I do not own Disney anything. I only own my OCs.

This story will take place in a multitude of Disney worlds, so you can request one you want me to write about. The only requirement is that is has to be one of the animated Disney movies.

Unintentionally Wishing Upon a Star

Tracy Adams smiled sweetly down at the child before her. "So what do you say kid?" she asked, in the process of making a deal that was definitely not fair in the slightest.

The young boy hesitated and stared at her. The gold watch that hung around his wrist was a family heirloom, and he loved the way it sparkled at him. But a watch that could magically transport him back in time was way cooler than his plain old watch. He was sure his parents would understand, once he explained everything.

"You got a deal!" he exclaimed.

Tracy grinned and handed the boy a blue plastic watch with glowing red and green buttons, which she had snagged from the nearest dollar store when her old watch went kaput. "You have made a great investment. You're going to go far in life, kid."

The boy cheered and eagerly fastened the cheap watch to his wrist. "This is so cool! I'm gonna go back in time and see the dinosaurs first!" He tore off across the park, his little red sneakers slipping and sliding in the dewy morning grass.

Tracy snickered and snapped the gold and diamond watch across her wrist and admired the glare the sun cast off of it. "Almost looks like the watch I had before I needed to get a junky one. Except this one is real gold."

Serena Lockhart rolled her green eyes and stared at her best friend. "Come on Tracy. The kid was only eight, at max!"

Tracy tied her long blonde hair into a ponytail so that it wouldn't swing into her eyes. She smiled. "Well, it's his fault. He shouldn't be so gullible. It's time he learned a harsh lesson on life. And honestly? To go see the dinosaurs? He deserved to be swindled."

"I'm pretty sure that watch is a family heirloom."

Tracy shrugged uncaringly. "Now it's another wad of cash to our investments. After I get sick of wearing it. It's kind of heavy."

Serena smirked. "And if his parents come after us to get us arrested?"

Tracy grinned. "Come on Serena. We're the best con artists this town has ever seen!"

"We're the only con artists this town has ever seen," Stacy pointed out. "Considering our age, our skill in deceiving people isn't exactly something we should be proud of."

"Whatever," dismissed Tracy. "Focus on the fact that we now have at least six thousand dollars in savings from our previous cons. Now we can add another two hundred with this baby."

Serena could not help but laugh. "All we gotta do is crack out the fake IDs and pawn it off."

The blonde studied the watch for a moment. "Alright, I guess I don't need a watch. Not like I'm ever on time for anything."

The pair started off and walked down a few blocks, soon reaching the pawn shop they frequented often. Serena handed her best friend the girl's fake ID, which had taken quite a while to create. "Remember, stay calm."

"I know, I know." Tracy entered the shop, leaving Serena to wait.

Most of the bartering of prices for the items that they had conned and/or stolen from people was done by Tracy. She had a strong personality, and Serena was a bit more subdued. She was horribly at being demanding and stubborn.

Soon her friend exited the pawn shop, her bright blue eyes sparkling with glee as she shuffled through the green bills in her hand. Serena tucked her raven hair behind her ears and hurried after the girl as she went off down the sidewalk. "Another day's work."

"Soon we'll be able to save enough money to go to California." Tracy smiled with satisfaction and stuffed the bills in her pocket.

"Sun and surf, here we come!" cheered Serena, eager for the day when they could escape their dreary, depressing orphanage.

The two laughed and high-fived each other. A few people walking past gave them dirty looks and they hastily settled down. It was well known in Bayview that they were trouble, and very few were willing to be around them. Being con artists was one thing, but they were only thirteen, and were already thriving in their field.

Tracy was willing to bet that some of the greatest tricksters in the world would admit they had some competition. They swindled young kids out of their possessions and sold them off to other kids at a higher price. If what they were given was valuable enough, they pawned it off. Serena had made them fake IDs that stated they were eighteen. It wasn't too far of a stretch, at least in Tracy's case, who looked older than her actual age.

Which was another reason Tracy handled most of the business deals. Serena preferred to be the sidekick, though she would admit she was a decent trickster herself.

"Do you see what I see?" Tracy suddenly asked.

Serena followed her gaze and spotted a twelve-year-old admiring the ruby bracelet on her wrist on the corner of the sidewalk as she waited for the light to change.

"Your turn to do some dirty work."

Serena sighed. "If I must."

Tracy leaned against a lamppost and watched as her best friend approached the preteen.

"Hey."

The girl glanced up at her cautiously. "Hi."

"That's a really pretty bracelet you got there," complimented Serena.

The girl smiled. "Thanks! My aunt got it for me. It cost a lot, but she said it was worth it."

Serena widened her eyes. "She certainly got ripped off. Do you know that if you wear that for a long period of time your wrist will turn green?"

The girl paled. "R-really?"

"Oh yeah. My cousin had it happen to her. It was really nasty. She has to hide in her room now because she is so ashamed. Listen, if you want, I can take that off your hands for you." She smiled reassuringly. "I can send it to my uncle and he can get your money back. He's a jeweller. He knows people."

"Wow! Thanks!"

Serena continued to smile as the bracelet was placed in her hand, the familiar stirrings of guilt starting in her stomach. "I'll meet you in the park next week and give it back, nice and new."

"Okay! Thanks a lot!"

Tracy snorted as the girl took off the second the light turned green. "That was way too easy."

Serena shook her head. "She's a kid. Kids believe people. And that's why we got at least five hundred more dollars for our funds."

"Yeah." Tracy glanced up at the dusk sky. One large silver star sparkled in the orangey sky. "I just wish there was more of a challenge, ya know?"

"I wish there was more of a challenge too," Serena agreed, for at least there would more of a chance of them failing at their schemes.

Suddenly they were surrounded by a whirlpool of sparkly dust and silver glitter. "What's going on?" Serena cried.

"I don't know!" Tracy called back, eyes wide in disbelief as the ground beneath them disappeared and they started tumbling through air. "But I don't think I'm gonna like where we are going!"