Disclaimer: I don't own HSM or Princess and the Frog.

Rain continued to pour down as Taylor and Chad floated over the swampy areas of New Orleans. They were a good hour or so away by now but the travel wasn't exactly doing anything to help them get along. After their arguing from the party had died down Taylor began to question Chad the real story behind him becoming a frog; it was all too vague for her taste. At first Chad wasn't willing to talk. But considering he was kind of stuck with her for a while, he had no choice but to share how Tiara tricked him.

"Voo-doo?" Taylor gasped as soon as he finished. "You mean to tell me we're in this situation because of some Shadow Woman?" This guy was dumber than she initially thought!

"Do not blame me," Chad argued. "She was very charismatic!"

Taylor groaned. "I deserve this, I suppose. I should have known better than to wish on stars. Things aren't just handed to a person like that…except Sharpie. The only way to get anything in this world is through hard work!"

"Hard work?" Chad inquired. "Why would a princess need hard work?"

"What? Oh no, I'm not a princess. I'm a waitress," Taylor explained.

That did not go over well with Chad. "A WAITRESS?" he exclaimed. "Well no wonder the kiss did not work! You lied to me!"

Taylor shook her head. "I never said I was a princess."

"You never told me you were a waitress, of all things!" he replied. "You were wearing a crown! Crowns imply princesses!"

Taylor rolled her eyes. "It was a costume party, you selfish little rich boy!"

"Oh yeah? You wanna play that way?" he retorted. "Well then the egg is on your face because my parents cut me off!"

"What?" Taylor's eyes widened.

"I'm completely broke!" Chad declared with a laugh. "What do you think of that now, Waitress?"

Pop!

"Wait, what was that?" Chad asked quickly.

The two of them looked up. Apparently Chad wasn't the only thing that was broke. The balloons had come in contact with some sharp tree branches. One by one the balloons quickly popped. When the last one was gone Taylor and Chad went plummeting towards the swamp. It was a long drop and they hit various webs, branches and leaves before splashing into the water beneath them. The balloons remains followed them, floating above the water. Chad was the first to resurface; he caught his breath quickly but was almost thrown back in when Taylor emerged from underneath him.

"You said you were fabulously wealthy!" she yelled, throwing some moss at him.

"No, my parents are fabulously wealthy," Chad corrected. "They cut me off for being a le-" He cut himself off when he lifted his arm. He screamed and his eyes widened when he saw a leach on there. He began frantically swinging his arm around in hopes of getting it off. "LEACH!"

Taylor easily pulled the leach off and angrily pointed at him. "So you're broke and had the balls to call me a liar?" she demanded. She threw the leach behind her, which was quickly caught in the mouth of a flipping fish. Taylor and Chad freaked out and ran away from the fish as fast as they could. They jumped onto the shore, Taylor ending on top of Chad.

"It was not a lie! I fully intend on getting-" Once again Chad was cut off. He looked up and saw a bird right on top of both of them. He pushed Taylor off of him and they ran across the rocky surface of the swamp while trying to avoid the bird pecking their brains out. Taylor ran while Chad hopped next to her, attempting to explain. "I fully intend to get rich again. Once I marry your friend Miss Sharpay Evans."

"You're a prince?" Taylor asked.

"Obviously," Chad rolled his eyes.

"She'll have you," she answered as-a-matter-of-factly.

They were then shocked upon losing their balance and tumbling off a small cliff. The frogs flipped through the air. Luckily the bird had also lost its footing upon chasing them, having been too stupid to fly in the first place, and ended up falling nowhere near them. Taylor and Chad crashed onto a log in the middle of a deeper end of the swap. Taylor clutched her stomach while Chad's head met with the hard surface. Taylor took a moment to regain her posture before questioning Chad again.

"Alright, so you want to marry Sharpie, fine. But once you two are wed are you finally going to go through with your promise and get me my restaurant?"

Chad sat up, "Not so fast. I made that promise to a beautiful princess, not a cranky waitress." Fine, Chad would admit that he did think in human form Taylor was pretty good-looking. But still, she was nothing compared to a princess. After all she lied to him so why should he bother to get her anything? It wasn't like he owed her. Chad would have continued with his rant had it not been for something catching his eye across the swamp, a couple of eyes heading their way. "Why are those logs moving…?"

Taylor looked in the same direction and saw them moving. She then averted her gaze around the swamp and saw more of them coming form ever direction. "I've got news for you…those aren't logs."

Things began looking even worse when the log they were on wiggled. Chad and Taylor jumped, turning to see a face emerging from the water. It had to have been the largest alligator either of them had ever seen. And he had to have had the deepest voice they ever heard.

"Well, well, boys looks like we got ourselves some dinner for the night!" the alligator hissed.

"No, no…" Chad panicked, "you do not want to eat us. We're just frogs. Look at us; we're all mucus and bones. Very poor for your diet. But if you really must insist," He paused and pushed Taylor in front of him, "eat the girl first."

"What?!" Taylor exclaimed with wide eyes.

The alligator only laughed. "I got dibs on the big one!"

"He's talking about you," Taylor told Chad quickly.

Barely before getting a chance to react, the big gator snapped at his back and the rest of the alligators began attacking. Chad and Taylor jumped off his back and dove into the water. Taylor went as deep beneath the surface as she could, hoping to not get noticed. She attempted to swim like a human, but her long frog legs were proving to make it difficult. She paused watching another frog swim by, then attempted to mimic its movements. She got the hang of it fairly quickly, swimming under a small branch and through some grass. She then dug her way through a tree trunk and climbed to the top of it. She poked her head out where she could see the gators in the middle of the swamp attacking each other, constantly questioning where the frogs went.

"Where'd he go?"

"I thought I saw em there!"

"Ow! That's my tail!"

"He couldn't have gotten too far!"

"Keep lookin!"

Taylor watched quietly, holding her breath. She was unsure as to why, but for some reason she was hoping that they didn't find Chad. And with the argument the alligators were having with each other and noticing they were only snapping water, air and each other it didn't seem likely they found Chad. Lightning struck through the sky and rain began pouring down harder.

"Pst. Pssssst."

Taylor looked around from her hiding spot, trying to decipher where the sound was coming from. She looked down and sighed with relief when she saw Chad. "There you are! Where were you?"

"Worried, much?" Chad inquired quietly, hoping to not get noticed by the gators.

"No I wasn't!" she insisted.

"I don't know, you sounded pretty worried to me."

"Mind your own business!"

"This is my business!"

"Oh, that's right. I forgot, you got us into this mess."

"I told you, she was very charismatic! Now will you please help me into the tree before they come back?"

"No! Find your own tree!"

Another flash of lightning. In the darkness of the swamp, the lightning made it far easier for the gators to spot Chad.

"There he is!"

"I seem em!"

"Let's get em!"

"I'm hungry!"

The gators slowly approached Chad, waiting for the ideal opportunity to attack.

Chad was on the verge of freaking out now. Clearly there was only one way out of this. "Alright, alright," he caved, "help me get out of this swamp and once I marry Sharpay, I shall get you your restaurant."

"Promise?" Taylor raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, yes, I promise! Now please help me out of here!" Chad begged.

Taylor had to admit, it was pretty good to hear him beg. She'd have to remember that the next time he got them into a situation like this. She glanced to see how far away the gators were; there was still some distance but they were getting closer.

"Man you are gonna taste so good!" one of the gators licked his lips.

"Waitress, hurry!" Chad begged again.

"Two conditions," she decided.

"Yes, yes, fine! What are they?"

"First, stop calling me Waitress. It's Taylor."

"Ok. Yes. Fine. Taylor. Whatever. Next?"

Taylor smirked. "You have to say that Taylor is the best chef in New Orleans and will be the best chef in the entire world and that you, Prince Chad, are a wimpy frog who can't handle himself and is nothing without his hair."

"Oh, you noticed the fake me had pretty good hair," he grinned. "I assure you, the hair on me looks way better."

"Dinner time!" one of the gators declared, snapping Chad out of it.

"Better hurry…" Taylor told him innocently.

"Fine, fine! Taylor is the best chef in New Orleans and will be the best chef in the entire world and I am just a wimpy frog who can't handle myself and am nothing without my hair!" he said quickly.

Almost immediately after those words left his mouth, the gators pounced and Taylor let down a vine from the tree to help him up. Chad frantically climbed up as fast as he could, though the gators had come pretty dang close to catching him. It was amazing how much work Chad could do when he was pushed to his limit; Taylor barely had to lift a finger except to hold the vine while he climbed up. Upon reaching the top, Chad lost his footing and collapsed on top of Taylor, sending the both of them to the bottom of the log.

"You can hop buchya can't hide," one gator laughed.

"Actually, he just did," another one corrected.

"Let em hide all they want, boys," the first gator grinned. "We got all night."

"Well, Waitress Taylor, it looked like we are going to be here for a while," Chad grinned from inside the log. "So we might as well get cozy…"

The second he tried to make a move on her, Taylor slapped him across the face. "Get your slimy self away from me!"

"I told you, it is not slime! It's mucus!"

It was a pretty short chapter, I know. I kind of wrote it on a whim today. Plus I really, really wish there was more Chaylor around so i had to do something. And as you can tell i added a bit of extra dialogue between Chad and Taylor here to add some humor. And maybe a little more tension. Writing arguments between them is kinda fun, in my opinion. Anyway i was considering naming at least one of the alligators but then i decided, Nah there's probably gonna be other references later in the story and for such a short appearance and with some babbling between them it really didn't make sense to name any of them. No sure when the next update is gonna be yet, but i promise that there will eventually be one!