Well I finally managed to finish this chapter, now I think I'll focus on some of my other fanfictions while I slowly gain some inspiration to work on my next chapter. A few of my other stories I finished the chapters ages ago, but have been too lazy to post them.

Gretel calmed down the alligator girl while Brad was put in a corner, hands tied by rope and being looked down on by Kai and Luniva. Gretel gave her some tea. She didn't give her tea only because of Brad's buffoonery, but something told her the poor young girl hasn't had anything to quench her thirst all day.

"We're very sorry for our hotheaded striving heroes. What is your name?"

"Alice." She replied, sipping down the tea. Her lips were charred just by the taste of it.

"Where do you come from, Alice?"

Alice showed Gretel her teeth, sharp and very well connected. They were the perfect muncher's for chewing down on flesh.

"Queen Adena's obviously. Where I lived before is none of your business. But this place...it treats me more wonderfully than my previous home ever did."

Andrew listened to her. For some reason her story reminded him of a children's storybook, but Andrew's forte was Peter Pan not a story about a young girl going to another world unless Wendy meeting the Lost Boys counts.

"Agh! Someone hit me on my right side. If they hit me in my left side, I'd kill them." Brad remarked.

"Brad, women and men are soldiers too that you can spar with, taunt, and even kill...but never do you show their privates." Kai lectured. "Just be glad Dorothy wasn't here to see that."

"See what?"

Kai flinched while his bones rattled knowing he spoke too loud in the same room the woman he didn't want to hear him say that stuff was in. He turned around to look at her. Her hood was down and her hair was no longer a braided ponytail.

Her hair was brushed down, long and wavy on both sides covering her ears. Her face was still clean and unblemished and her figure was still in good shape. Her eyes narrowed around the room.

"Something Brad did. I see. Is there an Andrew here?"

Andrew raised his hand high in the air. For some reason this made Alice smile that alligator smile.

"I need to speak with him." Dorothy pushed past the two other girls and walked right up to him. "Hello Andrew. Is there anything you need help with?"

"I could really use help on my magic routine. Although, I could use one of you previous War Game veterans to lead me and Luniva to the next town."

"I'm going too!" Alice exclaimed.

"That is an absolutely terrible idea, you potential backstabber." Luniva replied, she pushed a drunken Nanashi down.

"I'm not a potential backstabber. I am just a non-paid bodyguard who will abandon you once I see my queen's next servant. But trust me, foolish cat, you need me."

Dorothy needed to drag Andrew outside.

This was ignored by Luniva and Alice gritting teeth at one another, but Gretel and Kai could see them. Before Kai could take one step forward, a gateway to a Guardian ÄRM's realm opened up.

Kai and Gretel got to meet Dorothy's strongest Guardian, Toto. There was smoke huffing out, fur sharp as knives, and jaws that could eat through a cyclops gut. Kai could still show off his own Guardian ÄRMs, but he decided to back away, holding his wife's hand, and let Dorothy have her fun with Andrew.

-I-

Adena never allowed herself to own a car.

A warp ÄRM could take her to many places in MÄR, but one to Earth always took her to where she was teleporting to there.

So if she had a car she would need to park in a public parking spot or on the road where her car would be towed. Maybe she could buy a house in the human world, but she still had three reasons why that wouldn't work: She hated neighbors, she couldn't find a realtor who would sell a car close to her mindwiped friends and phoney sister, and she was already done with the most important part of her plan.

She finally reached the front door. This walk was pleasant. Birds, honey smelling leaves and tree bark, and gawkers who look at her as a hot momma before she got to reach her sisters' house. She sang before she knocked.

"It's me. Anyone want to invite me in?"

Someone did get her inside, her puppet. There he was standing in all of Andrew's picture appearance and hair. He smiled, but it was fake compared to the genuine smile Andrew gave her at the library.

"Aunt Adena!" He exclaimed, following her orders.

"Hello kiddo." She didn't even try smiling, just made sure the sister heard her.

"Is that your aunt?"

Adena could hear her footsteps rummaging in the kitchen. Things were falling down and her clumsy "sister" made a big fuss about putting them back to the way they were. In the meantime, Adena grabbed her puppet's little hands and pulled them around her waist.

"Andrew always hugs me, but he hesitates on when to let me go. Here she comes. Play your part well or I'll replace you."

Adena's bilked sister finally showed up, and her puppet was hugging her like Andrew would, but not with warm hands or anything to make Adena feel joy. Not even the puppet's responses were like a real nephew's.

"Aunt Adena, you'll never believe how many pens I made disappear with my magic trick."

-I-

The real Andrew was asked to hold onto Dorothy's waist. The way she said it made her sound like another Luniva, until she used an ARM and between her legs a broomstick materialized.

"Welcome to Dorothy's Almost Colliding Ride. This may help you make an ÄRM like you never thought possible."

With her back leg, Dorothy kicked Andrew in his butt. The excitement was appropriate for the broom now levitating off the ground.

"Hold on, Andrew."

"For what...to what-"

ZOOM!

All that could be said about Dorothy's broomstick was it accelerated like the cars back home; some might say it would move 7000 in speed. Andrew felt the adrenaline as Dorothy dodged trees.

After dodging what felt like fifty-one trees, she finally raised the broomstick and flew above the trees, faster than a toy rocket firing off from its launcher.

Andrew thought she would go so high he would suffocate from the air becoming nonexistent or freeze from the temperature going down. What she did instead was turn around and stop the broom. Andrew finally got the chance to breath-a little too hard since his breathing was making him dizzy-seeing Dorothy point her finger.

"Look over there. There's the town you choose to roam to and below is the road you need to walk. What good ideas can you find roaming through it before you are attacked?"

Andrew was glad Dorothy wanted him to look because anymore actions like the broomstick and he would fall to an early death-at least if he fell now she could catch him with how fast her broomstick moves. He looked at the next town. It was full of big buildings and many small houses; it was sort of like New York, Toronto, or Paris.

Maybe there was also a mother with a son aspiring to wow people with magic, likes books about a boy close to being a teenager but still young at heart living in a place far from the real world, and always thought his aunt was the bes...

Dorothy quickly turned her broomstick around to flee from a large projectile!

It was like nothing Andrew ever saw; a big rock that looked like cookie dough sliced through by a triangle shaped slicer made out of dirty gold tint. When Dorothy managed to evade it flying over it it reversed its trajectory falling back the same way it was launched.

With ÄRMs any human could look like a monster or a titan from Greek mythology, so Andrew figured in his few days here. However, while his eyes focused on the projectile tracing back like someone going through their own footsteps, he saw the face of a malevolent cat. A cat with red eyes, completely black lens, yellow fur with brown dimples, black upper torso with abs that were very hard. In laymen's terms, it was a cattaur; a cat mixed with a human that looked like a minotaur.

"Is this the part where we flee from the beast trying to kill us?" Andrew asked.

Dorothy didn't say anything. She lowered the broomstick instead of moving it. In no time at all, the broomstick was on the ground and the cattaur loomed over them.

"You'll make zero progress running away from your enemies like that."

Andrew darted his eyes in the direction of the cattaur. It was hitting the giant ball repeatedly creating a crater in the ground before it shrunk into a tiny gumball ÄRM. Andrew prepared his glove to use glove to use an ÄRM.

"Save your energy, nephew. He's not a servant of malady." A malevolent person said, guess who.

It wasn't his Aunt Adena if that was your first guess. It was Alice.

She looked like a primadonna of a famous model striding towards the cattaur while her alligator tail swayed left and right. And then, she dropped on all her fours with her fingernails scrapping the dirt.

Cattaur threw his little ÄRM in the woods. Then he tired fiercely like a panther would before killing. That roar though was making a sound of the ball growing bigger. Not only could it grow, it seemed to be able to hit Alice. She was almost crushed by it, but she moved faster than any animal and crunched her fangs into the cattaur's neck.

Dorothy smirked. "Good job. You avoided an attack that was just waiting for you to do nothing."

Alice sat down on he very ball that tried to squash her as the cattaur collapsed chest first.

"There, no one is after you now, hero who was almost lynched by the wrong person. Now grab that middle age witch's waist and fly out of-"

Andrew felt a very strong rumble that didn't feel like an earthquake but feet. It was surprising how it could be so powerful so fast when the footsteps seemed to already be so close and he didn't feel anything until now.

And then...dozens of minotaur looking animals cleared the trees and peered at the trio: dogtaur, snaketaur, parrottaur, and even mousetaur. There was another cattaur, grey fur with the right ear and eyesocket black, kneeling down and holding its unconscious friend by the chest.

Andrew felt sorry now that he knew the tough cattaur had friends, but it didn't change the mean glares the taur's gave them. They were stepped up ready to hurt Alice before hurting Andrew...all of a sudden a lullaby that worked making the taur's calm down. It worked so well, they took their friend and left the trio alone.

"Dorothy?" Andrew asked, almost inquiring that he needed her help teaching him that. She shook her head. "Alice?"

"I'm only as good as my first bite. And besides, who would fight an army for their bosses' enemy?"

Andrew knew the only answer he was getting out of this bizarre occurrence was what he could see with his own eyes. After at first seeing nothing but tree foliage and a few big rocks, he saw a man playing a flute-a piccolo actually but played like a flute.

He had very long green hair mostly in the nape of his neck with a long santa-esque pink hat and a red poof ball on the hat. His attire was a red coat with a white shirt, pants so weak in fabric they were almost like beige paper mache, beige boots with long brown laces, and a gold watch sticking out of the back of his right shoe.

"W-Who are you?" Andrew asked.

Alice smiled malevolently knowing she was told forthcoming of the one who could tame the beasts.

'Seeing this strong man is better than seeing that grabby little shrimp.'