A/N: I've gotten requests for this story up my butt, so far up my butt, it's time to dump it out. I hope you all enjoy this story based on an RP. As always, Read & Review!
Darla was putting something in her closet that was hidden from everyone else.
"Darla, you still awake?" Emily's voice called from behind the door.
"Uh, yeah?" Darla replied, shutting the closet door quickly, then sat on her bed.
"What's wrong?" Emily asked.
"Nothing..." Darla looked away shyly, like she were hiding something.
"Well, I just wanted to tell you, we're having a family outing the day after tomorrow." Emily told her.
"Where are we going?" Darla asked.
"It's a secret." Emily smiled.
"If you tell me, I'll act surprised..." Darla smiled innocently.
"Sorry, dear, but that's not how it works in this house..." Emily patted Darla on the head gently. "Trust me, you'll love it."
"Oh, fine." Darla pouted.
"You're a good girl..." Emily hugged Darla comfortably. "Where have you been earlier by the way?"
"Umm... I... I was caught up in something..." Darla covered up. "Sorry, Mama Emily."
"It's alright, dear, so what was with that glowing light by the way?" Emily asked.
"Uhh..." Darla twiddled her baby-like fingers.
"Dear, is there something you're not telling me?" Emily asked. "You know you can tell me anything... My sister's a mermaid and my husband has Wiccan blood in him, I'll believe anything..." she then added the last bit to joke and put Darla in a better and easier mood with an amused smile on her face.
"Me, Atticus, and Patch were sent to the Sailor Moon world." Darla said.
"I see..." Emily felt relaxed now that Darla told the truth. "Now, why wouldn't you tell me?"
"I didn't think you'd believe me or want to..." Darla admitted. "I mean... It was kind of overwhelming..." she then got off her bed and opened her closet to show what she kept away. "I got a new dress."
"That dress looks beautiful." Emily smiled even while noticing a brooch on it.
"Yeah, I like it too." Darla smiled at her little gift after her little Sailor Moon adventure. "Okay, I told you a secret, now it's your turn."
"Nice try..." Emily giggled, patting her head on the head again and kissed her cheek.
Darla pouted. "Hmph!"
This truly was frustrating for Darla.
"Get some rest, okay, sweetie?" Emily smiled, going out the door.
Darla nodded, then flopped back on her bed as she spent the rest of her time wondering what her new family was going to give her as a surprise during their family outing.
Cherry, Atticus, Patch, and Mo were in the other realm. Skippy had an apple on his head while Cherry was growling and concentrating with a low groan as she had her eyes shut.
"Is it changing?!" Cherry groaned while she concentrated.
"Nope, it still looks like an apple." Mo said.
Cherry grunted and tried, then sighed in exhaustion. Skippy took the apple off his head and then took a bite of it, chewing it.
"I'm never gonna get this..." Cherry sounded stressed.
"Yes, you are, you just need to concentrate on what you want to turn the apple into." Atticus said.
"I'm trying!" Cherry groaned and whined.
Skippy licked his lips once he finished the juicy red apple.
"Okay, next!" Drell wrote something on his clipboard. "Mo, I want you to turn that weak and defenseless dying sapling into an oak tree." he then said, pointing to the dying and shriveled up plant in the corner that had flies buzzing around it.
"Okay, here goes nothing." Mo said as she began to concentrate and where her medallion started to glow.
The tree continued to wilt and decay. Drell grabbed Skippy and placed the tiny man in front of him like a shield. Skippy frowned to Drell, then looked very nervous. The tree then came to life and became a beautiful oak tree.
"Oooh..." Cherry, Atticus, Patch, and Drell said with awe.
Skippy leaned forward with his eyes wide in awe as well.
Mo smiled. "It's not too much, is it?"
"Not at all." Drell wrote another ntoe down.
"So who's next after me?" Mo asked.
"Okay..." Drell checked his clipboard. "Patch, Atticus, let's see what you got..." he then stepped back with Skippy and pushed a red button which dropped a very heavy car on top of the dog and boy.
Atticus and Patch held the car above them with all their strength and then threw it in the air and then their medallions glowed as they concentrated, turning it into a toy car.
"Heh, nice work, kids!" Drell smirked. "Though I didn't expect the toy car thing, but still, nice effort, you're all doing well with your training..." he then turned to Cherry. "Except for you..."
Cherry sighed as she failed.
"Hey, you'll get it someday..." Drell soothed like an encouraging coach.
"I'm never gonna get this stupid dream-bending and magic!" Cherry scoffed. "All I can do is pony-up or turn into my Equestrian form."
"I'm sure you'll get the hang of your dream-bending powers." Atticus said.
"It's okay, Cherry, according to our research, your mother's birth father was the last in his class to master his abilities," Drell said, then thought about it a little. "Hey, now that I think about it, so was his grandmother, and her grandfather before, and so on..."
"What's the point of having these powers if this kinda thing just runs in the family?" Cherry scoffed. "No one can understand how I feel since it skips a generation and my mother was adopted and her father refuses to acknowledge her existence!"
"She makes a good point." Patch said.
"Look, I know this whole magic thing is tough, but you can do this..." Drell actually encouraged Cherry to try harder. "If Atticus and Patch can handle the changes of having the strength of a Greek god, then you can handle being a dream-bender... You just have to dig a little deeper."
Cherry glanced at him. "Please don't tell me you're gonna sing."
Drell took out panpipes. "Would you like me to?"
"Drell, I beg you, do anything you want to me, but PLEASE don't sing!" Cherry begged.
"He's gonna sing anyway, isn't he?" Patch asked his owner.
"If it annoys or causes Cherry pain, probably so." Atticus shrugged.
Drell took a deep breath and blew into his instrument.
"Of all the warlocks in the world, why did I have to be HIS plaything!?" Cherry groaned in misfortune.
"Yep, he's gonna sing." Atticus sighed.
"Why me?" Cherry put her hands to her face. "Just why me?"
"I don't know." Atticus shrugged.
Skippy waved his finger and made Drell's voice go away before he could sing. Drell held his throat, then held out his hand and coughed up into it to show a frog. Skippy smiled like a child with a brand new toy, then took the frog and gently pet it. Drell rolled his eyes before trying to sing again. Skippy cooed to the frog.
Cherry ran off, trying to get out of the room before Drell would sing. "Please don't start singing!" she begged. "Please don't start singing!"
"That just makes me wanna sing even more..." Drell smirked as he held her in his arm so she couldn't escape.
"Oh, come on!" Cherry groaned.
Drell chuckled. Cherry groaned as she felt even more unlucky than she already had before.
One song later...
"Did that help?" Drell asked.
Cherry was lying on the floor with her tongue dangling out and her eyes lolled back into her head.
"Oh, my god, I've killed her!" Drell panicked.
"Check her pulse." Mo said.
Atticus bent down and felt Cherry's pulse. "She's only died of boredom and annoyance..."
Cherry blinked and looked back. "Is he gone yet?"
"Nope." Atticus shook his head.
"Shoot..." Cherry groaned.
"Second verse, worst than the first!" Drell took out his panpipes again.
Cherry screamed out. "MAKE HIM STOP!"
Drell laughed. "I'm just kiddin'..." then looked at his pocket watch. "Whoa snap! It's late at night in the mortal realm, I'm sorry, guys, I forgot how much slower time here was than in your realm, you better all head home."
"Yes, sir." Patch said.
"All right, great progress, everybody," Drell shooed them away. "Go on now, go..."
The others thanked Drell and went back through the other realm door.
Cherry opened the door of her grandmother's closet door which was how they got in. "I'm never gonna impress him with my dream-bending lessons... I'll never be a good dream-bender... Now I know how Sabrina must feel..."
"You'll get it someday." Atticus said.
"Yeah, that's likely..." Cherry said as she came downstairs with them.
Mally hummed in the kitchen and came out with oven mitts on and carried a silver tray with her favorite dessert to make. "Pie?"
"Mm." Patch smiled.
"Grandma, we need to-" Cherry was about to say.
"Oh, come on, Cherry Berry, eat my pie!" Mally insisted. "You and your friends are so thin!"
Cherry sighed. "Okay, we'll have some pie."
"Yeah." Atticus nodded.
Mally smiled and cut up the pie into four slices, but made a very big slice for her granddaughter. "How was Drell?"
"How do you think?" Cherry rolled her eyes. "I swear, he only invites me to come along so he can brutally humiliate me..."
"I'm sure that's not true." Mally smiled.
Cherry rolled her eyes, then kept eating the pie. After eating the pie, Mo, Atticus, and Patch were on their way home. Atticus walked Mo home as he always did from now on and was now on his way back with his puppy.