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Y/N POV:
A bright light shone through the room, as I felt a tingling sensation run through me. Suddenly, something that felt like fabric seemed to consume my body. I opened my eyes, seeing nothing but the blue fabric of my dress. I crawled through it and broke free, taking in a few breaths. Strangely, I was on the ground, and everything seemed bigger.
“You don’t look different, but how are you all the way up there?” I asked, confused, as Naveen peered at me from Charlotte’s dresser. “How did I get in all of this?” I picked up the fabric, only to gasp and drop it in shock, as my once normal hand was now a frog’s hand.
I looked at a handheld mirror that had dropped onto the floor. I screamed as my reflection showed a frog, not a human. I jumped onto the dresser, colliding with Naveen.
“Princess, easy, take it easy,” Naveen said, trying and failing to calm me.
“What did you do to me?” I desperately asked, moving my hands around my body. “I’m slimy and green!” I pressed my hands to my head, and once I moved my hand, a strain of slime was on it.
“That’s not slime,” Naveen said, taking one of my arms. “That is mucus.”
I pushed away from Naveen. “You…You,”
I dived towards Naveen, knocking both of us off the dresser. We landed on a miniature rocking horse, which caused a book on a small bookshelf to hit it. Naveen and I were flying out of the window and landed on a set of drums. The drummer noticed us and tried to hit us with his drumsticks as we jumped from one spot to another.
The drummer was finally able to hit us, sending us flying into the back of Charlotte’s dress. Charlotte fell on the ground, her dress sliding up, exposing us. She screamed as she saw us, and Eli told Stella to get us.
“Run now!” Naveen exclaimed, grabbed my wrist, and hopped away.
“I’m a frog! I can’t run!” I shouted.
“Then hop!” Naveen exclaimed as we landed on a table, Stella on our trail.
“Down, girl. Down, monster dog!” Naveen shouts.
We screamed as someone tried to hit us with a sword. The man missed, but a stuffed giraffe’s head landed on top of us, obstructing our view.
“Where are we going now?” I questioned.
“Excuse me!” Naveen said.
“I can’t see anything!” I said in concern.
“I can’t either!” Naveen said.
Suddenly, the giraffe’s head came off, and we tumbled into a few balloon strings. “Stella! Hold on!” I shouted.
Naveen tied the strings around our ankles, and the balloons started to lift us.
“It’s me, Y/N, Stella!” I shouted.
“Y/N?!” Stella asked in shock. Stella fell into the table, causing the big cake to shoot off and land on the Fenners.
“Stella, the dog, just talked to me!” I shouted.
“It’s going to be a long night if you continue to let every little thing mess with you!” Naveen shouted.
The balloon lifted us further into the night sky. As I watched everything and everyone I knew grow smaller, a pit in my stomach formed. I didn’t know if I could get back to my usual human self or be a gross frog for the rest of my life. And if I couldn’t go back to normal, what would happen to my Mom? Now that Dad is gone, I’m the only one she has left, and I can’t leave her alone. It would destroy her if she never saw me again.
No, I have to do everything in my power to get back to her. I don’t care what I have to do, but this isn’t the end. If it’s the last thing I have to do, I will get my life back, I swear to it, not only for my sake, but for Naveen’s and Mom’s as well.