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Chapter 1: Happily Ever After to Where?

DO NOT PANIC.

Extra! Extra! Read all about it!! A young strange girl seemingly from the Vinkus ended all of Oz and Beyond's named ‘The Wicked Witch of Ev,’  by what seemed to be a normal bucket of gaselione! Hat and motorcycle recovered- victims re-compensated More on the Great news!

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Munchkin 12: by Dox Ducks

On a Ozian Spring at 12 O' Clock Am 195*, A Young girl by the name of Dolly recounts her events of what occured.

Dolly:

“ Well, I didn’t know much about The lady-  i poured it on her she screamed so horridly and then the fire consumed her until she was gone!,

I'm not even sure how any of it happened just mostly glad it did. 

If I didn’t splash her in time, my little pet K9 Vald would’ve gotten hurt! 

What A Sour witch she was. Isn't that right Boy? (woof!) "

This just in, a strange contraption of scraps had this to say when witnessing it:

Scraps:

“ She was there and then she wasn’t no further comments.”

Well, isn't that a bit sketchy? however we must move unto another eye witnesses account: Tic-tok!

Tick-tok:

“ The following actions of yesterday lead to many unfortunate events but, nevertheless it was meant to happen. I hope that poor creature, where ever she is can rest easy now ( even if she did hit my sensors pretty badly.)"

All of Oz and beyond will have to decided on that one!

Next a Capitial-A animal we presume called “D?"

D?:

“ Her voice was quite calm for such a mad individual. It was still very frightening in the moment but, that brave little girl Dolly saved our hides!. She looked familiar though, maybe a person I saw in town?”

Still gaining votes on whether people claim innocence or not.

We have our recent princess Ozmania’s full opinion on this matter! 

Ozmania: “ She reaped what she sowed. Stealing all of Oz’s money and valuables and creating weapons of mass destruction with that horrendous gang of hers… I'm just positively goosefied her wicked reign came to an end! So now we may all focus on the greater future of all Oz. rejoyce as we have all been freed of hiding!” 

Quadlings,those of vinkus origin, Muchinkins, the Glilikinese, even outside of Oz through radio like in Ev it's self, marracorians and more have celebrated such change of tides! 

They all cheered from Ozmania's inspiring speech at that time.

And now from an anonymous peasant: ?

?: “ Ding!-Ding! The Bitch is dead once more! When I heard the cheers from my neighbors I knew Oz was saved again by the Good! Which is why I’ll buy a new car, open a bread shop in the E.C.! and maybe get a little lady if I feel like it. New opportunities have already happened due to the death of that cunt. Ding!-dong! Ding-dong! ”

The final poll results are in!
Trial of (deceased) witch of Ev

Guilty: 99%

Not Guilty: 1%

How strange. Who could be the 1% in our Trial?

Ozmania trembled in her pink dress, waving franticly, her eye from close up glossy. 

"Me" she spoke unintentionally.

They all gasped in horror and betrayal.

" But only because i felt bad, From the goodliness and purity of my heart and faith. that's all there is too it."

all made a relaxed "o" expression and many were soothed with that answer.

"...even she had a story." Ozmania doozed off in acknowledgement.

After Rain flew back to Oz, she was better than ever and very happily with her life-long lover, Tippa. 

Everything was moving slowly, but handsomely. 

She’s continuously written update letters to Liir and Candle every now and then, and If she’s feeling generous, maybe Trism.

 Rain after stewing in her thoughts stops sweeping the mansion and wipes her drenched forehead. “Fweeu!” she exhaled. Tippa came from behind her,

 “ You don't seem so well, Moon Girl, I suggest you lay down and rest, lovely.” Tippa then gestured Rain up stairs to guide her to bed. Rain then smiled at her jovially 

“ I must seem wickedly greener than usual to concern the likes of you.” she stated. 

Tippa then snickered, “ I just hope you don't go from iceberg lettuce to spinach colored rain!” she teased while poking Rain. Rain looked at her mischievously “ well..” she started. “I-” then suddenly she began to feel a little mixer in her stomach. On instinct she stood up to scan the bedroom. “ Is everything alright Rain- whoa!” Tippa gasped. Rain was throwing up in the mop bucket heavily.

Rain coughed a little more and she looked upon the mess she created. Green. 

The young green gremlin looked at her mother’s familiar jade face as her mother slept in her bed with her wife; The great Queen of all OZ, Ozma. But to Lily, she’s just Mom. “mother.” She pokes her mother Rain multiple times with great insistence. Repeating “mother” or “mommy” like a witch's chant. “What Lilya!” her mother finally snapped. Looking at her very pissed. Lily plops her small body on the giant cloud-like bed and lands on her Mother’s stomach. 

“ouch!!” Rain groaned. “ Tell me my favorite bedtime story now please mother! ”Llily begged buzzing with wonder and excitement. Her little green legs swaying from side to side on the edge of the bed. Rain looked at her in silence hoping she’ll somehow escape her fate. Nope. “Pl-A-ease!” Lily said with puppy eyes as she moved her hay colored blonde hair to give Rain a clearer view of her desperate eyes.

 Rain’s resolve finally softened.  “ Fine.” Rain grimaced. Lily sat there waiting for Rain’s narration. “ Once there was a girl and she met a handsome prince, however she didn't have these three things:-” Lily memorized her answer “ courage, heart and a brain!” rain looked at her with a small grin. “ Correct. She went all over Oz looking for something she already had and when she realized her own potential, then she and the prince lived happily ever after. The end. ” Rain slammed the book in a rush and went back to sleep. Lily always felt unsatisfied with this ending, I mean what were the prince and girl going to do next?  Lily snatched the book from her mother’s motionless fingers, and looked inside to the final page of the book . ‘Happily ever after… where to?’ Lily wondered to herself.  

Lily woke up the next day and felt the bed covers being unusually empty. She raised her head to see nothing of her parents. Lily began to feel nervous but saw the bedroom door open which immediately piqued her interest. She went through leaps and bounds going through the endless castle. Lily thought she would almost never find them but fate said otherwise, she went through 

one corridor to find a cracked door. “ You know she’s my real daughter right?” a blonde nameless man said, Mom looked at him in a calm and composed manner and took a shallow breath.

 “ Yes but there’s a difference between you and I, correct? I'm the one raising Lily with Oziandra and ruling all of OZ while you were-  actually What were you doing, sir? Correct me if I'm wrong but your wife divorced you years ago and your kin aren't too keen either. What are you hoping for now, more vulnerable 19 year olds? “ she snapped at him.

 The mystery man’s face contorted, turning a beet red. “ Well excuse me Ozma! As far as I'm aware your current wife was just as willing as me in the making of Lilya, you might have hard feelings about it still but-” 

 Rain cut him off unapologetically “ But what? You haven't paid a penny or any visits since she was born and now all of a sudden you want full custody of her?” Rain huffed in disbelief, her hands making gestures as she exclaimed her woes. “ My and Ozma’s relationship is also none of your business. We've talked about this. We must only talk about Lilya and Lilya only. Got it?”  

With no more energy to defend himself, The man deflated in defeat. “ The reverse for you as well, Lilya is our only priority here. Naturally. ” he grumbled. Lily heard more hushed discussions but didn't fully internalize them. This man? her real father? Lily began to feel uncorrelated and the door made a loud banging noise when she lost her footing. “...Lilya?”  her mother looked at her with an unreadable face. Her mom and the man also stared at her as well. 

They were gathered in a mini custody battle all about her, and yet she's the one who feels on trial for things out of her realm of control. Lily now put on the spotlight, began to experience her first Trial but this certainly isn’t her last. 

Lily was using a rouge nail to write juvenile messages on the wooden floor, in one of many living room sections of the palace. The scrap of the wood chipping away step-by-step much to Lily's satisfaction. A silly face Rainary made the other day was her choice of reference. “ anddd… done!” she said triumphantly while raising her hands in a small self- oriented cheer. Lily wanted to get the features of her mother just right. But secretly she wanted to be like her mother one day- self assured, out spoken and brave. After all, ‘we greens must stick together’ her mother would always say. However, just as she began her new project, heavy foot steps, tired, slow caught her attention as if it knew she was up to no good. 

‘ Fetch the rug! ’ she screamed internally. She dragged the blue vinukun carpet like a magician and Poof! her secret masterpiece had been hidden from the world. ‘ Hidden on the day you were born. how sad Ms.Greeney.’  she whispered in exaggerated sorrow. 

“ What are you doing?” Rain commanded quietly, her foot tapping in impatience. It’s as if Rainary were a ghost to her, teleporting at will while the people of the house are none the wiser- until eventually the poltergeist makes itself known. Poor lilya and her pitiful kid memory. 

“ Oh I'm… fixing the rug? ” Lily said in an unsure manner, her composure feigning ignorance.

Rain was unresponsive as Lily almost took a sigh of relief. Her celebration was short lived of course. Her mother grabbed the beautiful carpet on instinct, revealing the work of mess on the wooden floor. “YOU- you!” Rainary stutters sporadically, flabbergasted. 

Tippa wasn’t too far behind her wife. The Queen also saw the amalgamation of craved lines but said nothing as Rainary expresses her woes in parenting. A hand on the shoulder calms Rain down eventually. “Rain.” Tippa spoke. 

“Your family is coming today, don't let a hiccup in the day sour that.” She reminded her.

 Rain takes a deep breath and shoves the carpet onto the drawing. “ What did you even draw that was so important anyways?” she interrogated. 

Lily stared at them like it was obvious. “you.” she uttered.

Rainary sighed and picked up Lily with a small grin on her face. She shifted Lily on near her shoulder. “ Well, it's a very pretty drawing… just do it on paper next time yeah? mother loves you very much Lily.” Rain cooed. 

Rain then brung along Lily with Ozma to the giant dining table to wait for arrived guest. 

Ozma then gives specific directions to her guards “ the witch’s son and his 3 subordinates are waiting by the bridge. Do you want us to lower it, your majesty? ” guard 1 asked. 

“ Yes and if they don't know the code word they are spies, throw them in southstairs for treason. No exceptions, are we clear Sir? ” all the guards nodded in devotion. “ Yes, your highness!” they all shouted in unison. 

Guard 2 and guard 3 lowered the emerald palaces bridge with great might and hefty gruffs. “hault!” guard 1 spat and the others followed suit in inspecting the 3 royal guests.

Guard 1 memorized the description requirements for The Witch’s Son. 

' Tired looking, dark shoulder-length hair,of vinkus descent, long flowing cape and pathetic looking. That Checks out. ’ the guards whispered among themselves. “ I can hear you, y’know.” The guards stopped chatting and rushed them all into the palace’s largest diner room. “ What's it like being able to fly?” Guard 1 asked Liir. Liir ignored guard 1 and his invasive questions until they reached the room’s gates, then palace maids began greeting them before the feast. The Guards read the room and all left begrudgingly. Trism and Candle were gradually more impatient to meet Rain and their granddaughter. “ Mom! Dad!’ Rain gushed out excitedly as she gave Lily to Ozma. Ozma watched her from behind to wait. “ I-i don't know where to even begin…” Rain cried. Liir smiled back at her in astonishment. 

“Well, how about we all sit first and then we go from there okay? “ He suggested. 

She also gazed at Candle, well she was still as quiet as usual. 

But Trism was an entirely different story. As they ate dinner, Trism spoke vividly about his time in the army. “ I was in dragon husbandry actually and that’s when I first met the witch boy-” Liir got visibly flustered.  

“ Hush your big mouth you!” and their playful banter went on for the first half of dinner, with Candle just in the middle of it all.

 Ozma laughs internally to herself as she bounces Lily on her leg. “ Three idiots and a green baby, hm? It should be in a book.” 

“ RAIN!!” a slightly familiar voice yelled with all his might as he then invited himself. 

“Wait… Lucikles!?” Rain gasped. 

They all looked at him collectively in distrust as he began pacing around, sweaty and full of stench. 

“ Yes! And I know it’s probably too late now, but- Will you marry me??” He begged as he got down on one knee.

Ozma began seething. 

Rain put her hand on her chest in disbelief. “Lucikles- what are you talking about- in front of my parents!?-” Lucikles quickly grabbed her unoccupied hands. 

“ Yes. and even now it is better that they are here to witness us in holy matrimony. We can do this for you, for me! For both of us and for the baby- oh! and you can still have The other woman in the relationship! you swing both ways anyhow- the more the merrier! ” He declared in utmost confidence.

But Rain in return looked upon him with utmost disgust as she said nothing. 

Liir was quick to shut him down however. 

“ Rain, does this have something to do with your disappearance for a year- the man you told me about?” Candle laughed hysterically speaking for the first time. “holy shiz!” 

Trism on the other hand was not amused. “ I'm not surprised.” he muttered while crossing his arms in disappointment. 

“ I need to piss. Be right back!” Ozma excused herself quietly, leaving Lily to her own devices.

Lucikles smirked as if he’d won. “ Oh Rain, is the blonde man and the red woman your mother and father?” he asked light-heartedly as if he was already engaged to her. 

“ I'm not answering that.” she said coldly.

“  For the record, I’m her actual Father sir and yes Trism and Candle are also her parents.” Liir corrected him.

Lucikles seemed a little shocked at first, but then reveiled in a new weakness to exploit. 

“ Oh, did you know all your daughter’s time out of OZ as a mistress? The Witch of Maracoor, breaking up happy families with her bewitching me? Even her Wife, The Great Queen, can vouch for me when I say, "I'm just trying to do the right thing! ” he claimed with great delusion.

Rain said nothing, confirming her ‘conveniently’ leaving out the mistress part.

“Ha! Like father and daughter, it seems. Both Witchy whores the two of-” a hard slap swiped square on his face. Ozma had sneaked up on him at this point. 

“ Don’t you ever call my Wife a whore! Not here, not ever!” Ozma yelled, firmly pointing at him.

“Well, what do you call being a Kumbric adulter! A Lurlinist saint?” he mocked, belligerent.

Lily, meanwhile, was just curled up next to Ozma‘s dress, eavesdropping on Lucikles and Ozma’s screaming match.

“ I'm still a whore. noted. ” Liir whispered to himself.

‘ I told myself to bring no further pain into this world-’ Rain lamented. 

‘But clearly I was just a fool. ’ she’d concluded. 

Rain’s first trial had just begun.

End of Chapter 1