(PLEASE forgive me, for I was constantly working on my latest series, Magic Upon Magic. I'm sure you would understand. It's like being obsessed with a book series. If you want, check it out. But this is the continued adventure of Abby and Jonah in After Whatever After. :)
"Whoa." Jonah exclaims. I would say the same thing. Oh, we are at the throne room. The seats are plush velvet, with gold embroidered on the sides trailing up. On the very top is a small crown. Along the sids, are jewels of many. Rubies, sapphires, emeralds, you name it. I suddenly remember. "Ummm. Aren't we forgetting something???" Jonah looks at me, then lights up. "Oh yeah! We need to find a portal to come back!" Jonah pauses. "Um, what now?" I do a face-palm. "Jonah, we need to find a mirror or a magical piece of furniture. Quick, who's the fairy in this story?" I ask Rapunzel, who is currently observing the throne, her long hair following that red carpet that leads up to the throne. Rapunzel looks at me disappointedly."Abby, I'm sorry to say, but it's Mother Gothel." No wonder why she looked disappointed. "Abby, why?" Jonah asks. "Oh, uh. . ." Oh! I remember why! "Mother Gothel, in the beginning, was described as an enchanted sorceress. That also means someone who knows or/and possesses magic." Jonah nods. "Ohhh. I get it now!" "Oh wait…" I realize. Crumbs. Now the person we just ran away from is going to have to come back to tell or direct us to the portal. I just hope she eventually-"GOTHCA!"
I turn. There, right in front of Rapunzel and the prince, is Mother Gothel. Yiiiikessss. In her hand is a knife. She is holding a lock of Rapunzel's hair. "Go back and I shall release the girl and her prince!" Jonah whispers to me. "What should we do?" I look at her, and back at Jonah. "Run!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jonah and I split up. I see Mother Gothel go for me. Fortunately, even though I'm slow, she's slower. I turn a couple of corridors, go through rooms…And bump into Jonah. "Quick!" I whisper. "Get Rapunzel and the prince!" We go Jonah's way and get Rapunzel and the prince. "Go!" We all split up and Mother Gothel rages as we run. We hide in a guest room. Or maybe not. We both turn to see the king sleeping in the bed. Scratch that. IT'S THE KING'S BEDROOM."Abby, hurry! We need to find a portal!" Jonah whispers urgently. I look around. Suddenly, a hiss. Gasp! It's turning purple. Yes! Jonah and I high-five. "Woop!" Jonah shouts. "SSSSSHHHH!!" Everyone shushes Jonah and point at the king. "Oops." Jonah whispers. We all face the king. He mumbles something and turns around, snoring." I giggle and grab Jonah's arm. "Come on! Let's go!"
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