Charmed: the Legend of Fritton's Gold.
Everyone glared at Grace. "What?" she asked innocently, while unlocking the trunk. "Why the hell didn't you just orb us straight here?" asked Zoe furiously. "I need a specific place to orb a person or object to. I didn't know this place was here." she replied. "And you never asked." "Alright, alright." interrupted Annabelle before Zoe could start a fight. "Let's just grab the treasure and go." having said this, she opened the chest. To find that it was almost completely empty. No-one complained, as they were too shocked to say anything. After they got over this, everyone started complaining at the same time. "There's a little note." interrupted the head girl, sniffling slightly. "Treasure hunter come for nought." she read. "It seems your dreams have fallen short. For pirate though I may have been, I ventured for a change of scene. Resolving too to change my ways from sailing seas to mounting plays." Lucy took over. "Writing many in this room, with Shakespeare as a nom de plume."
"A nom de what?" asked the chav. "Pirate Fritton...was Shakespeare. That means I'm a Shakespeare!" answered Annabelle. "In lieu of gold, I humbly pray, you'll kindly take my final play." Lucy continued. Everyone looked by in the chest and saw a thick book with "Queen Lear a last and final play." on the cover. Fritton took over. "And while indeed you find it hard, to credit that I was the bard, the timely truth may now unfurl, that all the while I was...a girl." she finished. "The bard is a bird! I love it!" said Zoe.
Suddenly a phone went of behind the group. Pomfrey had come behind them and was talking into a phone in one hand. The other was holding a gun. "Silvio, call me in five. Just finishing something off. Great. Ciao, Ciao." he hung up. "Hello girls, remember me, of course you do. Congratulations on your little find. Finally the Frittons catch up to what we Pomfreys have known for generations. That your celebrated sea dog, was a she-dog. May I?" Pomfrey asked, holding out his hand to receive the play. Annabelle refused so he turned the gun on her. She gave it him. "We knew this, inconvenient, discovery would turn up sooner or later. We just had to make sure we got here first. Now we can destroy it." the leader continued.
"It's too late Pomfrey. The secret's out. Shakespeare was a woman and we will tell the world." said Annabelle calmly. Pomfrey retorted that no one would believe the worst behaved school in the world, especially as he was famous, before leaving. "Brick." muttered Grace, gesturing at the man, who yelped in pain as a brick hit him on the arm. "Call for the book!" everyone cried. "And risk exposing myself? No. And besides, the famous St Trinians should be able to defeat AD1. Now, lets get out of here." replied Grace.
Suddenly it was reported that the rest of the school was on their way, and that they were heading to the Thames. The group left to rendevouz with them. Soon everyone was by the river. "Look!" shouted Grace. Everyone looked to where she was pointing, and saw Pomfrey on a booat. "Buggeration." snarled Camilla. "I think I have, like, an idea." said Celia. She told everyone to head towards a ship that she had seen earlier. When the school reached it, they put up their own flag and stole it. The ship sailed towards Pomfrey and his boat. It reached them just as the man was about to burn the play, which he would have done if one of his henchmen hadn't pointed out the ship sailing right beside them.
"Fire!" shouted Annabelle. Several cannons were lit and fired, creating a smokescreen. When the smoke was thick enough Camilla swung onto the smaller ship and, stealing the play, cried out "I'll take that, you ghastly little turd! Avast!" Everyone cheered, and several people hugged the headmistress. "Fire!" shouted one of the first years. The cannonball was fired. And hit a castle. "Whoops!" she smirked.
Later that night a party was held and Grace's parents, aunts and uncles were invited. "So, how come we're the only parents who were invited asked Piper, who had to shout because of the noise. Grace told them everything, causing her family to glare at her. "So, now an entire school knows our secret!" said Phoebe angrily. "Yeah, but they promised to keep it secret. And besides, who would believe the worst behaved school in the world?" retorted Paige's daughter. "Can I stay?" she pleaded. Her family laughed. "Oh very well." smiled her mother. "Thanks!" Grace said happily. She then went to dance. After a few hours Grace waved her family off and went to bed. She stayed up along time, smiling. The past few days had been the best she had ever had.
THE END