Chapter 8

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Rapunzel and I walked across the dwarf forests. Rapunzel was terrified while I wasn't afraid at all.

"Why are you so afraid?" I asked.

"Evil spirits." Rapunzel replied with terror.

I just glared at her, speechless.

"I have to find Autumn now, Summer." I tell myself, "Nothing else matters."

I just run through the dwarf forests.

"Summer!" Rapunzel yells loudly.

I run into a dwarf.

"What the heck?" I ask.

"You are done." The dwarf replies.

"I'm not afraid." I mumble.

They handcuff me and drag me to their prison. The fancy dwarf, Trobella, looked at me.

"Is this Bree?" Trobella asks.

I shrug.

"Why did you take my Butterboy?" Trobella asks.

"What the heck?" I ask.

"You took Conner Bailey from me." Trobella snarls to me.

"No I didn't!" I yelled.

"Bree, I know it's you." Trobella snarls.

"Okay, I confess." I lie.

I saw a boy, who was in the cell beside me. I finally have hope.

"Who are you?" I ask.

The boy looks at me.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"Summer." I mouthed.

"Why did you say you were Bree?" The boy mouthed.

"It's dangerous being a stranger. Distracting her with Butterboy seems to help." I mouth.

"I'm Matthew Peep." He mouthed.

"What?!" I mouth.

"My dad escaped to the human world. My mother is Little Bo Peep." Matthew said this time, not mouthing.

I smiled at him.

"Nice to meet you." He says.

"Nice to meet you, too" I reply.

Trobella storms into the room.

"No talking!" Trobella yells.

Trobella takes off makeup and then she looks ugly. Matthew and I jump back.

"Ugh!" Trobella screams.

"I will kick your butt!" I yell.

Matthew signals a thumbs up to me. I smile at him.

"Too many butt kicker people in here!" Trobella shrieks in frustration.

I smirk as she goes into a complete freak out mode.

"My dad will kill you both. He will kill you, boy. He will skin Bree alive." Trobella whimpered like a spoiled brat.

"You brat." Matthew spit.

"No." I mouth.

Matthew shakes his head as he resumes.

"I will kick you to the ground." Matthew resumes.

Trobella calls, "Butterboy!"

No response.

"Butterboy!" Trobella calls again.

"Marry me, Butterboy!" Trobella shrieks as Matthew and I smirk.

"Stop smirking, you beasts and clean this whole place until it shines like the evil queen's mirror!" Trobella yells.

"I'm not your servant!" Matthew yells.

"You rebel." Trobella peeped.

"I don't care." Matthew replied.

Trobella and Matthew got into a fist fight. one punch, two, three, four. Trobella punched me and my world went black.

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