Freak: Greetings readers and dreamers! I'm Freak!

Myst: And I'm MysteryGirl!

Freak: Put all together, put a 7 in the middle, and you get MysteryGirl7Freak!

Myst: But I prefer to be called Myst.

Freak: This is our first fic here on this site.

Myst: But we are not strangers to this site. We review a lot before to some authors, sometimes individually or together-

Freak: Known as 'The Odd Duo'. You guys probably heard of us, right?

*Crickets.*

Myst:-and have OCs in a few stories. Like AnimationNut's Cons of Disney and her sequel, Pros of Being Disney Guardians.

Freak: You rock, girl!

Myst: Also others, but we'll mention them later in future chapters. Right now, we are dedicating this chapter to AnimationNut and (pause for dramatic effect) Unsolvable Mystery.

Freak: Who both were the first to use our first and second villains, Malovent and Shawn a.k.a The Masked Stranger.

Myst: Although U.M. only used Malovent under the name of Dia-Bler.

Freak: Either way, that villain is named after a word in the Dictionary.

Myst: And we would like to thank PirateWizardThief for helping us decide the name for this story.

Freak: Believe it or not, that is the most important thing of the story. That and a plot, characters, and dialogue.

Myst: We also like to thank talking2myself. Her story (or what we skim through) is the inspiration for this story.

Freak: But just for the record, our story is entirely different. For one thing, it does not include Pixar or Live Action Disney films. Pirates of the Caribbean, though, it's still under decision.

Myst: Well, I think we should get to the story. So, all that's left is the disclaimer.

Freak: Alright. We don't own Disney. Any characters that are any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is totally coincidental.

Myst: Now we present you-

*Red curtains open*

The Flight of the Imagination

Chapter 1

"Roxanne, could you wake up Amy," asked David Millers from the driver's seat. "We'll be arriving in five minutes."

A fourteen year old girl glanced up, mint-green eyes under long, black hair. "Oh, ok." She turned off her DS and shifted around to the little six year old girl who was sleeping softly, her head resting in the nook of her arm against the car door. Shaking her sister's shoulder, she said softly, "Amy, Amy. Come on, wake up."

Amy groaned and cracked open her blue eyes a little. "What is it?"

"We're almost at Disneyworld."

At this Amy bolted up, wide awake. "We're there?"

"No, I said almost there. There's a difference."

"How long till we get there?"

"Soon."

"How soon?"

"Just soon."

"Are we there yet?"

Roxanne rolled her eyes. "Amy, please try to contain your excitement. Otherwise, you might explode. We've been to the park before."

"I don't remember that."

"We have. A couple of times. One of the perks of living in Florida. Besides, it's really not that special." Roxanne looked out the window, watching their surroundings blurred by.

"How could you say that? Disneyworld is the most magical place in the whole wide world!" she exclaimed, waving her arms to her sides.

Roxanne sighed exasperatedly and twisted around so that her back was to the door. "That's just something they say for advertisement."

"Oh." Amy stared down at the floor, crestfallen, "Ok."

Seeing how sad her sister was, Roxanne started to feel bad and added in a soft whisper, "But they do make magical things there."

Amy's head snapped up. "Really?" She asked with wonder.

"Yeah, like rides are the best you'll ever see. And the characters that come alive. Did you know they come out at night?"

"No way!"

Roxanne nodded in a way that said 'I'm not kidding.' So, Roxanne entertained Amy until they arrive. After going through the ticket center and entrance, they walked around Town Square. Stopping at a bench, Roxanne played around with her phone as her Dad explained the 'day plan' and rules. Just usual stuff like 'don't talk to strangers' or 'stay together.' Meanwhile, he'll be with his girlfriend all day. Oh, joy.

"-And if there's any trouble, call me on my cell phone," her father went on with the lecture of instructions, "Roxy, do you-?"

"Yeah, yeah, I have my phone," Roxanne said, waving her phone dismissively. She tucked it away in the pocket of her handbag, wishing to go already. She wanted to get away before Samantha comes. Last thing Roxanne wanted to see was that woman. It was bad enough that her Dad was dating and she always having to watch Amy, but even speaking to Samantha was more than she could bear.

"Ok, I think that's it," David clapped his hands. "You girls have fun. Alright?"

"Daddy, are you ok? You seem…fidgety," Amy asked, tilting her head slightly. Now that Amy mentioned it, their dad did seemed nervous about something, clutching his hands and eyes twitching.

"Oh, um, i-it's nothing."

Roxanne crossed her arms. "Dad, just tell us."

Rubbing his neck, he heaved a sigh, "Alright, guess this is a good time as any." David took a seat between his daughters. "Roxanne, Amy, you know that me and Samantha have been dating for a while now and I've decided, to make a rather big decision that will affect all of us."

"You're breaking up with her?" Roxanne guessed, hoping he wasn't talking about the unthinkable. He gave her a stern look.

"No," he replied, "I'm going to ask her to marry me."

"What!" Roxanne exclaimed, causing some passersby to turn their heads. "And you didn't talk to us first before you decided this!"

"Well-I-didn't know how to-thought maybe it'll come up on its own soon."

"Not soon enough," she grumbled. "Dad, what were you thinking?"

"That…" he nervously drawled, "I might surprise all of you with the proposal?"

"And when did you plan to do that?" she asked, hand on hip in a angry pose.

"Today, maybe."

"Today!"

"Can I be the flower girl at the wedding?" Amy asked, her hand raised as if she were in a classroom.

"Amy!" Roxanne scowled at her little sister.

"What?"

Roxanne turned back to her father. "Dad, I don't really think you should do this."

"Roxanne." David placed his hands on her shoulders. "I know you don't like this, but I love Samantha. You'll see later that it's gonna be good for us. She would make a great mother to you two."

She forcefully jerked her shoulders out of his grasp. "That woman will never be my mother! I can't believe you would do this to us! To her!"

Took David a few moments to respond back, rubbing his upper lip. "This discussion is over. We'll talk about this later privately. You understand, young lady?"

Roxanne just glared back at him, an expression that said 'this isn't over, all right.'

"Now why don't you take Amy and go on the rides, ok?"

"Fine." She grabbed her little sister's hand and hauled her away.

"Love you," David called after them.

"Whatever!" Roxanne yelled, not bothering to glance back as they walked away, leaving her father in distress.

"I can't believe this!" Roxanne steamed. "How could he do this to us?"

"I don't see what's so bad about this," said Amy, "I like Sammie. She's nice."

"It doesn't matter that she's nice, Dad can't marry her," said Roxanne as they neared Cinderella's castle. Through the crowd, she could see a fifteen year old guy with brown hair sitting on a stone bench.

"Hello girls," he waved as they came closer. "Having a good day?"

"It's anything but good, Zeke," Roxanne replied bitterly.

"That tone doesn't sound good. So what happen?"

"Daddy's going to ask Sammie to marry him," Amy answered before Roxanne could say anything.

"Whoa! Your Dad's getting himself hitch!" He exclaimed. "Man, no wonder you're in a mood."

"Shut up," Roxanne snapped. Zeke raised his hands up in defense.

"Hey, don't be hating on me," he said. "This probably won't help, but might lighten your mood a bit." Roxanne just glared at him as he reached inside one of his pockets and brought out a bag. "I got candy."

Amy's eyes lit up and she broke away from her sister. "Can I have some? Ppleasse!"

Zeke chuckled. "Sure kiddo, here." He poured a handful to her. Amy took a seat and rapidly ate while Roxanne stood, arms crossed.

"I'm not in the mood to eat," Roxanne stated.

"They got mints in the middle," Zeke induced, holding the top open for her with one hand. Roxanne's eyes shifted to the bag from him then back again. Reluctantly, she took one and sat down beside her friend.

"What am I going to do?" she said, more to herself than to Zeke. "He can't marry Samantha. He just can't."

"Why not?" Zeke asked, putting his bag away. "Sam's not so bad. She's great with helping us with our homework, and the fact that she did that while dating your dad just shows how nice she is."

"She could have just faked liking that just to impress my dad," Roxanne argued, chewing slowly. The mint mixed in with the chocolate tasted bitter somehow. Bitter and sweet. Maybe that was just her being bitter.

"Well…at least she…smells nice?"

"Great, she smells nice. She's perfect for my father," Roxanne said sarcastically. "You just don't understand."

Zeke tried to think about something else to lighten the mood between them. "Well, let's look on the bright side. It's summer."

"And what a good start it has been. Not only is my dad planning on remarrying some stranger, but Jake has moved to Ohio and Melissa is going to a camp for five weeks. And on top of it, we have that stupid summer assignment our teachers gave us. Can't see how it could get any worse." She hunched over, placing her chin in the palms of her hands.

"Stop being such a negative Nellie." That earned Zeke a glare from her. "Summer is a happy time. We can do whatever we want when we want to. And who knows? Lots of weird stuff happens before the fall. Let's still try to enjoy it, ok?"

Roxanne stared at him, then exhaled loudly. "Fine, but that'll be a little hard."

"Just try to relax, ok?"

"I'll try. Man," she mused, "What would I do without you?"

"You'll probably be in an insane asylum by now," he joked. Roxanne couldn't help but smile a little at that.

"Roxy, Roxy, Roxy!"

Roxanne twisted around, seeing Amy pulling at her arm franticly. "Amy, what is it?" she asked, prying her little sister off her.

"It's the White Rabbit from Wonderland!" Amy exclaimed. Roxanne rolled her eyes.

"Great, why don't you go ask him for his autograph?"

Amy shook her head wildly. "No, no, no, no. Not a costume one, the REAL one!"

Zeke laughed, "Oh come on, there's no way that that rabbit is-Ooof!" He was then trampled by a white rabbit wearing a red waistcoat and holding a giant pocket watch. Surprised, Roxanne's eyes stared after the rabbit as he ran into the crowd. He was too small to be someone in costume, and…h-he was animated!

She got out of her shock long enough to help Zeke up. "Zeke, you ok?"

He was rubbing his now bruised stomach, starring in disbelief at the furry creature. "D-did-did you s-see that?"

"I'm not sure myself," she muttered. "Amy, did you-?" She turned to her little sister only to find her gone!

"Amy? Amy. Where'd you go!" She cried frantically.

"I think I found her," Zeke said, pointing ahead. She looked back to see Amy chasing and calling out to the rabbit.

"Mister Rabbit, wait up!"

"Amy, get your butt back here!" Roxanne proceeded to run after her with Zeke close behind. They pushed and moved around the crowd, trying not to lose sight of Amy. 'Sure, they complain about two teenagers shoving through them, but no one notices the little girl following the cartoon rabbit running under them," Roxanne thought.

Soon they followed them into the castle. Zeke and Roxanne stopped to catch their breaths. "Man, she's fast. Where'd she go?" Zeke panted. "Over there!" Roxanne pointed to the throne on the dais. Up there was a fleeting glimpse of a small figure disappearing behind it. While no one was looking, the two teens snuck up there and found a little tunnel in the wall behind the massive chair. "How long was that hole there?" Zeke asked to no one in practical.

"You think they would notice something like this," Roxanne chimed. She got down on her hands and knees, crawling into the tunnel. "Come on."

Hesitating, Zeke followed after her using his elbows and knees to push himself forward as if he was under barb-wire. They continued on, the light diminishing and the ground growing bumpier and dirt-like.

"This is not how I wanted to spend my day: chasing after my sister in a tunnel, getting my jeans ruin in the progress." Roxanne groaned, yanking out some roots that caught at her hair. "I swear, when I get my hands on her, I'm going to…ah-aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Her hand slipped through empty air and she went head-first down a giant hole. Zeke made an attempt to save her, seizing her ankles. It didn't work as the force pulled him down too in the progress, as if someone pushed him from behind. Both screamed as they plummeted down the black abyss below.

Myst: That was the first chapter.

Freak: End with a cliff-hanger. Quite literally, I might add.

Myst: Though not technically because they fell off a cliff.

Freak: I heard it both ways.

Myst: So please review. Whether that you love, correct us on grammar, suggest we have them land in cheese, or anything, don't be shy. We are open to anyone.

Freak: Except Flying Monkeys. The ones from Oz.

Myst: Mostly because they cannot type.

Freak: Yes. And they stole my bag of candy on Halloween.

Myst: You should have been a cowboy instead of Dorothy.

Freak: Oh well.

Myst: Review and we will bring the next chapter.

Freak: But only if we get reviews.

Both: We hope you enjoy this first chapter! Bye! Till next time!