Kuki's POV

I sucked in my breath, looking carefully over my shoulder. He was gone, thankfully, but the thought of meeting him! The one who had captured me and tried to 'marry' me was here! I jogged back to our little section of the beach and carefully sat on the shelf. I trembled, fingering the diamond wedding ring Wally had given me.

"Are you okay?" Wally asked, sitting next to me on the shelf.

"Y-yeah…" I whispered. "B-but, um, Sandy's here…" I whispered, turning to face him.

"What!" his face turned a tomato red and his eyes narrowed.

"Please, Wally! Don't hurt him!" I begged, tugging on his arm.

"Fine…I'll do it for you. But if anybody else comes here!" he made the death motion on his neck. I gulped.

"Okay." I said, staring and an anemone that was waving in the water. I sighed and looked back over at the beach where the contest was being held. Sandy apparently had won, and he was accepting his blue ribbon. I sighed. How was I going to enjoy this?

Rachel's POV

I gave a small gasp and looked over my shoulder. He had trotted down the beach, his blonde hair bouncing. I let out my breath and ran back to our beach section. I sat down on a towel and told Nigel what happened.

"What!" he exclaimed, his glasses slipping down his nose.

"I'm serious." I said, my face set in my 'I'm the soopreme leader, so don't say I'm wrong' look.

"Okaaay…" he said, going back to his book on history. After a while, I stretched out on the sand, making myself a sand pillow. I sighed and lay down. How was I going to enjoy this?

Fanny's POV

I felt my cheeks go red and I quickly spun around, but he was gone. I ran back to our section of the beach, and tripped on a seashell. I fell into the water.

"Bwah!" I yelled, jumping out of the cold water. I ran back to my towel and huddled on the ground.

"What's wrong, Fan?" Patton asked lazily.

"He's here…" I mumbled.

"Who's here?" Patton asked, sitting up.

"Nineteenth Century…" I stuttered, looking at him.

"What!" Patton stood up. I could see anger radiating from every pore.

"Stop, Patton!" I said.

"Why?" he asked, searching for Leo.

"Because he hasn't done anything wrong!" I said.

"Fine." Patton said, rolling his eyes. "But! If he comes near you…" he didn't have to finish his sentence.

"Okay." I mumbled. I tried to get comfortable on the towel. How was I going to enjoy this?

Abby's POV

I blushed furiously and peered over my shoulder. He was gone, good, but I was still in shock. Maurice? Here? It was like a dream come true! I wondered what he was doing here. I thought about it as I walked back down to the beach. I sat down and told Hoagie.

"What?" he asked, opening one eye.

"You heard me." I said, crossing my arms.

"Huh." He said, going back to his model airplane. I sighed. Maybe I could talk to Maurice. I trotted back up to the pool until I found a waitress.

"Um, excuse me?" I said, tapping the waitresses' shoulder.

"Yes?" she said. Why was her voice so familiar? She turned to face me. I gasped. She had wavy black hair that matched her skin. It stuck up in odd angles all around her face and made her look like a flower. She smiled at me but there was a small portion of resent and hate in her look. I sighed. How was I going to enjoy this?

A/N: Who is the waitress that Abby talked to? If you guess correctly, then you get…

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