A.N.: I want to dedicate this chapter to the author Jubileena Bing Bing, who says I helped inspire her. Thanks, JBB! P.S. This chapter takes place about a month before the movie.

Citrusella sighed from the inside of her little house. Well, it wasn't just hers. All the recolors shared a house. She had never understood this, but it was King Candy's rule, and he was there king, no matter what Torvald thought.
That girl can be so paranoid. She thought.
"GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUYS!" Something in the distance cried.
"Do you hear that?" Sticky asked Nougetsia.
"Yep. You?"
"Yep."
"Think its Tor?" Nougetsia asked, using there secret nickname for Torvald.
"Probably," Citrusella said nonchalantly.
"GUYSYOU'LLNEVERGUESSWHATHAPPENED!" The very caramel-coated child screamed as she ran in.
"Speak of the un-sweetener," Nougetsia said sarcastically.
"Everyone, our recolor problems are over!"

A.N.: And I will now leave you, hanging from this cliff. ^_^