A/N: I want to give a big shout out to justdance11, Avril Lambert, dani2015, Suzerenma and my best friend Demi Brackensick for reviewing! And I also want to give another big shout to my loyal reviewer Avril Lambert, for making me these wonderful cover pictures. I'll be posting different ones randomly, because I can't choose which one is my favorite! I also want to thank all my readers because just to know that you guys actually take the time to read my story puts a smile on my face. I'm sorry for the big delay, this whole week I've just been bombared with homework and so it was kind of hard to find time to write through all the mess. So I'm really sorry guys, I hope you all can forgive me. Enjoy chapter 3, all of you guys…

"Mother would you like me to go wake up father? Dinner will be ready any minute, and he gets mad at us when he's not woken up the minute dinner is ready. But then again he gets angry at us when we wake him too early as well. So what shall I do?" Melody asked as she looked down at her feet, not daring to look at her mother in the eyes. She was too afraid to look at her mother's face because she didn't want to see the bruises, or the black eye. Melody just didn't want to see at all.

Vanessa was standing over the soup she had just cooked, and frowned a bit at her daughter's question "No dear don't worry about your father. I'll deal with him. Why don't you just go set the dinner table for us?"

Melody clenched her fists, and her eyes were locked on the bedroom door "Mother I'm not just going to stand here, acting clueless. I know what's going to happen when you open that door. And I can't stand it, I'm tired of having to deal with-"

"Enough!" Vanessa growled as she tried to hide the tears which were forming in her eyes. She longed for the days were her little girl was clueless. She missed the days when all she had to say is that she got a 'boo-boo' and that was that.

"But mother why don't we just run away? Why don't we just leave this life? Just because he is my father that doesn't mean I have to care or even love him. I don't love him, and I know you don't. So why do we even bother living in this…this…hell!" Melody argued back as she felt tears begin to roll down her cheeks.

"I don't want to hear another word Melody! We will never be able to make it on our own, ever! So, I suggest you get all those ludicrous thoughts out of your head because all you are going to get is disappointment. If it weren't for your father we'd be living on the streets. Now is that what you want?" She questioned rhetorically with her hands on her hips.

Melody looked down at her feet before letting out a sigh in defeat "No."

"I didn't think so. Now if you'll excuse me I have to wake up your father. I suggest you go set up the dinner table like a good, little girl. Things may be hard to deal with but once we have a son in the house, your father will surely soften up. Now go do as your told," she told her daughter before quietly making her way over to the door. She twisted the golden door knob, praying that Gaston would get up without a problem.

"Someday I won't have to put up with his abuse. Or yours," she whispered to herself as she made her way towards the dining room. Melody grabbed the silverware, and the fine china from the pantry.

Vanessa closed the door the bedroom door as she entered the room. Her eyes roamed around the room for a second but immediately landed on her husband. She studied him for just a minute in order to take it all in. The first thing she noticed were his bulging biceps, the next thing she noticed was his well-built physique, and finally his extremely handsome features.

"So handsome and yet you're rotten to the core on," Vanessa murmured as she approached the bed. She noticed how he laid naked under the bed sheets, he breathed ever so quietly in his sleep. She knew that he was a heavy sleeper but she always had the force of habit to be as silent as possible. When she was a young girl, she was usually in charge of waking her father up in the morning.

Gaston was extremely muscular, and he was rather hairy-chested. He had raven black colored hair which he usually kept in a ponytail. Except when he slept, for when he slept he just let it hang down to his neck. Gaston had baby blue eyes, and was double-chinned. As far as appearances went he was extraordinarily handsome, but on the inside he was as frigid as ice.

"Gaston you need to get up. Dinner is ready and Melody has already set the table," she said as she placed her hand on his buff shoulder. Vanessa fought back a shiver when his eyes opened up, and came into direct contact with hers.

He let out a tired yawn as he suddenly sat up, "And what the hell did you make for dinner?"

"I made a soup which has beef, potatoes, carrots, and corn in it. I think you'll like it because I took my time making it, and-" Vanessa was cut off when she felt him place a sloppy kiss on her lips. Before she had time to push away he had already wrapped his arm around her waist. Vanessa wanted to fight back but she nearly winced in pain, when he forcefully threw her on the mattress.

Gaston mounted on top of her as he eyed her body lustfully, "You look good enough to eat. You keep on failing me but don't worry, this time we're going to make sure we conceive a baby. And not just any baby, a boy. In other words the son I've always wanted, and yet I'm never able to have."

She used all the force she had in order to push him off, "For god's sake Gaston! Our daughter is probably waiting for me outside that door, and the last thing she needs to hear is us trying to conceive another child. You may not be happy with having a daughter but I for one couldn't be happier!"

Vanessa was about to jump off the bed but was suddenly taken off guard. She turned pale as a ghost when she felt Gaston grip on to her wrist. He vigorously dug his nails into her delicate skin, making sure he left marks. However she merely bit down on her bottom lip to make sure she didn't scream, after all she had dealt with much worse from him. He forced her back down on to the mattress, and got on top of her.

"Shut the hell up Vanessa. I swear if you deny me again I will kill you. Vanessa the problem with you is that you think I've done my worse with you, when in reality I haven't done anything. You haven't discovered what true pain is," he whispered through gritted teeth before claiming her lips in another disgusting kiss.

Without any hesitation he undid her corset, making her dress open up. Gaston then continued to pull her dress down to her ankles, leaving her in her underwear.

Vanessa let out a small gasp as she forced their lips to part, she then whispered "Gaston please don't do this to me? At least let me tell Melody to go, and play with her friends. She doesn't need to hear us doing this. I'm her mother, and you're her father! This is something most couples do in private."

"Well good thing we aren't most couples. Besides someday soon she'll have to do exactly what you're doing. Someday she'll have to serve her husband, and hopefully she'll be able to do a better job than you do. If she's lucky she'll actually be able to give her husband the son he deserves," Gaston told her with an angered expression on his face. There seemed to be a certain flame in his eyes that just spelled enraged. This only made Vanessa slightly tremble as he shifted all his body weight on to her.

She looked down, and realized that he had been nude the whole time. Of course she had noticed this when she entered the room from their previous session of intercourse. However it hadn't really hit her until now. Vanessa looked to her side, and saw all his clothes on the floor while her dress still remained around her ankles.

"Are you ready to feel a real man inside of you? Are you prepared for me to make love to you once more?" Gaston inquired in a husky tone, his eyes captivated with pure want. He eyed her nude body carefully as lewd thoughts roamed his mind.

She knew better than to not answer. If she didn't answer then he'd surely strike her across the face since he had a thing for sexual pleasure, and physical abuse. Vanessa nearly flinched when he felt her rip off her underwear, leaving her nothing but her bra.

So she simply replied in a bored tone, "I'm ready to moan as my husband makes love to me."

"Spread your legs my wife," he whispered with a seductive smirk on his face. A few seconds past, and before she knew the thrusting started. Vanessa hated feeling him inside of her but she knew that soon it would be over. Soon he started grunting as well, making her wonder if all this torture would ever come to an end.

"What the hell did it all mean though? I can hardly remember any of it! I mean I know for a fact there was screaming. I also remember the blood, and those horrible looking hands. They had extremely long, yellow fingernails and they were an icy blue color. Almost demon looking but that's about it," Megara thought to herself as she sat on her bed in the fetal position. It was a habit of hers to do that when she was either confused or scared. And at the moment, she was both which was never a good thing.

"Oh god, what am I going to do? Who am I going to tell?" she whispered to herself as she massaged her temple. Meg quickly jumped off the bed, and tried to grip on to reality so she didn't go insane. This nightmare was like no other, and so if she didn't calm down soon she'd surely lose a few marbles.

"Why don't you just tell Jasmine? If she tells you everything, why can't you tell her everything? Besides, this nightmare was about her so she has the right to now. Especially since ma' was in it," she thought to herself before letting out a sigh in defeat. Now Meg felt as if her own thoughts were going against her. This meant she was either really losing it or was in no position of making a decision on her own.

She found herself pacing around the room, unable to come to a conclusion "I guess I'll just tell her! There's no point in hiding it from her, besides if I don't tell her I'll probably end up acting all distant and odd. That'll just end up being a giveaway that's something wrong, and so I'll have to tell her sooner or later."

Meg continued to speak to herself, and then stopped when she looked at her reflection in the mirror "Oh my god I'm talking to myself. I'm really losing it this time, I think I just need a break in order to-"

Out of the nowhere there was a knock at the door. Meg simply stared at the doorknob for a second, wondering who was trying to open it. She was hoping that it was one of the guys as opposed to her stepsister because she was in no mood to talk to her. However if it was Aladdin that meant they were back, and she'd end up having to talk to her stepsister anyways.

"Meg, will you please open the door? They'll be back soon and I told you that I don't want to make things even more obvious. Besides I doubt you want Jasmine to find me half naked," Hercules called out from behind the door as he knocked again.

"Sorry Herc," she murmured as she quickly opened the door. The second she saw Hercules' face she felt her features soften. Also it felt as if the weight of the world had vanished for a single second.

"Finally, you decide to open up! You were taking forever Meg. I seriously thought you had fallen asleep on me. It would've been so embarrassing if Aladdin and Jas came home to find me locked out of our room. Can you imagine?" Hercules chuckled as quickly entered the room. He quickly closed the door behind him, making sure to lock it in case Al and Jas came home earlier than expected. He wore nothing but a white towel around his waist.

"I'm not a light sleeper," she told herself as Meg hugged herself for comfort. She watched as Hercules threw the towel on the bed, leaving him absolutely nude. It was no surprised that Megara was sexually attracted to her boyfriend, but at the moment her mind was too busy concentrated on other things.

"Is everything alright Meg? You finished taking a shower about twenty minutes ago, and you're still not even dressed. Is there something you want to talk about?" He questioned curiously as he walked over to the wardrobe, and pulled out one of his outfits. Hercules put on a gold armor suit, with brown sandals, and finally a red headband around his forehead.

She looked down at her body, and noticed how she was still wearing her robe "I guess I'm just a little tired. I haven't really been sleeping because I get up really early to steal. It's a lot easier to get away with it because the merchants themselves are half asleep, and so they aren't very alert."

"Well how about this? Tomorrow Aladdin and I will get up really early to do all the stealing, while Jasmine and you just enjoy some bonding time. Recently she's just spent most of her time with Aladdin, and you've just spent most of your time with me. So tomorrow could be strictly dedicated to bonding time?" He suggested with a faint smile on his face.

"Oh my god that's perfect! That way I can use today to think about the dream, and what it meant. Then tomorrow I can tell Jasmine, and on top of that we'll get some bonding out of the experience. We haven't done that in a while," Meg thought to herself with a grin on her face. She nodded at her plan, assuming that it was not only full proof but perfect!

"That sounds like a dream come true! Thanks Herc, you have no idea how much this means to me. But be honest with me, how on Earth did I get so lucky to have you in my life?" Meg inquired with a seductive smile on her face.

Without any hesitation, she placed her hand on his chest and used all her force to push him against the wall. She then softly placed a kiss on his lips, smiling when she felt him wrap his arms around her waist. Meg then wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling the sudden urge to make love to him all over again.

Hercules carefully parted from the kiss, "Sorry Meg but right now isn't a good time. I mean this would be what? Round four…I don't think I can take much more."

She nodded at her words, trying to hide the fact that her cheeks were a bit red "You're right I'm getting pretty tired myself. What can I tell you Herc? You're a big turn on."

Meg placed a soft kiss on his cheek before turning on heel. She quickly took off her robe, and threw it on the bed like he had done with his towel. Meg gracefully walked over to the wardrobe, and pulled out her iconic purple dress. She put it on, and then walked over to her small vanity mirror in order to fix her hair.

"Decent enough," she thought to herself with a sly grin. She nearly flinched when she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist, and placed delicate kisses on her neck.

Meg laughed a little at how his kisses tickled her skin, "What happened to being tired from our previous session of love making?"

"What happened to me being a turn on?" Herc countered argued as he continued to leave kisses up, and down her make. Eventually he made her moan, and they were both considering to do it right there and then.

However as if on cue they both heard the sound of people climbing the ladder. Both Meg and Hercules stormed out of the bedroom, and darted downstairs.

"Hey Meg, I'm assuming you two had a good little nap?" Jasmine asked with a raised eyebrow as she picked herself up from the floor. She wiped the dust off her pants, and took a few steps closer to the couple.

Meg playfully rolled her eyes, placing her hands on her hips "Geez Jas we all know what really happened while you guys were gone. No need to make it any more obvious then it is."

"You'll need to excuse her she does that a lot!" Aladdin called out as he picked himself up from the floor. He walked over to Jasmine, and amorously wrapped his arms around her thin waist. She almost flinched at his touch but immediately relaxed, when she realized it was only her boyfriend being his romantic self.

"Anyways," Aladdin started as he let go of Jasmine "what do you all suppose we do? I mean I'm fine with hanging out here for a few hours but what about tonight?"

"Oh I know! Tonight in Town Square they are going to put on a play. They've been working on it for months, and admission is free. I mean if it's all just fun and games, there's no harm in seeing it…right?" Jasmine questioned innocently as she looked at the rest of the gang pleadingly.

Aladdin nodded in response, giving her a warm smile "I'd love to go see the play! One condition though."

She groaned in annoyance, eyeing her boyfriend carefully "Okay what is it?"

"You have to count this as one of our dates. I'm tired of you saying that I never take you anywhere. Consider this one of our dates, and I'll go without a problem. What do you say Jasmine?" He questioned with a confident smirk on her face. Jasmine nodded excitedly as she eagerly ran into his arms, making him stumble a bit from the impact of the hug.

"Thank you so much Aladdin," she whispered into his ear as she hugged him tighter.

Hercules softly tapped his girlfriend's shoulder before inquiring, "What about us, Meg? Why don't we go on a date tonight? There's something I've been meaning to tell you for a while now, and I think tonight would be perfect."

She nodded at his request, not sure whether or not to be concerned "I'd love to go on a date tonight Herc. Between all the stealing and sleeping, we hardly get to do anything anymore. That being said, I am not going to go see a play. Theatre just isn't my thing... besides you know I'm not a fan of big crowds."

"That's fine! Actually that's perfect because I have something else planned. I know you'll just love it but there's a catch to all of this. Now, don't freak out because it's nothing serious," he explained making sure that she didn't jump to conclusions.

"Why did I not see that coming? Alright, what's the catch Herc?" Meg inquired as she crossed her arms in front of her chest, and furrowed her brow in confusion.

"We have to leave a little earlier then tonight. To be honest with you, we have to leave around sunset or else it'll end up killing the mood of the scenery. I hope that's not too much to ask of you," he gave her a charming wink which made her soften a bit.

She simply shook her head in response, "No that's not a problem at all. I actually don't even want to spend the whole day here, and so I better go find a dress to where for tonight."

"Oh me too," Jasmine called out as she ran up to her stepsister with a smile on her face.

Meg grabbed the young girl's hand, feeling so nervous on the inside "Great so I guess we'll both be helping each other. But just for the record we're going to find me a dress first because I'm leaving earlier then you."

Her stepsister rolled her eyes as she let out a deep breath, "Fine. I guess that's fair but you can't leave me to find a dress by myself. If I help you then you need to help me too."

Meg put her hand out for her stepsister to shake, "I wouldn't have it any other way…deal?"

Jasmine shook her stepsister's hand, grinning at how serious they were making the moment "Deal!"

Eugene inhaled and exhaled as the ocean breeze tickled his nose. He had escaped the castle, using a secret exit he had discovered the other day. Apparently it's what the servants used to get around the palace without disturbing anyone.

"I guess you were right blondie. There is a lot to discover inside the castle," he whispered to himself before letting out a small chuckle. He looked down at his feet, watching how his boots left prints in the sand.

Eugene looked up, and continued to walk closer to the water. He was dying to go swimming but knew that it would be a bad idea, and it would only get him in trouble later on. If he were to go swimming then he'd end up getting all wet, and he'd have to go back to the palace in search of new clothes. And if there was one thing he was sure of, it was the fact that the second he stepped foot in the palace he'd be bombarded with a 'To Do' list.

"What I wouldn't give for just a dip," he thought aloud as he knelt down on one knee. Eugene watched as the water pulled in and out, for that's just how the current works. He placed his hand in the water and enjoyed how freezing it was. Eugene felt himself zone out as his eyes remained glued to the salty, sea water.

"What would I give to live where you are?

What would I pay to stay here beside you?

What would I do to see you smiling at me?

Where would we walk?

Where would we run?

If we could stay all day in the sun?

Just you and me

And I could be

Part of your world" A feminine voice sang, making Eugene snap back into reality. He simply blinked a few times, and then suddenly realized where he was.

"I better get back to the castle. Rapunzel doesn't like it when I just disappear like that," he told himself as he picked himself up from the ground. Eugene looked around for a second; he was more than certain that he had heard beautiful singing.

"It's a beautiful day to go swimming, no?" The same sweet voice called out. Eugene looked around and smiled at the young lady. The first thing that caught his attention was her fiery red hair.

"Yeah it is, I'd go swimming myself but it would just end badly. My name is Flynn Rider, what about yours?" He asked as he flashed a charming grin, making the young red head blush a little.

"My name is Ariel. I was invited to have lunch with the Queen, and meet the new princess of this kingdom. I hear she has a wonderful personality, and from what I've seen in portraits she's really pretty!" Ariel told him as she played with her strawberry red colored hair back.

"Rapunzel? She didn't tell me that she we were expecting other royals," Eugene answered as he furrowed his brow in confusion. He was wondering if this Ariel was just your everyday nobody, or your very rare princess in disguise.

She innocently tilted her head to the side, "You know the princess? Um…you wouldn't happen to be the prince, would you?"

"I actually am but there's nothing to worry about, I'm not big on formalities. Hey let me ask you something, if you're supposed to be meeting my wife then what are you doing here?" Eugene inquired as he raised his eyebrow.

Ariel fiddled with her fingers nervously, "I just wanted to go swimming for a bit. Sometimes being a royal can be really stressful, and swimming has always calmed my nerves. I'm always opened to meeting other royals but I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself. My husband says that I'm too perfect to make a fool of myself, I love him dearly."

Eugene laughed as he placed his hand on the back of his neck, "Oh Ariel, believe me you have nothing to worry about. My wife tends to get nervous around royals herself, if anything that's something you have in common. Also you two both really like breaking out into song. Why? I'll never know but blondie certainly enjoys doing it."

The young red head took mental note of all of this, "Oh okay. I guess if there's anyone who knows her it is you, considering that you two are married. Supposedly I have to spend the whole day with the princess. The last time I had to do this the princess didn't like me, and she made me feel bad about myself all day. The moment she found out about my secret, she treated me like I was some sort of monster."

Princess Ariel had fair skin, ruby red lips, unique red colored hair, and ocean blue eyes. She wore a dress witch had light blue sleeves, and a dark blue bodice. She also wore and a bluish white colored shirt. On top of her head she wore big royal blue bow, and black heels to compliment the outfit.

"I'm sorry that happened to you," he sympathized as he stared at her with empathy. Eugene remembered all the snobby he had met with Rapunzel, most of them judged him on his past and so he just gave up on them.

She pouted a bit and let out a sad sigh, "It's alright. I mean it wasn't your fault that she didn't like me. Anyways the reason I have to spend the whole day with your wife is to prevent war. Apparently both of our kingdoms have been going back and forth for years, and so I'm here to bury the hatchet. At least that's what my husband said, I'm not really sure how to do that though?""

Eugene stared at her in awe, "Wow that's a big responsibility."

"I know it is. That's why I'm really nervous, and recently I haven't been acting like myself. I haven't been able to sleep because I don't know whether or not Princess Rapunzel will like me. Eric says that I have nothing to worry about because I'm just that lovable, but I don't know?" Ariel shrugged as she placed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She wasn't even aware of how fast she was talking, it was a miracle if anybody understood her.

"Well," he started with a faint grin on his face "would you like me to lead you to the castle? If I'm not mistaken a princess should never be unescorted."

Ariel locked arms with him and smiled, revealing her pearly white teeth "I'd love that!"

A/N: Well, I really hoped you guys liked it! Again I have to apologize for the delay, school has been really hectic. If anyone is confused or have questions, just remember that all will be revealed sooner or later. I mean what's a story without a little suspense, right? You guys are all the best, and I'm so thankful that you guys actually take the time to read my story. And as for my reviewers, you guys make my day- no joke1 Anyways until next chapter everyone, thanks for reading…