"Another sunny, bright, yet tedious day at the palace.  Of course, my parents still won't let me go past the gates to have any friends," Cleopatra mumbled to herself.  About a year ago, she traveled to a beautiful, majestic, unbelievable place of fantasy, but in a year of searching, Cleopatra has not yet found the key to the chest where her flute was.  All she remembers was that her father has relocated it, and it could be anywhere.  But if she wants to see the only friends that she has again, it is up to her to find it.

Cleopatra arrived at the secret room.  It was just as she remembered it.  Cobwebs, rats, broken objects, aged doors and floors.  "Oh no!  Instead of one chest, there are now three, and the golden key is missing!"  Cleopatra pondered with worry.  She was so confused.  How were there three chests, but only one had the magic flute?  Where was the golden key to unlock the chest?  Cleopatra headed to the stairs.  She had no idea where to look, she has already looked everywhere!  Well, almost everywhere...

Crash!  Cleopatra fell right through the floors!  Shockingly, she did not land.  "Wow, where am I!  I'm floating!"  Cleopatra exclaimed.  It was dark, yet light, unbelievably magical.  Objects were gracefully floating in the cool air, surrounding her.  Mirrors, lamps, and what looks like...the magic flute!  As it drifted closer and closer, Cleopatra finally swiped it. 

"If this is a dream, please let it come true!" Cleopatra whispered.  She concentrated on the Land of Fairytales.  Slowly and nervously, she twiddled her fingers and played the flute.  Music notes swirled around her, a gust of wind spun her around until...

Whooooosh!  Cleopatra balanced herself, and opened her eyes.  "Gretel?" 

"Cleopatra!   I missed you so much!"  Gretel threw her arms around Cleopatra, giving the brightest smile.

"I promised you I'd come back to visit!" Cleopatra replied cheerfully, hugging her back. 

"Oh, my gumballs, I cannot believe you're here!  We have to spend the whole day together.  Where would you like to go?"

"Well, did I miss out on anything while I was gone?"

"We got a new unicorn!  Meet Crystal.  Maybe we can take her to see the fairies.  They started their own fairy dust company!"  Gretel replied.

"I would love that!"  Cleopatra exclaimed. 

"Well, here we are!"  Gretel welcomed. 

"Oh my goodness this place looks beautiful!  I love your new houses!" Cleopatra added.

"Thank you," the fairies squeaked.  "We are making fairy dust to bring even more joy and magic to this magnifecent land!  Would you like a box?"

"You are so generous!  Thank you so much!" 

The fairies giggled, and sprinkled some fairy dust on the box as it floated to Cleopatra.

"Gretel, would you like to fly with me?"

"Abosolutey!  We can fly over the misty mountains, our new pegasus petting zoo!"  Cleopatra sprinkled the fairy dust on her head as Gretel did the same.  "This is just how I remembered it!"  Cleopatra said with joy.  "Follow me!"  Gretel said. 

A few moments later, Cleopatra and Gretel arrived at the Misty Mountains!

"Here in the Misty Mountains, you can find unicorns, ponies, horses, and pegasus.  They are the most beautiful creatures you will ever see!" Gretel informed.

"Maybe we can fly one over to the mermaids?!" Cleopatra suggested.

"Of course!  Maybe we can find Pearl again," Gretel responded.

"Pearl!" she called.  "Pearly Girly!"

In a second, Pearl glided through the mist right next to Cleopatra and Gretel!

"Catherine!  Joseph!  It's me, Cleopatra!"

"Hi Cleopatra!  Amazing to see you again! Catherine responded. 

"I missed you so much.  I am coming to visit for today.  It took me a year to find the flute but I finally found it...oh no..."

"What's wrong?" Gretel wondered. 

"The flute, I lost it!" 

"Oh no!  Maybe you dropped it in the water.  I'll look for it," Joseph said. 

"But what if water ruins the flute?" Catherine questioned.

"Don't flip out, it's a magic flute," replied Joseph, as he dove into the pool.  A few moments later, he rose to the surface.  "I couldn't find it, I'm so sorry," Joseph apologized.

"Let's go back to the Fairy Forest.  Maybe you left it there," Gretel suggested.