Chapter 3 – Confronting the King

Holding my arms close to my body, I walked slowly through the snow (sugar I think). Why is it so cold out here? Why did I have to land in the middle of a frosted forest? I rubbed my arms, squeezing them tighter.

Ugh, the snow is getting inside my Chuck Taylors, too! Could this day get any worse?

Well, I guess it's not that bad. I mean I was sucked into my favorite movie. And I'm not dead. Yet.

I really should stop being such a worry-wart….I mean it's not like this is a bad place to live. I'm surrounded by candy, I get to meet my fave Disney characters, and I look like a sort of chibi version of myself! Maybe this isn't so bad after all…

Finally. I could see the Candy Kingdom in the distance. I can't believe that I get to see it in person! I'm so close!

I went over to the hill to get a better look. More like a cliff. And I wasn't close to the kingdom at all. It was like miles away! This was going to be a LONG trip.

Yes, I made it! Took me long enough. If I don't get inside soon, I might get hypothermia! I hope they have air conditioning….

I knocked on the humongous castle doors (which were made of candy, of course) and was greeted by Sour Bill. He looked so adorable in person! Even with that sour expression on his face! (Ha, get it? Sour because he's a sour type of candy? Never mind.)

"What is it?" he asked in that flat voice of his. "Yes, um, I am here to see the king about a 'problem' I'm having."

"Name?" he looked down at his check list. I really hope I was on it.

"Alex Kandi," I replied. He flipped through his list of racers, "Okay, come on in,"

My name was actually on the list? I proceeded inside the castle, hoping everything would go a-okay. I was very nervous, though. I mean, I'm meeting one of the scariest Disney villains of all time, who has power over an entire kingdom! Granted, he is my favorite, so maybe we'll get along? Just don't mention the name 'Turbo" and you'll be fine.

Sour Bill guided me to the throne room and knelt down before King Candy, who was sitting comfortably in his chair. I took me a few seconds to figure out I was supposed to kneel too.

"Greetings thitizen!" he spoke in his usual voice, lisp and all. Let me tell you, it was annoying.

"What brings thyuo here on this fine day?" he asked me. Man, his disguise was good. It was so hard to believe that underneath that jolly king costume, was a cold blooded, maniacal, villain.

Cool!

"Well, I have a little situation and I really need you to pay attention." I explained. King Candy nodded his head, a puzzled yet worried expression on his face. I took a deep breath, "King Candy, I am not from this world. I have no idea how I got here, nor do I know why I am here either. I'm not sure if there is a way out of this or if I need to stay here forever. Is there any way you can assist me? Please?"

He looked at me with a weird expression. Crap, I'm getting thrown in the loony bin, aren't I?

"Guards!" Oh no…I was right.

"WAIT!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "I'm really not joking! And I'm not crazy either! I can prove it!"

"Well thwen go ahead!" King Candy replied.

"Your Highness, is there someplace private we could talk?" I asked in a polite tone. He studied me, a bit worried I think, "Yeths, but I will need my guards to stthand by the door," he looked over to the main guards, "Wynchell, Dunkin, please esthcort us to the chambers."

I walked with King Candy to 'the chambers', as he called it. It was actually just an extra bedroom for guests, judging by the way it looked. He sat down in a pink (or rather salmon) easy chair, "Well?" I gulped. Was this really a good idea? I could be executed for this!

If I tell him will he kill me? Will I be thrown away? Memories wiped out? No chance of getting back to my world to see my family ever again?

I was taking a HUGE risk. It can either go well….or terrible.

Gathering up all of my strength I prepared myself for the worst. I thought of my friends and family back home. I hope if I die in this world, I get teleported back into my world….

In a small, short, barely audible tone, I said –

"I know who you really are."