A/N- Wassup? It be TOBN here with the conclusion to Once Upon A Time!

I am so so sad to end this. I loves this story so much, it has been an honor to write and update this every day. *sniff*, I am glad I am making a sequel soon: I CANNOT HANDLE THIS!

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And They All Lived Happily Ever After

Ethan blinked a few times, surroundings fuzzy as he felt his head on the hard floor. He wanted to stand, but all he wanted to do was sleep. Forever.

But he knew he had to get up; his parents would kill him if he didn't. So with all the strength bottled up in him, he stood up.

"Ow!" A voice squeaked from below, Ethan hearing a small yelp.

"Oh my gosh Sarah...I didn't think you were sleeping on me! Are you okay?" He asked quickly, helping tbe petite vampire onto her feet. Sarah blushed.

"Sorry I was sleeping on you." She said sheepishly. Ethan blushed madly. "Sorry for letting go." He said in a small, shy voice.

The two continued this way until a voice popped up from behind them.

"Can you just kiss already?" Jane asked, making the awaken Rory, Erica and Benny giggle.

Without hesitating, Ethan smashed his lips onto Sarah's, a small but passionate kiss between the two. People cheered as the old attic clock struck 10. Ethan smiled as Jane cheered.

"Jacuzzi Time Machine!" Everyone laughed as they dashed in and out of the attic, running to the living room in happiness.

The movie lingered on, them getting to the point where they all crashed on the couch and fell into a well deserved sleep.

But one did not sleep.

The boy creeped up back to the attic and pulled out the book. Sadly, the crown he stole did not come with him on thsir journey back, and something was just itching inside of Benny...something that told him he wanted it back.

Benny flipped through the blank and magic-less fairytale book, knowing what he was doing wasn't right. But something stuck with him when he left the fairytale land...like somehow something came with him.

He started at the start of the book, reading the words that Jane wrote. He finally got to his page, the one about Rapunzel's prince. He saw on the page, a golden crown.

With all the courage he had, he ripped out the page and lay on the ground. He whispered a spell under his breath as the crown popped up from the paper. Benny carefully picked it up and and grabbing the book, dashed out of the attoc, not knowing what he just did.

Benny closed the attic door, for good this time as he knew he would never come back. He quickly said a sealing spell on the attic so no one would get there. Ever.

He walked quietly to his room as he placed the crown in the secret compartment no one knew about in the wall. He saved it for something important, and this was it.

He carefully placed the crown in the compartment and shut it, using a special lock spell and a camouflage spell. It blended in perfectly.

Benny quickly jumped out his window into the backyard, surprised at his new found athleticism. He went to the middle of his backyard and whispered a fire spell. A small flame burned in the grass, not spreading because of the magic in it.

"Goodbye Stephanie. You idiot." Benny murmured, throwing the red covered book into the flames. Benny watched the book burn, ashes flowing through the wind.

Benny left it to burn, knowing it is magic and won't spread. Besides, the fire will extinguish itself.

Benny creeped back inside, no one noticing a thing as he lied beside Erica, thoughts swirling.

Something was different.

Benny didn't feel...right.

The flames burns out as the ashes left on the grass got picked up by the wind.

The black dust flew through the air and into a crack of the attic. It sat there for a while until it started to rise up.

It swirled around, taking form of a human as Stephanie appeared from the ashes. She felt her face, a rusty feeling touching her cheek.

It was a burn mark.

Stephanie growled; how dare the spellmaster. She had to get him back.

She had to get everyone back.

She noticed a piece of paper on the floor, most likely from the book. It was blank, but Stephanie could feel the waves of magic coming from it.

She conjured up a pencil as she began to write.

"Shadow Knights, trolls, witches and snakes." She murmured, writing the words as she saw dark shadows appear in the dark attic.

"The kids never saw it coming, they all took the bait." She wrote, writing a twisted fairytale on the room left on the paper. Dark magical items appeared, all following Stephanie's orders.

"A handful of of time passed, and they forgot about their tale. But no one suspected anything, nor return availed." Stephanie cackled.

"They are cursed," She said "Forever more."

"With new problems arising, they will be ripped to the core." She cackled.

"A friendships' passing, a love not in heart, just see what will happen, when they all do their part." She wrote the last few words down as she grinned a sickening smile.

"The six were all pawns, in this small little game. And forever more, they be cursed, never tamed. They will not stop me, one will eat the poisoned apple,"

Stephanie watched a ruby red apple appear, Stephanie sensing a strong poisonous magic from it. She will give it tlo the boy, who's family caused her pain.

She grinned just thinking about it, looking at the ceiling, waiting to escape. She wrote her last sentance, and sighed.

"And they never saw it coming, what became of Whitechapel."

A/N- And that is that! Expect a sequel by the name "After Ever After", in about a few months (Maybe when I can get cool new titles.) The wait will kill you, me too. But guys, ifyou look above, I rhymed! We should really celebrate!

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Till the next fairytale!

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