Whitey was acting very strange since the ball. Not the strange he usually was but so strange it worried Spike. He was taking a walk around the castle and passed by a door that he always passed by, but has never been in. He turned around and opened the door. He wound up in a closet.

Usually there's nothing interesting about closets unless if they belong to rich people. Whitey walked in anyway. It was filled with dusty old clothes that Le Toad used to wear. As a suit caught his eye, he heard a speak on the floor. He looked down at the carpet and thought he was only hearing things. Then it happened again. He rolled the rug and found a little door. He opened it and found a bar… The servants hideout.

"Oh sweet." He mumbled. "I gotta show this to the boss."

When Rita fell out of bed, still frozen, she opened up the note.

"Why would he do this?" she cried. "After what he said to me." She went downstairs, dressed to begin her regular routine.

"Rita…"

She spotted Le Toad by the kitchen door.

"Oh my God he knows…"

"I'm busy sir."

"Come here."

Rita took a deep breath and approached him with caution.

"Your schedule will be a little bit different today." He said. "You are going to catch flies and return with at least six."

"You eat more than that."

"Just six." He growled. "Do you understand? Now get ready, it's cold out there."

She went up to her room and brushed her hair and teeth. She saw the note on the nightstand and put it in her pocket. Chances were she'd see Roddy.

She wanted to rush inside the moment she felt the bitter cold. She held the fly jar in one hand as she ran across the slippery ice. As she reached land again, she spoke to herself.

"Six flies… no problem." She walked to the fly valley in the center of the spider territory. As she was on her way, Prince Roddy was about ready to get out. He styled his hair to make it look like the hair he had when he met Rita. He wore his favorite brown shirt and jeans and snuck out the backdoors.

Rita finally made it to the enormous fly valley. The room was decorated with paint cans, paintbrushes and a flashlight that was still lit, projecting the wall. She jumped form surface to surface but had no luck catching any flies. She searched but still couldn't find any. She went back to the cold stone ground and leaned herself against an ice cold pipe. She looked at the note one more time as silent tears streamed down her cheeks.

"What's the matter Rita?"

Her head shot up. She saw Roddy standing in front of her.

"What do you think?" she snapped. "You know very well what's wrong!"

Roddy's eyebrows lowered in confusion.

"Actually, I don't." said Roddy.

"Let me ask you something Roddy. If you were just an ordinary guy, would Sharpay love you?"

"No. That's why I dumped her."

Rita stood up. She had enough.

"And then you purposed to Sharpay when I left, didn't you?"

"What?" Roddy snapped. "I did not!"

"Then explain this!" Rita screamed opening the note. "'My dearest friend, I had a great time with you. You've helped me out so much. Thank you for making Sharpay jealous. I managed to purpose to her and we'll be wed in a week. I'm sorry if this hurts you. But I'll make it up to you; you can sing and dance at my wedding. Love, Roderick Paul St. James.'"

Roddy snatched the note from her. He looked over the cursive handwriting. His initials were specially printed on the paper, so it would be impossible to explain to Rita.

"This isn't my handwriting." He said. "I don't write cursive. And I'm right handed. Whoever wrote this note was left handed…" he ripped up the note and threw the pieces on the ground. His eyes were mixed with a feeling of anger and desperation. "Rita…"

"Just leave me alone ok? Good luck with your throne!" she marched over to the flashlight where he noticed her shadow. He chased and stopped her.

"Rita, I swear to god I've never seen that before. Sharpay is history. She's out of my life and for once I feel free. I wasn't acting. I actually meant it." He saw that she was still crying. Next, her face was buried in his chest. He locked his arms around her and held her as her tears came out like waterfalls.

"I would still love you if you we an ordinary person." She chocked. She wiped her tears away and looked up at him. He starred into her deep green eyes as his arms slid down to her waist. They closed their eyes and for the first time, their lips touched. Rita stopped crying and pressed her hand against the back of his neck. She felt him sweating with nerve.

"I love you Rita."

"I love you too, Roddy."

They hugged one last time before she deeded to return to the Floodgate.

"Sneak in and come visit me." She said.

"Of corse."

She walked right into the front door, All the lights were out.

"And just where have you been?"

A dim light clicked on. Sitting in the big chair was Le Toad.