Commissioner?" the woman, using a British accent, asked.

"Yes," Richardson smiled. "I'm going through some video records."

At that moment, a male voice came across an intercom. "Miss Crane," the male voice called out. "Please report to Omni departure site seven."

"I'll be right there," the woman responded.

"Where are you off to, Phyllis?" Richardson wanted to know.

"Britain, 1812," Phyllis answered. "Charles Dickens isn't going to be born by himself, now is he."

"You've best be off, then," Richardson smiled. "I know his birth will be in fine hands. You're a most outstanding midwife."

Phyllis smiled at Richardson's compliment as she left the office. Richardson then typed in a command on a keyboard at his desk. On his display screen, a scene with a fifteen-year-old Candice started playing out.

September 16, 2383

It was a Friday afternoon in 24th Century San Francisco. Fifteen-year-old Candice, using her Omni, appeared out of thin air in a service alley. She was the only one in the service alley.

"I was suppose to return home," Candice said to herself, puzzled, as she opened her Omni. "Instead, I'm in 2383. What's going on here?"

"I'm afraid I'm what's going on here, little one," a woman's voice came from behind Candice.

Candice turned around to see a white skinned woman with dark eyes, and dark hair, standing there.

"Allow me to introduce myself," the woman began. "I am Lwaxana Troi, daughter of the Fifth House of Betazed, holder of the Sacred Chalice of Rixx, heir to the Holy Rings of Betazed ... and a Voyager."

"Forgive me, ma'am," Candice responded, "but you're obviously a Betazoid. How can you, someone not from Earth, be a Voyager?"

"Since I married a man from Earth who is a Voyager," Lwaxana smiled. "Voyager Command offered me a chance to be a Voyager, and I took them up on it. There have been rare occasions in the past where those not of this planet have been given Voyager status. One example that comes to mind is Emily Francisco, a Tenctonese who was originally from the late 20th Century and early 21st Century."

"Ah!" Candice remarked. "A Newcomer. I've heard of them. A large group of them settled on Earth in the late 20th Century. I didn't realize one was recruited as a Voyager."

"Actually, a few of them were recruited," Lwaxana corrected. "Like Lady Diana, each of them have a small device implanted in them that allows them to change their appearance. In their case, they can change their appearance so they look like humans."

"Impressive," Candice said in awe. "But, getting back on track, why am I here?"

"Because there is a diplomatic mission going on here that is of importance to this time period," Lwaxana explained. "And, while I'm a seasoned diplomat, this mission involves royal protocol. I need an advisor who is familiar with royal protocol."

"Sound like Lady Diana would have been your best bet," Candice pointed out.

"Well, she's busy right now with a mission in the past," Lwaxana informed Candice. "And you come highly recommended, little one."

"I don't want to seem like my nose is out of joint, but why do you call me little one?" Candice wanted to know. "I am fifteen."

"I apologize, little ... I mean Lady Candice," Lwaxana apologized. "It's a term of endearment. It drove my daughter mad, too. I only use the term when I admire somebody younger than me."

"Then I apologize ... for misunderstanding," Candice diplomatically said.

"Yes!" Lwaxana exclaimed in glee. "I knew we'd get along famously!"

"Wow!" Candice thought to herself. "This one's full of energy."

"I heard that," Lwaxana countered.

"Right," Candice remembered. "That whole Betazoid telepathic thing."

"Tell me, Lady Candice?" Lwaxana asked. "You wouldn't happen to be telepathic, would you?"

"I have telepathic ability through my amulet," Candice explained. "I'm not sure it's compatible with Betazoids."

"Well, let's find out, shall we?" Lwaxana suggested.

Candice waved her hand over her amulet, which became visible. Candice then concentrated. In a few moments, much to the delight of both Candice and Lwaxana, the two were able to communicate telepathically.

"This is going to work out nicely," Lwaxana smiled, switching back to using her voice. "We can go to your dimension, carry out our mission, and you can give me tips using telepathy."

"Wait a minute?!" Candice exclaimed, taken off guard. "The people of Earth in this time know of the other dimension?"

"Oh, yes," Lwaxana announced. "The other dimension has been common knowledge for at least fifty years. There are a number of official portals on Earth that connect both dimensions. Both dimensions co-exist in harmony with each other."

"Well, imagine that," Candice said, impressed. "What is our mission there?"

"The Elves are squabbling ... again," Lwaxana answered. "The Federation thought it best to send a third party to act as a go between. We could simply use our Omnis to get there, but since Voyagers are still secret even in this time, we'll go to the other dimension in a normal way. I suggest we get going."

"I've best be transforming into 24th Century clothing," Candice remarked as she brought out her wand, and waved it over her head. Candice's clothes then changed into 24th Century clothing.

"Impressive," Lwaxana approved.

Lwaxana led Candice to a nearby air tram station.

"Yes, we could use a transporter to get to the Enchancia portal," Lwaxana admitted. "But, truth be told, I prefer traveling in air trams and shuttles. You get to sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride."

"You'd like flying carriages in my time, then," Candice smiled. "You get to sit back, relax, and even have the wind in your face."

"That sounds absolutely wonderful," Lwaxana smiled back. "Perhaps one day, I'll visit your time period, and experience it."

Lwaxana and Candice entered the San Francisco air tram terminal. Lwaxana walked over to a computer terminal, and pressed a few buttons. "Ah! Here we go!" Lwaxana happily exclaimed. "Air tram number fourteen will be departing for the Enchancia portal in ten minutes."

Lwaxana and Candice stepped aboard the air tram, and each took a seat as additional passengers boarded. In a few minutes, the air tram took flight. In a little while, the air tram reached the air tram station near the Enchancia portal.

Lwaxana, Candice, and the other passengers walked to the Enchancia portal, proceeded to walk through the portal, and found themselves in a clearing on the edge of a forest.

"Shuttle for Enchancia City boarding," a man called out.

Lwaxana, Candice, and those with them boarded a shuttlecraft, and sat down. In a few moments, the shuttlecraft took flight on its way to Enchancia City. As the shuttlecraft flew, Lwaxana and Candice looked out of a window as Enchancia City came into view.

"What a large city," Candice remarked in awe.

"It's remarkable how much the place has grown since your time," Lwaxana telepathically communicated to Candice. "Enchancia City use to be the Village of Dunwitty."

"Wow!" Candice telepathically exclaimed, impressed.

The shuttlecraft landed in the middle of the city. As Lwaxana led Candice into the city, Candice looked around, and noticed that the city was a mix of older buildings and newer 24th Century buildings. Candice also noticed that Federation technology was all over the place in the form of viewscreens and wall mounted computer access panels. In a short while, Lwaxana and Candice arrived at the Enchancia City Conference Center. They were led to a room where two female Elves were seated. Lwaxana and Candice could hear a heated discussion coming from the room.

"Well, we need the land because our river runs through it," Thetabelle, current Queen of the River Elves, stated.

"Your river may run through it, but it is still our land," Alcineif, current Queen of the Tree Elves, countered.

"I'm sure we can reach a mutually beneficial agreement," Lwaxana said as she entered the room with Candice.

"And you are?" Alcineif wanted to know.

"I'm Federation Ambassador Lwaxana Troi," Lwaxana introduced herself. "And this is my assistant, Candice Cosmarune."

"From the House of Cosmarune?" Thetabelle wanted to know, impressed.

"Yes," Candice answered, playing along. "I'm a descendant of the original Lady Candice who lived in the 1800s."

"I thought it would make things easier if a local representative was present," Lwaxana said to Thetabelle and Alcineif.

"How thoughtful of you, Ambassador Troi," Alcineif acknowledged, pleased.

"We still have a land dispute to settle," Thetabelle stated.

"Of course," Lwaxana agreed as she accessed a computer access panel in the room, and brought up a map on a viewscreen. Lwaxana then turned to Candice. "Is there a way you can keep them occupied as I look over the situation?" Lwaxana thought to Candice.

"I'll see what I can do," Candice thought back, before turning to Thetabelle and Alcineif. "I've always found the Elves ability to Dish Wish very fascinating."

"It's quite the easy thing to do," Alcineif smiled as she made a few serving dishes on a side table fly through the air, and assume a series of patterns.

"I had forgotten how fun Dish Wishing can be," Thetabelle happily admitted, as she, too, magically manipulated some dishes.

"Good," Lwaxana thought to Candice. "At least they aren't arguing anymore."

Lwaxana studied the map she was looking at, then sat down at the table where Candice, Thetabelle, and Alcineif were seated.

"I see the disputed area is on the border of your two territories," Lwaxana observed. "Would it be agreeable to have the disputed area be managed by the two of you? Sort of a shared area as it were?"

"But it's our land," Alcineif pointed out.

"Typical Tree Elf attitude," Thetabelle scoffed.

Alcineif and Theatbelle stopped Dish Wishing at that point, and sat fuming at each other.

"Perhaps refreshments would be in order?" Lwaxana suggested, as she motioned a male waiter to come over. "Now, what to have?"

"If I could make a suggestion?" Candice started. "Perhaps Lemonade?"

"From the old time?" Thetabelle asked, interested.

"That sounds absolutely enjoyable," Alcineif smiled.

"Old time?" Lwaxana thought to Candice.

"In my time, Princess Sofia, Princess Amber, and Prince James negotiated with the Elves," Candice thought back. "The two Elves present back then really enjoyed the Lemonade, and it helped smooth things over."

"Then Lemonade it is," Lwaxana happily said to the waiter.

In a few moments, the waiter served the Lemonade.

"This is wonderful!" Alcineif exclaimed in glee. "Sweet and sour."

"A perfect mix," Thetabelle happily agreed.

"You know, Thetabelle, perhaps we could share that area?" Alcineif suggested.

"That's not a bad idea," Thetabelle agreed.

As Thetabelle and Alcineif ironed out the details, Lawxana snuck a look at her Omni. As she opened the cover of her Omni, the green light flashed on, indicating that the time line was normal.

"Well, thanks to your help, this time line is proceeding as it should," Lwaxana happily thought to Candice. "A fine job, little one. I mean, Candice."

"Thank you," Candice happily thought back.

"Sorry about calling you little one just now," Lwaxana telepathically apologized. "Old habits die hard."

"Well, you may call me little one anytime you want," Candice thought to Lwaxana with a smile. "After all, it is a term of endearment."

"I hope we get to work together again at some point," Lwaxana thought to Candice. "I like you. We're kindred spirits, you and I."

Candice smiled at Lwaxana's compliment.

In Commissioner Richardson's office, Richardson sat in his chair watching the events play out on his viewscreen. Richardson then ended the playback as he sat back in his chair deep in thought. Not everything in Voyager history was happy. But, on many occasions, sadder times led to the creation of new chapters full of promise. Richardson typed in a command on the keyboard at his desk, as one of those moments started playing out on his viewscreen.

September 3, 2018

It was a Monday afternoon in London, England. Inside an apartment in the east end of London, an adult Violet sat in an overstuffed chair mourning the loss of her sister, Megan, who had been killed in a car accident a week earlier. Violet and Megan were as close as sisters could have been, and Megan's death had hit Violet very hard.

As Violet sat in the chair staring off into space, she heard a knock come at her front door. Violet got up, and opened the door to discover a handsome white man standing there.

"Excuse me, ma'am," the man started. "If I could have a moment of your time?"

"Whatever you're selling, I'm not interested," Violet quietly said as she started to close the door.

"Please, hear me out," the man requested. "You're in deep mourning over the loss of your sister. You don't need to be alone."

As the man gently held Violet's hand, a warmth came over Violet. There was something about this man that was kind and caring.

"Please, come in," Violet invited. "Mister?"

"Bogg," the man answered. "Phineas Bogg."

"Sounds like something out of a Jules Verne novel," Violet managed to chuckle.

"I get that a lot," Phineas smiled. "And, I made you laugh."

"Yes, you did," Violet admitted as she and Phineas walked into Violet's apartment.

"I'm here to offer you a new chance at life," Phineas started. "I know you think you can't go on, but, if you'll let me, I can offer you something wonderful. Something that will change your life ... forever."

"I don't know," Violet sadly said.

"They say seeing is believing," Phineas said as he pulled out a small gold pocket watch device from his pocket.

"What is that?" Violet asked, curious.

"A key to adventures you never dreamed possible," Phineas smiled as he opened the cover of the device, and adjusted some dials. "Take my hand, please."

Violet took Phineas' hand. Phineas then pressed a button on the device, and the two disappeared into thin air. Before she knew it, Violet was flying with Phineas through a time vortex. In a few moments, Violet and Phineas appeared inside a deep fog.

"What just happened?!" Violet asked in shock.

"It's okay," Phineas said in a reassuring voice. "Follow me, please."

Violet followed Phineas through the fog. In a few moments, they had walked through the fog, and emerged on the edge of a city. As Violet looked at the city, she noticed buildings that to her looked like science fiction art deco architecture.

"Welcome to Voyager City," Phineas smiled. "A city on its own plane of existence. A city outside of time."

"Outside of time?" Violet asked, not fully understanding.

"The people I represent are called Voyagers," Phineas explained. "We're time travelers. We make sure history stays on track. If something messes up, we put it right. And, we'd like you to join us."

"But, I'm nothing special," Violet pointed out. "I'm just an ordinary person."

"Nobody is just ordinary," Phineas smiled. "We all have that spark of potential inside of us. And Voyager Command sees that spark of potential inside of you. Come. Let me show you around."

Phineas started showing Violet around the city. As they went along, Phineas pointed out to Violet the Voyager Academy, where Voyagers were trained. Phineas then pointed out apartment buildings where Voyagers were housed. After a while, the two approached a building which housed Voyager Command. As they were about to walk inside, a white skinned woman with brown hair walked up.

"Phineas," the woman smiled. "I just came from the Commissioner's office. You'll be happy to know that young Jeffrey is doing well in his fast track classes. He should be back at your side before you know it."

"Jeffrey?" Violet asked, curious.

"My young partner," Phineas explained. "He's still just a boy, but he's smart as a whip. Since he travels with me, we thought it was time to give him some formal training. He's going to be a great Voyager someday."

"Indeed he is," the woman smiled in agreement.

"I see you're in disguise," Phineas pointed out to the woman. "I guess I should be calling you Juliet, then."

"I didn't want to give Violet a fright," Juliet explained, "especially since I come from the same country that Violet comes from. After all, my official death was in the 1990s, and Violet comes from 2018 which is technically not too far in the future."

"Ma'am?" Violet asked Juliet. "You'll forgive me, but your voice sounds strangely familiar."

"Let's walk inside," Juilet gently suggested to Violet. "We can have a seat in my office, and I'll explain what is going on."

"Okay," Violet acknowledged as she followed Phineas and Juliet into the building.

Phineas and Juliet led Violet to a fancy office. Once inside the office, Juliet closed the door as Phineas and Violet each took a seat.

"There is something you need to know," Juliet said to Violet. "I have a small device inside of me that allows me to change my appearance. Who you are seeing right now is not the real me. Since we'll eventually be working together, it's only fair you know who I really am."

Juliet concentrated, and in a few moments changed from a white skinned brown haired woman to a white skinned blond haired woman.

"Oh ... my ... God!" Violet exclaimed in shock as she got up, and curtsied. "I knew that voice sounded familiar. I am so very honored to be in the presence of ... Princess Diana. But, you're dead."

"The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated," Diana explained. "Time was manipulated to make it seem I was dead. I was instead offered the opportunity to become a Voyager. When I'm in time periods where I would be recognized, I assume the appearance of the woman you first met."

"This is all too much to take in, Princess," Violet said in shock.

"Just breath," Diana gently suggested. "And it's just Diana to you. I haven't used that title in a long time."

"How about I call you ma'am?" Violet asked.

"I can live with that," Diana acknowledged. "Now, have a seat, and I'll explain our proposal."

"Okay, ma'am," Violet said as she sat back down.

"Before you were a Health Visitor, you were a maid, correct?" Diana asked.

"Yes," Violet acknowledged.

"What we're proposing is this," Diana began. "You'll be trained as a Voyager. Afterward, you'll spend a year with me as my assistant. I'm what's known as a Specialty Voyager. In my case, I'm the Specialty Voyager in charge of royal history."

"But, I know nothing about royalty," Violet explained. "What possible help could I be to you?"

"Think of it as on the job training," Diana responded. "We have special plans for you. There are Voyagers known as Guardian Voyagers ... Voyagers who live in specific time zones, and keep history on track in those time zones. You would be placed as a maid in the royal castle of Enchancia in the 1800s. We would work behind the scenes to eventually get you promoted to head maid."

"Well, fancy that," Violet said, impressed. "Wait? Where? I've never heard of an Enchancia."

"Something else you need to know, Violet," Phineas cut in. "You see, on Earth, there are two dimensions. There's the dimension you come from which is made of up countries. Then, there is a dimension which is made up of kingdoms. Enchancia is in that dimension."

"This is all a bit too much to take in," Violet confessed as she sat back in her chair, not knowing what to think.

"You'll get use to the idea," Diana reassured Violet. "Once you get use to it, it's like walking down one street, then walking onto another. We Voyagers patrol both dimensions."

"Well, what do you think, Violet?" Phineas asked, curious.

Violet sat in her chair thinking for a while. Violet then looked at Diana and Phineas. "I'll do it."

"Excellent!" Diana smiled. "We'll help you get your affairs in order in 2018. We'll create a cover story for your relatives that you've been offered a higher paying job elsewhere in the country. That will make your move from London look normal. And then, we'll begin your training. Welcome aboard."

It was at that point that Violet's new life as a Voyager began. Violet was trained at Voyager Academy. Violet then spent a year as Diana's assistant, helping Diana maintain royal history throughout history. Violet excelled as a Voyager, and was placed in Department Fourteen which was in charge of Guardian Voyagers. It then came time for Violet to be placed in Enchancia Castle in the 1800s.

At Enchancia Castle, Violet had been interviewed by the castle steward, Baileywick.

"You have impressive maid skills, Miss Cooper," Baileywick praised. "It is my honor to offer you an immediate position as a maid here in the castle."

"Thank you, sir," Violet said gratefully.

"I'll show you to your room here in the castle, and I'll let you get settled in," Baileywick said as the two left Baileywick's office.

Violet became well liked at the castle, and in a few years, was promoted to head maid. One night, in Violet's room, Violet brought out her silver Omni. Violet opened the cover of her Omni, and its green light flashed on, indicating that the time line was normal. Violet smiled. It was a new life for her. A life full of promise.

At that same moment, in Diana's office in Voyager Command, Diana watched Violet through a viewscreen. A wonderful life lay before Violet. A life as a Voyager. A life at Enchancia Castle. And a life where Violet would eventually adopt not one, but two, wonderful daughters who would eventually become Voyagers in their own right. Everything was right with the world.

Back in the present, in Commissioner Richardson's office at Voyager Command, Richardson had watched Violet's history, and smiled. As he stopped the playback, Richardson remembered a happy scene with Violet's daughter, Candice. Richardson typed in a command using the keyboard on his desk, and soon he was watching a sixteen-year-old Candice on a time trip with her beloved cat, Creamy.

October 5, 1958

It was an October Saturday in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Candice loved the 1950s, and had discovered Cedar Rapids after her and Amber's run in with MACUSA in 1957 Buffalo. MACUSA was of course active across the United States, but for some reason was far less active in the Midwest, which was perfectly fine with Candice.

Candice opened up her backpack, and out hopped Creamy.

"Welcome to 1958," Candice smiled as she and Creamy started walking though a park.

Candice and Creamy looked around the park, and saw children playing on the playground equipment there. Candice and Creamy then started walking down a side street. For Creamy, it was nice that Candice had introduced him to Candice's life as a Voyager. As the two walked, Creamy started happily singing.

"Some people long for a life that is simple and planned. Tied with a ribbon. Some people won't sail the sea 'cause they're safer on land. To follow what's written. But I'd follow you to the great unknown. Off to a world we call our own."

"Safe in your arms and you promise to never let go. We're walking the tightrope. High in the sky. We can see the whole world down below. We're walking the tightrope. Never sure, never know how far we could go. But it's all an adventure that comes with a breathtaking view. Walking the tightrope ..."

"With you, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. With you, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. With you."

At that point, Creamy happily jumped into Candice's arms as he kept singing.

"Mountains and valleys, and all that will come in between. Desert and ocean. You pulled me in and together we're lost in a dream. Always in motion. So I risk it all just to be with you. And I risk it all for this life we choose."

"Safe in your arms and you promise to never let go. We're walking the tightrope. High in the sky. We can see the whole world down below. We're walking the tightrope. I am sure you will catch me if I should fall. Well, it's all an adventure that comes with a breathtaking view. Walking the tightrope ..."

"With you, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. With you, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. With you. With you, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh."

"With you, ooh-ooh-ooh. With you."

Creamy purred with delight as Candice gently stroked him. Candice then looked up to see a restaurant across the street.

"Tell you what, Creamy," Candice started. "Hop in my backpack, I'll get us some take out lunch, and we can have a picnic back in the park."

"Sounds good, Candice," Creamy smiled as he hopped in Candice's backpack.

After getting some sandwiches and milk to go, Candice and Creamy went back to the park, and sat down at a picnic table.

"What do we have for lunch, Candice?" Creamy happily asked.

"Maid Rites," Candice smiled. "Loose meat sandwiches. Cooked ground beef on a bun, mixed with chopped onions, and served with mustard and pickles."

"Sounds good," Creamy happily acknowledged.

Candice unwrapped a sandwich for Creamy, and poured some milk for Creamy. Candice then unwrapped a sandwich for herself, poured some milk for herself, and the two started eating.

As Candice and Creamy were eating, two white skinned teenage girls walked up.

"Oh! What an adorable cat!" one of the girls happily remarked.

"He's so cute!" the other girl smiled.

"This is Creamy," Candice introduced Creamy to the girls. "And I'm Candice."

"Nice to meet you, Candice," the first girl happily acknowledged. "I'm Janey Hanson, and this is my friend, Pamela Kemner."

"Nice to meet you," Candice responded.

"We haven't seen you around here, before," Pamela remarked.

"I'm visiting Cedar Rapids with a friend," Candice smiled. "She should be showing up anytime."

In a few moments, a white skinned woman walked up. It was Gwen, who was also a Voyager.

"Sorry I'm late, Candice," Gwen apologized. "I was looking at the sights."

"Janey, Pamela," Candice began. "This is my friend, Gwen O'Toole. Gwen, this is Janey and Pamela."

"Nice to meet you, girls," Gwen smiled.

"Nice to meet you, Gwen," Pamela smiled back. "We see you're eating lunch, so we'll let you go. Have a good day."

"You too, girls," Gwen happily acknowledged as Janey and Pamela walked off.

"I see why you like the 50s," Gwen said to Candice. "Its such a pleasant time, and everybody is so friendly."

"Yes," Candice smiled. "By the way, I brought lunch."

"Maid Rites," Gwen happily acknowledged as she saw what Candice had brought.

Candice handed Gwen a sandwich, and poured Gwen some milk. As Candice, Gwen, and Creamy ate, they had a pleasant time watching cars come and go on a nearby street, and watching children playing in the park. It was a wonderful way to spend an afternoon.

In Commissioner Richardson's office at Voyager Command, Richardson watched the scene in Cedar Rapids, and happily smiled. He then stopped the playback, remembering a time shortly after Gwen had become a Voyager. Richardson typed in a command on the keyboard on his desk, and soon he was watching the scene with Gwen.

April 4, 2008

It was a Friday evening in the Western part of the United States. Unknown to the general public, a few months earlier in Britain, an alien sleeper cell made up of human looking aliens had activated, and had tried to take over the government there. The sleeper cell was stopped by the organization known as Torchwood. What wasn't known at the time was that such a human looking alien was lurking in the United States, and had managed to infiltrate, of all places, Stargate Command in the Cheyenne Mountain Air Force Station near Colorado Springs, Colorado.

The alien had tried to take over the Stargate, but was stopped by base personnel. The alien, however, managed to escape, and was now on the run.

On a road at night running through Colorado, a camper van was chasing a blue car. As the car started rounding a corner, it hit a small device laying on the road. The device exploded, sending the car rolling until it landed on its roof.

"Got ya!" a white skinned woman standing on the side of the road exclaimed in glee. The woman then pulled out a 357 Magnum pistol with a scope mounted on it, and carefully approached the overturned car as the camper van came to a stop.

"Ma'am!" a white skinned older, heavy set, man called out from the camper van. "That's a very dangerous man in that car!"

"I'm aware of that, sir," the woman responded as she approached the car with her pistol aimed at it.

As the woman approached the car, a white skinned man crawled out of the car, and stood up. The man was bloodied, but was still able to move.

"Hold it right there!" the woman ordered.

The man looked at one of his arms. In a few seconds, organic red buttons appeared on the arm. The man pressed a few of the buttons, which transformed his other arm into a sword-type weapon. As the man raised the sword-type weapon, the woman fired a shot at the man, only to have the bullet harmlessly bounce off the man.

"Oh, shoot!" the woman exclaimed, taken off guard. "He still has his shields!"

The older, heavy-set, man from the camper van fired a rifle shot at the man from the car. The man from the car started toward the man from the camper van.

"A diversion," the woman thought to herself, as she pulled out a small device, and started pushing buttons on it. The device then gave off a loud beep.

"Stay back!" the man from the camper van ordered the man from the car.

"His shields are down!" the woman yelled at the man from the camper van. "Fire!"

The man from the camper van fired a rifle shot at the man from the car, hitting the man from the car in the shoulder. At that same moment, the woman fired a shot from her pistol, hitting the man from the car in the leg. The man from the car then fell onto the ground as the woman, and the man from the camper van, carefully walked over and aimed their guns at the man from the car.

"It's over!" the woman barked at the man from the car.

"For me, yes," the man from the car chuckled as he turned over his hand, and produced a glowing round device.

"It's a self destruct device!" the woman yelled at the man from the camper van. "Run!"

The woman, and the man from the camper van, ran and took cover in a ditch on the side of the road. From behind them, they heard and felt a huge explosion from where the man from the car had been. The woman, and the man from the camper van, walked over to where the man from the car had been, but found nothing but disturbed earth.

"Well, that's it, then," the woman remarked.

"Who are you?" the man from the camper van asked the woman. "You're not a Plumber. If you were, I'd know you."

"My name is Gwen," the woman introduced herself. "And no, I'm not a Plumber."

"Who do you represent, then?" the man wanted to know. "SGC? SHIELD? MIB? UNIT? Torchwood?"

"None of the above," Gwen answered. "I'm sort of a free lancer as it were."

"Young lady," the man began. "You don't just free lance when hunting aliens. You must work for somebody?"

"Let's just say I work for people who keep things on track," Gwen explained. "People very high up. People who don't want their existence known to the general public."

"What's higher than anything I've just mentioned?" the man asked, curious.

Gwen thought it over for a few moments, then turned to the man. "Time travelers."

"Oh my God!" the man exclaimed as he caught a look at Gwen's belt, and saw her Omni attached to it. "You're ... a Voyager!"

"How do you know about us?" Gwen asked, taken off guard.

"I came across one when I was younger," the man explained. "An interesting woman. Her name was Dorrie Beckenbauer. She helped me track down an alien I was hunting. According to her, tracking down and capturing that alien kept the time line on track."

"Interesting," Gwen thought to herself. "He must have encountered an adult version of Dorrie, after Dorrie married Frederick."

"My name is Max Tennyson," the man introduced himself. "Gwen?"

"Gwen O'Toole," Gwen smiled.

"Kids," Max called out to the camper van. "You can come out. It's safe."

A white skinned thirteen-year-old boy, and a white skinned thirteen-year-old girl, emerged from the camper van. The boy was Max's grandson, Ben, and the girl was Gwen Tennyson.

"Who is this?" the thirteen-year-old Gwen asked Max.

"Remember when I was telling you about Dorrie Beckenbauer, who I encountered when I was younger?" Max started. "This is Gwen O'Toole ... another Voyager."

"Two Gwens," Ben remarked.

"Yeah, I can see where that would cause confusion," the adult Gwen admitted. "For simplicity sake, how about you call me Gwenevere?"

"Gwenevere it is," Max smiled.

"I can live with that," the thirteen-year-old Gwen happily added.

"So, what brings you here, Gwenevere?" Ben asked. "Besides taking care of an alien we were chasing?"

"Well, I have a proposition for the three of you," the adult Gwen started. "There's a renegade Voyager named Drake who has made it his mission to mess up time. He sometimes brings evil aliens back in time to cause chaos, and I've been recruited to hunt down those aliens. Thing is, once I capture such an alien, I need a place to lock the creature up. I thought the prison in the Plumber Headquarters would be the perfect place."

"Sounds logical," Max agreed.

"Thing is, my involvement is going to have to be kept off the record," the adult Gwen requested. "It's better that my existence remains a secret. There would be too many questions to answer if every Tom, Dick, and Harry knew about Voyagers."

"I understand completely," Max acknowledged. "I can come up with a cover story that whatever aliens you deliver to us came from a source who wants to remain anonymous. It's an explanation that will be acceptable to the Plumbers."

"Won't the aliens you bring to us know they've been transported through time?" Ben asked the adult Gwen.

"Drake may be evil, but he's not stupid," the adult Gwen pointed out. "When he finds an evil alien lurking on Earth, he knocks them out, transports them through time, and when they wake up they simply think they are in a different place. When I capture them, I'll knock them out with a stun weapon, then bring them to you. Again, they'll wake up simply thinking they are in another place."

"Well, that takes care of that problem," the thirteen-year-old Gwen smiled.

At that moment, a large black van pulled up. From the large black van emerged at least a dozen men dressed in black suits. One of the men walked up to Max.

"Tennysons," the man greeted. "We're Men in Black cleanup detail six. We'll take care of this mess. Where is the alien?"

"Destroyed," Max reported. "Some kind of self destruct device."

"And who is this woman?" the man asked as he looked at the adult Gwen.

"A partner of ours," Max answered. "Treat her as you would any Plumber."

"Understood," the man confirmed. "I suggest the four of you be on your way. We're going to need room to work."

Max, the adult Gwen, the thirteen-year-old Gwen, and Ben climbed into the camper van, and drove off as the Men in Black cleanup detail began their work.

"Well, that went nicely," Max remarked as they drove along.

The adult Gwen opened the cover of her Omni, and a green light on her Omni flashed on, indicating that everything was normal with the current time line.

"Well, that about does it," the adult Gwen smiled. "Everything is normal here. Time I was on my way. Until we meet again, Tennysons."

Gwen adjusted the dials on her Omni, pressed a button on her Omni, and quickly disappeared into thin air.

"And she's gone in a flash," the thirteen-year-old Gwen remarked.

"Just like Q," Ben added.

"Thing is," Max pointed out, "Q is as much a bother to Voyagers as he is to us. He likes to travel back in time and play with history. He thinks it's funny. According to what Dorrie told me, It drives Voyagers nuts trying to fix his handy work."

As the Tennysons continued on their way, the adult Gwen traveled through a time vortex on her way back to Enchancia Castle in 1866. It was evening at the castle. As Gwen appeared out of thin air in a hallway in the castle, there was nobody around except for Violet, who had recruited Gwen into Voyager service on behalf of Voyager Command.

"Establish a relationship with the Tennysons?" Violet asked, curious.

"Yes," Gwen reported. "It's going to work out well, I think."

"Good," Violet smiled, pleased.

"I've better go check on Timothy," Gwen announced. "He'll be in bed by now."

"Just a moment, Gwen," Violet said as she raised her wand, and pointed it at Gwen. "Let's change you back to 1866 clothes."

Violet concentrated, and a stream of magical energy came from her wand, changing the clothes Gwen was wearing back into more suitable clothing for 1866.

"Thank you, Violet," Gwen smiled as she walked off.

In a few minutes, Gwen arrived at the bedroom of her six-year-old adopted son, Timothy. As Gwen quietly opened the door of Timothy's bedroom, she noticed that Timothy was sound asleep. Gwen walked over to Timothy's bed, and gently kissed him on the forehead.

"Good night, my precious one," Gwen happily thought to herself.

Back in the present, in Commissioner Richardson's office at Voyager Command, Richardson watched the touching scene between Gwen and Timothy, and smiled. He then stopped the playback. It was getting late, and it was time to be going to bed. There would be time for viewing more scenes from the past tomorrow.

(To be continued in Chapter 41).

Behind the scenes

In this edition of "Behind the scenes", some sad news to report (thanks to JollyRogerBrat for bringing this to our attention).

Just as we were dealing with the tragic death of Cameron Boyce, we now learn that we've lost another member of the Disney family: voice actress Russi Taylor (who died on July 26th of this year at the age of 75).

Russi, in addition to doing voices for many TV shows and movies, also did voice work on "Sofia the First" (doing the voices of Miss Fauna, Cedric's mother, and Mrs. Higgins). Other Disney characters she voiced included Huey, Dewey, Louie, and Webby Vanderquack in "Duck Tails"; Minnie Mouse in "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse", "Minnie's Bow-Toons", and "Mickey and the Roadster Racers"; and Widow Tweed in "The Fox and The Hound 2".

Russi was married to Wayne Allwine, the third voice of Mickey Mouse, from 1991 until his death on May 18th of 2009. They were both named Disney Legends in 2008.

Rest in peace, Russi. You will be missed.

Author's notes

As readers of "Once Upon a Time in Enchancia" will remember, in Chapter 23 Candice alluded to knowing Lwaxana Troi.

Ben Tennyson, Gwen Tennyson, Max Tennyson, and The Plumbers are from "Ben 10".

Charles Dickens and Jules Verne are, of course, famous writers from the 1800s.

Creamy is a character created for Candice by Jolly Roger Brat. Creamy is used in this story with the permission of Jolly Roger Brat. Readers of "Once Upon a Time in Enchancia" will remember that King Roland is no longer allergic to Creamy, and Creamy is now allowed in the castle.

Dish Wishing is originally from the "Sofia the First" episode "The Elf Situation".

Drake, Omni (Omnis), Phineas Bogg, Voyagers, and young Jeffrey are from the "Voyagers!" TV series. Young Jeffrey is, of course, Jeffrey Jones as he appeared in "Voyagers!".

Elizabeth West-Chadwick, Marie Perkins, Samantha "Sam" Cook, and Timothy O'Toole are characters created by MisuteriTenshi / SailorWednesdayMercury, and are used in this story with the permission of MisuteriTenshi / SailorWednesdayMercury.

Emily Francisco is an adult version of Emily Francisco from the "Alien Nation" TV series.

Endearment: an act of showing affection.

For more about Lady Diana and her being a Voyager, see Chapter 49 of my story "Dorrie".

For those who are wondering, the year 2383 would be about four years after the events seen in the movie "Star Trek: Nemesis".

Having Lwaxana and Candice take an air tram to the Enchancia portal came about as a result of a discussion between epear96 and myself. My original idea was to have Lwaxana and Candice use a transporter to get to the Enchancia portal. However, as epear96 reminded me, in "Star Trek: The Next Generation", Lwaxana seemed to prefer shuttles to transporters. So, taking this into consideration, I redid the scene using an air tram (seen on 23rd Century Earth in "Star Trek: The Motion Picture", and also seen on 24th Century Earth thanks to scenes in "Star Trek: Deep Space Nine" and "Star Trek: Voyager").

Having Olaf being able to absorb snowballs is based on an idea by Brigade701.

Health Visitor: an advanced version of being a midwife. A Health Visitor provides medical care to expectant mothers before, during, and after birth. This was the work Violet was doing in 2018, before being recruited as a Voyager.

"If I could make a suggestion?" Candice started. "Perhaps Lemonade?" "From the old time?" Thetabelle asked, interested - this is a reference to events seen in the "Sofia the First" episode "The Elf Situation".

It was an October Saturday in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Candice loved the 1950s, and had discovered Cedar Rapids after her and Amber's run in with MACUSA in 1957 Buffalo - this is a reference to events in Chapter 13 of "Once Upon a Time in Enchancia".

It was first revealed that Gwen was a Voyager in Chapter 40 of my story "Dorrie: Book Two". When that chapter was written, having Gwen being a Voyager, and her knowing the Tennysons, was the idea of MisuteriTenshi / SailorWednesdayMercury.

Lwaxana Troi is from "Star Trek: The Next Generation".

MACUSA (Magical Congress of the United States of America) is from "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" and "Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald".

MIB: Men in Black from the "Men in Black" franchise.

Midwife: a woman skilled in aiding the delivery of babies.

Molly (Red) and Nonya (Angry) are originally from "Tangled: The Series" and "Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure".

Olaf, and Queen Elsa, are from "Frozen".

Phyllis Crane is a slightly older version of Phyllis Crane from "Call the Midwife", now recruited into Voyager service.

Q is the playful and trouble making humanoid alien from "Star Trek: The Next Generation", "Star Trek: Deep Space Nine", and "Star Trek: Voyager".

SGC: Stargate Command from the "Stargate SG1" TV series.

SHIELD: Strategic Hazard Intervention Espionage Logistics Directorate from the Marvel universe.

Stargate, and Stargate Command, are from "Stargate SG1".

The alien sleeper cell made up of human looking aliens is originally from the "Sleeper" episode of "Torchwood".

The Plumbers: the Plumbers, founded in the 1700s by the Founding Fathers of the United States, is an organization created to fix "leaks" in the normal everyday world like monsters, ghosts, and aliens. The Plumbers are from "Ben 10". In this chapter, the Plumbers would have had a working relationship with both Stargate Command and the Men in Black.

The scene showing how Violet was recruited as a Voyager was a request by JollyRogerBrat.

The scene where Candice met Lwaxana for the first time was a request by JollyRogerBrat.

The scene where Gwen met the Tennysons for the first time was a request by JollyRogerBrat.

The Tennysons are from "Ben 10".

The term Tenctonese (Newcomer) is from the "Alien Nation" TV series.

Torchwood: covert agency investigating alien and extra ordinary on Earth (from "Doctor Who" and "Torchwood").

UNIT: Unified Intelligence Taskforce from "Doctor Who".

Violet first revealed how she was recruited as a Voyager in Chapter 24 of my story "Dorrie".

You can find a recipe for Maid Rites in Chapter 33 of "Once Upon a Time in Enchancia".

Disclaimer

"Alien Nation" (the TV series) and everything associated with it © Kenneth Johnson Productions, and 20th Century Fox Television.

Creamy and the other original ideas from Jolly Roger Brat are the property of Jolly Roger Brat, and are used in my stories with the permission of Jolly Roger Brat (under an agreement that the two of us may use things from each other's "Sofia the First" fan fiction stories).

Elizabeth West-Chadwick, Marie Perkins, Samantha "Sam" Cook, Timothy O'Toole, and the other original ideas from MisuteriTenshi / SailorWednesdayMercury are the property of MisuteriTenshi / SailorWednesdayMercury, and are used in this story with the permission of MisuteriTenshi / SailorWednesdayMercury.

"Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" and everything associated with it © J. K. Rowling, Heyday Films, and Warner Brothers Pictures.

"Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald" and everything associated with it © J. K. Rowling, Heyday Films, and Warner Brothers Pictures.

"Sofia the First" and everything associated with it © Craig Gerber, Jamie Mitchell, Disney Television Animation, Toiion Animation Studios, Team TO, and Disney-ABC Domestic Television.

"Star Trek: Deep Space Nine" and everything associated with it © Paramount Domestic Television, and CBS Television Distribution.

"Star Trek: The Next Generation" and everything associated with it © Paramount Domestic Television, and CBS Television Distribution.

"The Greatest Showman" and everything associated with it © Chernin Entertainment, Seed Productions, Laurence Mark Productions, TSG Entertainment, and 20th Century Fox.

"Voyagers!" and everything associated with it © James D. Parriot Productions, Universal Television (MCA), and Scholastic Productions.

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