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Chapter Three: PIA! (Plan in Action!)

The Bar/9:15pm/Chelsea POV

Muffy, sometimes, was an absolute bloody genuis. A crazy genius but a genius none the less.

"That is pure gold Muffy!" I said excitedly "That has to work!"

"I know right!" She bounced up and down, squealing "It's just such a massive coincidence!"

The coincidence that she was talking about was a cutsomer in the bar earlier. He had come in the night before. He claimed he was a sailor and a good one at that. Muffy was telling me how he might help me sail someplace far away. It was a long shot but if it worked then no one would be able to track me.

"So is he coming back here?" I asked.

"Yep! He said he would ba back tonight! He should be here any minute!" She said in a sing-song voice.

At that moment we heard a the bar door open and a stool screeching back.

"That must be him!" She squeaked and grabbed my hand "C'mon Chelsea!" She pulled me down the steps and we exited through the door into the bar.

Siting on a stool on the bar was a HUUUGE man with a drink in his hand. He was bald and had a short stubble on his chine. He must have been at least 6ft 6. I saw he had tattoos on both his arms.

She pulled me around the counter and we came stood by the man on his chair.

He looked at us with amusment in his coal black eyes "Well there ladies, how can I help ya'?"

"Mr. Sailor man, this is my friend Chelsea." Muffy montioned to me "And we were wondering if you could help her escape from this town."

The man put down his drink and turned his body towards us "Escape? What do you mean escape?"

Muffy looked at me and I sighed "My full name is Chelsea Lavender Fernforthe." Stupid right? "Princess of Forget-Me-Not Valley."

The man raised an eyebrow "Princess Chelsea huh? I've heard you were a bit of tearaway."

I fidgeted and shrugged "Well so would you be if you were being forced into a marriage and you didn't even know the person."

The man was visibly suprised "So, being forced to marry someone huh? Well that sucks. I wish I could help you but I have no idea what I can do."

Muffy and I shared a look of dissapointment.

"Well you were talking 'bout a faraway buncha' islands yesterday remember?" Griffin interjected "You said that barely anyone knew 'bout 'em 'cause they were so isolated."

"Oh yeah... Well if you want I guess I could take ya' there. I need to sail past 'em again anyways to pick up a shipment so it's no skin off my nose." The man said in his gruff tone, taking a sip of his drink.

I could've hugged him right there and then "Really!" My eyes sparkled brightly "That'd be so great thank you Mr. Sailor Dude!"

He chuckled deeply "No problem kid, I'd hate for you to be unhappy in marriage. Plus you look kinda young to settle down. Everyone deserves to be happy kid." He ruffled my hair with one of his large hands "By the way kid, names Tony."

I nodded "Thank you Mr. Tony!"

Muffy squealed again and hugged me "This is so great Chelsea! You can finally leave all this behind!"

"I know! But my dad... I don't expect him to give up easily on a search for me..." I stroked my chin in thought "What can I do to make sure no one finds me..."

"Well fer' starters ya' could get a haircut and a new batcha' clothes kid." Tony suggested "And I'll make a call quickly."

He got up and walked to the bar's phone and began dialling a number.

"He's right Chelsea. You need a whole new look. That way no one will recognise you." Muffy looked me up and down "I'll go pick up an outfit tommorow and then I'll cut your hair."

I nodded gleefully.

"Hey Miss Chelsea," Griffin called me over and I walked toward him "You might also wanna think about changin' your name."

I thought this over for a minute, it certainly would make sense but I couldn't think of a name other than Chelsea that suited me.

Maybe I didn't have to change my first name but jut my second, I mean Chelsea was a pretty common name after all so who would know?

"Then it is decided!" I said in a triumphant tone "My new name shall be... Chelsea Brookes!"

Muffy rolled her eyes and giggled at me "You make that sound so dramatic Chelsea."

"Well I think that's a fine name fer' a farmer." Tony had finally finished on the phone and sat back down at the bar.

I blinked a couple of times "A... farmer?"

"The islands I was talkin' 'bout need a new farmer. There is a whole big island just waitin' fer' ya' to plant crops and raise animals on it. That is if ya' think yer' up to it." He chuckled again.

I pounced at him and squeezed him "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

He let out a loud laugh "No problem kid, just easy up on the grip would ya'? Ya' might strangle me."

I hopped back and squeezed Muffy and then Griffin. I was so happy it was unbelieveable.

"Thank you all so much!" I chirped, beaming at each and every one of them.

"Like I said no problem kid. Look meet me here tommorrow, around four in the afternoon. 'Kay kid?" Tony said and I nodded "Now if you'll excuse me I need to meet somebody." He pushed himself up from his seat and strolled out of the bar.

I turned to Muffy who was smiling back at me "This is great isn't it Muffy!"

"It is! I'm really gonna miss you though."

"Same here." Griffin coughed "You do brighten up my day sometimes Miss Chelsea."

I couldn't help but let out a cheesy grin "I'll miss you too, but someday, when my dissappearence blows over, you can come visit me!"

The two of them smiled at me "We sure will Chelsea. And by then you'd better be a master farmer!" Muffy told me "I wanna see you having cows and chickens and all sorts!"

"You betcha'!" I fist-pumped "Well I guess I better get back before someone notices I'm gone!"

I said goodnight to the both of them and sprinted back home a fast as possible.

I scrambled back up the rope and chucked it back under my bed. I flopped down onto the sheets and smiled Well Chels, looks like you're finally gonna get away from here.

I yawned and closed my eyes. Before I even knew it I was sound asleep.

March 30th/7:30am/The Palace

I groaned as I fell onto the floor with a loud thump.

I laid there for a minute, dazed and then I remembered.

I jumped onto my feet and grinned "Today's the day! I'm finally gonna get away from this place!"

I rushed to my bathroom, took a quick shower and brushed my teeth.

I threw on some other clothes before darting into the dining room.

I sat at my seat with a big smile plastered on my face.

My mom and dad stared at me in shock. I had never been so enthusiastic to eat breakfast with them before. Most times I tried to run off into town.

"Chelsea..." My mom said, confused "What are you so happy about?"

"Hmmm?" I then realised my behaviour would be very odd for someone who was being forced into marriage. So I used my brilliant acting skills to weasel my way out.

"Oh I, erm just, well you see I was thinking about what you said and I, err, well I thought maybe it wouldn't be so bad to get married." I flashed another smile "After all, he might be the best guy in the world and we might be made for each other. Plus it'll help me to settle down." I thought for a second "I'm sorry for all the trouble I put you guys through."

My mom blinked a couple of times before tears swelled up in her eyes "Oh Chelsea! I knew you would come around one day!" She looked happier than I'd ever seen her. Almost made me feel guilty for lying "I just knew you would!"

My dad put down his cup of coffee and leant his head on his knuckles. I swallowed hard, he would not be as easily swayed as my mom.

"So what made you come to this realisation Chelsea?"

I shifted nervously "Well you see dad, I was talking to someone visiting the palace and they told me if I ever had happiness, I should take it while I still could, otherwise it might just slip away. I think the person he loved had passed away or something. It made me realise how stupid I've been to neglect my duties. I could be happy as a princess right?" That was the half-truth at least.

My dad stared at me with his stoic grey eyes. Before a smile entered his face, making the wrinkles around his eyes crease up more than usual.

"I am glad you finally saw the light, Chelsea." He sighed "Now, we can have breakfast then I want you to change into a dress. Since you have been so nice today I will allow you to visit the village for a while."

I blinked and then smiled gratefully "Thank you dad."

He nodded at me and then the waiters came out with our food.

8:25am/The Fitting Room

I stayed perfectly still as the handmaiden tied up the last laces on my dress.

"It gives me great pleasure that you finally want to wear dresses princess." She said "You have such a beautiful figure, it seems a shame to waste it."

I forced a smile "Yes, I suppose I look quite pretty."

"All done!" She smiled at me "You can look in the mirror now, your highness."

I circled around and looked at my reflection. It took all the strength I had not to cringe and puke right there and then. I hated dresses.

This particular dress was a halter neck and it was long, stopping just above my feet. It was a light yellow colour.

I forced another smile "I think it is very nice." I lied "You can go now."

The handmaiden nodded and hurried out of the doors.

I stared at myself in the mirror. I seriously hated being a princess sometimes.

Nevermind Chels, just keep this up for a while longer, then you're gonna be free from this place. They'll never catch you then.

I slipped on the sandals that had been left out for me and rushed into the hallways. I could see the servants stopping and staring at me. Whispering about my unusal appearence. I quickly walked outside into the palace gardens.

I breathed in the smell of the various different flowers surrounding me. It , apart from the town, was my favourite place. I really liked it because it was quiet and barely anyone came there, except for the gardeners.

I strolled around, trying to resist the urge to rip off the stupid dress and run back to my room in my underwear, until I came across the palace stables.

Despite it being the 21st century, we still had horses as a main sorce of transport. Probably because they were more 'regal' than cars.

I never really took a liking to any of the horses, they were pretty cute sure, but they lacked character. They were boring in other words.

I walked past the stables, catching the scent of horse manure and hay wafting my way.

I noticed somebody looking my way. I squinted trying to see him past the glaring sun. I made out that he was wearing black clothes and had some kinda hat on. Before I could get a closer look he turned his back and stalked off.

Suspicious...

I shrugged to myself "I 'spose it's none of my business, he's probably here to do some kinda deal."

After lunch...

My mom had just spent nearly an hour fussing over how 'adorable' I looked in the disgusting piece of dirt they called a 'dress'. When I left she even kissed me on my cheek. It had been so long since we had shown any form of affection to each other so it felt weird.

I checked a clock in one of the hallways.

3:30. Half an hour. I'd better hurry, at least I don't have to sneak out this time.

I wanted to bolt like I usually did, but I had to act all nicey-nicey for my innocent act.

I sorta, half ran, half-skipped down the hallways, making sure no one was looking as I did so. I was nearly bursting from excitement. I mean everything was going perfectly, it was great!

I'm getting my stupid long hair cut, a new outfit and a whole new life! Sure it'll be hard not knowing anyone but I'll make it work! I swear to the Goddess I will!

I bit my lip, trying not to burst into laughter. My parents were stupid to believe I could change that easily. Some kinda kingdom they were running, they didn't even know me, their own daughter, well enough to see through my act.

I soon reached the gates and was estactic as the guards let me past willingly, my dad had obviously told them I was allowed out.

"Thank you." I said as they opened the gate for me. It was so hard not to laugh at their puzzled expressions.

I bounced off into town, watching as people stared at me.

"Is that princess Chelsea?" I heard a woman whisper "She never wears dresses though..."

"Must be someone else, the princess is hot-headed stubborn girl, not the type to bound around happily like that."

I grinned and soon found myself in front of the bar. I was a little early but that didn't matter to me. I pushed open the doors and sped up to the counter.

"Miss Cheslea? Is that really you?" Griffin looked at me "I ain't never seen you look so pretty like that."

"Ugh I know, it's really stupid. I hate it."

"Well Muffy's not back yet, she is gettin' your outfit. I heard her muttering to herself that you'd love what she had in mind."

I nodded "I sure hope so, I just can't wait Griffin!" I danced around slightly "I'm finally gonna be free!"

He chuckled "You sure are miss and I'm happy for you."

I smiled as I danced around some more. Before tripping over my stupid long dress. I landed on the floor for the second time that day.

"Miss Chelsea? You alright?" Griffin asked.

"Mmmfmffm!" I mumbled into the floor sticking my thumbs up.

I heard him laugh "Well if you're sure."

I pushed myself up and shook it off.

"See!" I spread my arms "I'm just fine!"

"What in goddesses name are you wearing?" Muffy cried out.

I spun round to face her "I know right! It's so not me at all!"

She shook her head "I can't believe you actually consented to wearing that!"

"I had to you see, it's all part of my act! I acted like I was glad to be getting married, like I had some epiphany or somthing!" I told her.

"And they bought it? Wow they sure aren't too smart are they." Muffy giggled "C'mon Chelsea, I got your clothes here," She held the bags up to me and I took them "Let's go to my room."

I followed her up the stairs "I really think you're gonna like these clothes! It took a lot of effort to find something that you would like, that suited you and would be good for farming. But I think I got it just right."

We reached her room and I put the bags down. I saw her fumble through some draws and pull out some scissors.

"Take a seat, madam." She motioned to the wooden stool in the middle of her room.

I sat on it "Whatcha' got in store for my hair?"

"Just gonna cut it to just a bit longer than shoulder length okay?"

I nodded "Just make sure I look almost unrecognisable."

She placed a sheet around my body and began to trim my hair.

Around thirty minutes later...

"Annnndddd..." Muffy cut one more lock of my hair off "Done!"

She took the sheet off me and brushed the strands of hair onto the floor "Wanna take a look?"

"Of course!" I stood up and marched over to her full length mirror. I grinned at my reflection.

My hair was much shorter now and I didn't seem to have bangs. I had two medium spikes of hair coming down to frame my face.

"It's great Muffy!" I grinned at her "You should seriously be a hairdresser!"

She giggled "Wait 'til you see the clothes!" She pulled out a bundle of clothes from one bag and handed them to me "I'll wait outside my door while you change."

Ten minutes later...

"Okay Muffy, I'm done you can come in now!" I yelled to her.

She came back into her room and gasped at the sight of me.

"Chelsea you look so... so... I can't even describe it!"

"I really hope it isn't that bad." I laughed and walked over to the mirror.

I looked into it and staring back at me was some other girl.

My mouth fell open "There is no way that is me!"

I was wearing jean shorts, a yellow top with an orange jacket over the top, I also had red rain boots on. That outfit coupled with my hair made me look like I was a completely different person.

"Oh wait, you're not wearing that thing I got for you..." Muffy looked through the bag and pulled out a piece of red cloth "Here, it's a bandana."

I took it and wrapped it around my head, I looked back in the mirror and smiled. It covered a portion of my forehead and went well with the whole outfit.

"Thanks Muffy this is so great!"

"I bought two spares of that outfit, because that one will eventually get dirty. I also got you underwear and a backpack to carry things in."

"You are the best friend ever!" I hugged her "I promise I'll pay you back someday!"

"No need Chelsea, that's what friends are for right?" She hugged me back.

"Miss Chelsea, he's here!" Griffin shouted up to me.

I grabbed the plastic bags full of clothes and raced down the stairs, Muffy following close behind.

I burst through the door and beamed at Tony "You made it!"

"Well, well!" He chuckled "Ya' look very different, if I didn't know better I'd say ya' were someone else!"

"So are we gonna leave now or what!" I said impatiently, desperate to get this plan in action.

"Hold yer' horses kid!" He laughed deeply "We gotta stop somewhere first. Now I'd say yer' goodbyes if I was you."

I turned on my heels and hugged Muffy again "I'm really gonna miss you Muffy! You're the best friend I could've asked for!"

We pulled back and she smiled "Same for me Chelsea, I hope you make it safely."

I grinned at Griffin "I'm gonna miss you and your tales Griff!"

"I'll miss ya' too Miss Chelsea, have a good life."

I nodded and picked up the bags again.

"Well we'd better get goin'. C'mon kid." Tony exited the bar and I walked behind him. I suddenly remembered something.

"Muffy! You can keep the dress!"

I heard her and Griffin laugh.

"So where are we goin'?" I asked as we dodged through the crowds of people.

"Well we gotta get you something to make you distinct, make you look even more different." He said in his gruff tone.

"What? What're we gonna' get?" I whined "C'mon tell me, pretty please?"

"You'll see kid, now hurry up!" He quickened his pace.

A couple of minutes later...

"Well kid, here we are."

We stood in front of a small shop. There was a big sign that said 'Tattoo Parlour' in bold lettering.

"Wait..." I connected the dots in my head "You mean I'm getting a tattoo!"

"It's up to you kid, but I'd advise it. It'll set ya' apart from the rest of the people." Tony said "It may sting a bit but it's not as bad as people make it out to be."

I almost shrieked in delight, I had actually always wanted a tattoo but, as you can imagine, they weren't very 'regal'.

"Of course I'm getting it! I mean it's a once in a lifetime opportunity!" I dashed inside the shop, Tony tagging along behind me.

An hour and a half later...

I jumped out of the shop staring at my new tattoo on my forearm.

It was a black skull with red eyes, oh yes it was awesome.

"Thanks so much Mr. Tony! For paying for it and everything!"

"No problem kid." He ruffled my hair again "Like I said, everyone deserves to be happy. Now we'd better set sail before the sun goes down."

I followed him as we set off for the dock.

On The Boat's Deck/6:00pm

"We have to leave now!" I yelled at him "My dad will send guards out looking for me soon!"

"I'm doing my best kid!" He shouted back at me from the steering room "She takes a while to get started sometimes!"

He kept turning the keys and eventually the engine spluterred into life.

"Thank the Goddess!" I sighed "C'mon let's go!"

He turned the boat around, taking his sweet time might I add, and we finally set sail as they say.

As soon as the dock was out of sight I walked up to him "How long do ya' reckon it'll take to get to these mysterious islands then?"

"I dunno kid. But if I had to estimate I'd say around early morning tommorrow." He said and then pointed to the door behind him "There's a spare bedroom in there, put your things down and get yourself some shut-eye."

I nodded dutifully "Aye, aye sir!"

I could hear him chuckle as I entered the room. It was pretty neat and tidy with a few cracks from the paint on the walls but other than that, clean. I set the bags I was carrying down and put all the stuff in my new rucksack. It made it kinda heavy but nothing I couldn't deal with. When I was done I leapt onto the bed and laid back.

Well Chels, you've finally done it. You've finally ecaped from the prison.

I sniffed through my nose, I was kinda sad that I wouldn't see Muffy for a while, but nothing could be done about that. I just had to be patient. Not one of my best qualities if you hadn't noticed.

I closed my eyes and focused on the splashing of the waves outside. The rhythmic sounding pattern soon lulled me into a deep sleep.

I know this one is kind of suckish but I had to hurry it up so I can work on my other story. Other than that I hope it's okay. Oh and who could the strange guy near the stables have been? Fufufu... All will be revealed in later chapters, so keep reading!