Oz and Dracula entered the library and took a quick peek around. The Librarian, a shorter woman with short black hair and green eyes, was busy reading a book which left many of the students to study and chat freely. No one was particularly loud and it did help the stress of studying greatly.

The shorter boy looked over and spotted a table of familiar faces. He smiled a bit when a certain girl came into view with an armfull of books for the group. Dracula noticed his expression and followed his gaze.

Dracula: Looks like the four of them are back at it. The top four students of Ever After.

Oz: And of course they're all broads. But, if anything, it gives me a bit of hope for the future.

Dracula: True. Ever After has always been ruled by a queen. I feel a lot more comfortable if she's as confident and competent as those four.

Oz: Oh, I just meant by how gorgeous they are. If they're like this, just imagine what the next generation of girls will be like! Our kids are gonna be set.

Oz began to fawn over the idea of beautiful women. This idea was smacked, literally, out of his head thanks to Dracula. Oz winced and held his head while Dracula crossed his arms.

Dracula: Focus. We're here for a reason, remember?

Oz rubbed his wound as someone approached them. The two looked up as the girl stopped and crossed her arms.

Mulan: Of course it's you making this much noise. Don't you know this is a library?

Oz lifted his hand with a smile.

Oz: Mu, how are ya doing?

Dracula: Sorry about the noise. This one was being an idiot. As per usual.

Mulan: Of course he was. But, what are you two doing here? You both left so suddenly during breakfast.

The two boys looked at each other.

Oz: We'll, that's a bit of a story.

Mulan: Someone is rising Druids? Why?

Oz shrugged. The trio were now hiding among the bookshelves as to not raise any concern toward their peers. Or, rather, to not tip off anyone should the one responsible be listening. But Mulan was like Oz, she couldn't use magic.

Mulan: This sounds like a serious issue. I get why Madam Yaga would put you two on it.

Dracula: My guess is Evil. She's always up to something.

Oz: That might be true, but she's been in detention for the last few weeks after she tried to poison Pinocchio.

And no one ever escapes detention. Not even her. But that didn't mean she was out of the list of suspects. No one was, unfortunately. Everyone had to be considered. But, luckily, there was a way to narrow down the list.

Dracula: Whoever created the Druids had to be a gold ranked magic user at least.

Indeed. There were only five in Ever After High that could cast such a spell. Baba Yaga was one of them, Evil Queen was another, the Dark Fairy, Good Fairy, and....

Wicked: Oh. Secret meeting.

Oz flinched and turned around to see a very familiar student standing there with a sweet smile.

Wicked: Is this invitation only?

Right. Wicked Witch was the only other student on the list. But, it was pretty clear that it wouldn't be her. She was the prime example of someone who was not like what her destiny said. Wicked was well known for being nothing short of a kind, sweet, loving girl.

Which was also why Oz nor Dracula considered her.

Dracula: Hello, Wicked. Did we bother you?

Wicked: Never. I just saw you three and I figured I'd say hey.

Dracula looked to his friend who was now unknowingly watch as Wicked spoke to Mulan. He nudged the shorter boy who snapped out of his thoughts. He smiled as an apology before Wicked turned back to them.

Wicked: So, what is this all about?

Dracula and Oz knew they couldn't tell her exactly what they were doing, so they quickly came up with an idea to cover for themselves.

Oz: Just lookin' for somethin'. Like....a spell book? Somethin' with spells that could maybe....raise the dead?

Dracula: You wouldn't happen to know where we could get one, would you?

Wicked tapped her chin and gave it some thought.

Wicked: A spell book with necromancy spells? Well, considering that's evil magic, I'd say you'd have to check the Old Library.

The Old Library. It was a building resting on the edge of the the cliffs, overlooking Book End. It used to be the main Library until an incident made it too hazardous for students to enter. Now it was mostly used for storage and was treated as a kind of restrictive area. Only permission from the Headmaster would get anyone in it.

That being said, there would be no chance of them getting said permission. Milton would never allow it. Especially if he learns why they needed to get in there.

So, plan B sounded the best.

Oz: Sounds good. Thanks, greenbean.

He winked at her with made her smile a bit. She always did like the nicknames he gave her. And it was times like this that annoyed Dracula. He wanted the two to be happy with each other, but with the way things were, that just wasn't possible right now.

Wicked: No problem. If you guys need help with your research, don't be scared to ask.

Oz: Scared? Of you? Never. Ya too cute to get me scared.

Wicked started to blush and took a step back, putting her hands up.

Wicked: W-What?!

Oz laughed began to tease her more as Wicked tried to defend herself. Mulan and Dracula both sighed.

Mulan/Dracula: Why are they so cute?

Dracula: Come on, Oz. We should get going.

Oz stopped pulling in Wicked's cheeks and nodded.

Oz: Alright alright. Don't get ya cape in a bunch.

He let go of Wicked and fixed her hat before winking and following Dracula out. Wicked pushed her lips and puffed her cheeks in annoyance.

Wicked: I swear, he's the only one who can get me flustered like that!

Mulan: If he's this bad now, I don't know if I want to see how gets when he's an adult.

Wicked thought about how he would be, but she only saw a handsome man with a charming smile. She groaned which made Mulan turn to her confused.
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Badwolf sighed as he sat in the hospital bed. He didn't like being bandaged like a Mummy, but he reasoned it was his fault in the first place. He shouldn't have went and checked out the forest. Maybe he should just start attending class. When was the last time he actually did that?

Cheshire: Looks like you didn't die. Good.

Badwolf looked up from the joke book he was reading to find Cheshire appearing in the room. She was holding a box from a local bakery and had since gotten cleaned up after racing through the forest. She set the box down and looked at his book.

Cheshire: You read those? I got them for you as a joke.

Badwolf: And I have nothing else to do.

Cheshire: Fair enough, buff stuff.

She took a seat beside him and kicked her feet up onto the bed.

Cheshire: Any good jokes?

Badwolf flipped through the pages before he stopped.

Badwolf: What did one orphan say to the other?

Cheshire: What?

Badwolf: Get to the....batmobile...Robin?

The two stared at the book confused.

Cheshire: You know, maybe asking Oz to write some of the jokes wasn't such a good idea.

Badwolf: What is a Batmobile? And what does a bird have to do with being an orphan?

Suddenly, someone else entered the room. The two looked up, but Badwolf immediately froze while Cheshire smirked.

In came Red Riding Hood herself. Badwolf had completely forgotten that she was the nurse's assistant, something she did for extra credit points, and that she would be taking over in the evenings. Cheshire, however, never forgets.

Cheshire: Oh, look at that. Your lady love herself.

Badwolf growled at her before Red stepped into his view. The two turned back to her to see a look of both surpise and slight fear on her face.

Red: O-Oh. Um, you must be the student the nurse was taking care of.

Badwolf's cheeks became a bit flushed while Cheshire hid her grin. She got up and smacked Badwolf's shoulder, making him wince since she hit his wound, before she walked towards the door.

Cheshire: Take good care of my friend here. He saved my life, after all.

She winked to Badwolf, silently wishing him luck, and left the two alone. Both were extremely uncomfortable, but for different reasons.
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Oz and Dracula stood in front of the Old Library which was chained up tight with magic locks. They were enchanted to be unbreakable and they could only be unlocked by a certain key. A key they didn't have.

Oz: So, how are we gonna get in? Breaking and enterin' ain't really your thing, right?

Dracula: Not if I can avoid it. Seems like it's inevitable with you around.

Oz smirked as he brought out a small leather pouch. He approached the door and kneeled down, looking at the locked. He then brought out his lockpicks and got to work.

Magic lockpicks. An extremely rare magical item that allowed someone to be able to unlock magical locks. Of course, the one using this item needs to know how to use it properly. Unlike regular lockpicks, Magic Lockpicks required an unprecedented skill level. Very few can use them.

Oz: Done.

The lock fell to the snow and the chains vanished from the doors. Oz stood back up, swirling the lockpick around his fingers with a smirk. Dracula just stood there, still always impressed when he saw him successfully succeeded in this stuff. He didn't have magic, and yet he was one of the few people in existence that could master different types of magical items. Had to be due to the fact that he wasn't from here.

Then again, Mulan wasn't from here either, but she could only really use magical weapons.

The two entered the library as the lamps inside slowly began to turn on, providing some light. It was noticeably colder inside due to the stone foundation. Oz shivered a bit and tried to pull his coat tighter.

Oz: It's colder than a Colorado winter in here.

Dracula: What the hex is a Colorado winter?

Oz sighed. He really wished someone here knew his references sometimes.

Dracula: Well, whatever. We should try and spit up. There's a lot to look through and we can't exactly spend all day reading books.

Oz: To be honest, I don't even really want to spend an hour reading no books. Let's get started.

Dracula nodded. The two split off and began to cheek the shelves that contained older books. Dracula recognized a few titles from the list of banned reading material as issued by the Royal Families, but there were a few that he had never seen before. Books of older spells, history books from events he had never heard of before, forgotten fairytales, even some old shopping catalogs from back when people used those.

Oz saw more or less the same, but he did also spot a few books that peaked his interest. He pulled one out and looked at it. He then read the cover of the leather book.

"History of Monsterkind"

Oz: Huh. Drac might like this one.

He tucked it away into his coat but stopped when he saw another book. He grabbed it and smiled.

"History of The Kingdom Games"

Oz: And this one I will definitely enjoy.

He smiled and placed the book with the other. He then resumed his search. He whistled a tune to himself as he began to scan through the books. This shouldn't take too long.

4 Hours Later

Oz: Draaaaaaaaac. I'm booooooored.

Dracula looked up from the book he was reading to find Oz sitting in what appeared to be a throne he had crafted out of various books and other items. Ancient items that were probably very dangerous. How was he just so carefree?

Dracula: Well, maybe you should hurry up and find something that can help us.

Oz lifted up what appeared to be a lamp and shrugged. He rubbed it a bit before it began to react. Dracula and Oz watched as the lamp began to leak strange pink smoke before a figure emerged.

???: Who has awaken me for my power?

Oz and Dracula shared a look before looking back to the figure.

Oz: Uh, me?

The figure posed up for a moment, then relaxed, revealing her true form.

???: Oh, sweet. I thought you were going to be some warmongering jerk. Nice to meet you, my name is Gigi.

Oz smiled.

Oz: Nice to meet ya, Gigi. My name is Oz. That brooding shadow over there is Dracula.

Dracula just sat there baffled. Was that an actual Genie? Like, a live Genie? They were supposed to be extinct. What was one doing here?

Gigi: I see. Oz and Dracula. But, since you rubbed the lamp, you get the three wishes.

Oz tilted his head to the side.

Oz: Three wishes? What does that mean?

Dracula and Gigi nearly fell over by his question.

Dracula suddenly grabbed his friend by his coat and got close.

Dracula: You just freed a Genie and you don't even know what they did?! Why are you so careless about this stuff?!

Oz: What are you yellin' at me for?!

Dracula shook the shorter boy while Oz whined. Gigi watched this with a blank stare before dropping her head.

Gigi: Why is it that I always get stuck with people like this?

She cleared her throat which got the boys' attention.

Gigi: Now, I will explain my role, so listen closely.

Dracula let go of Oz, making him fall to the floor.

Gigi: You see, I am a Genie. A being who has the ability to grant wishes to whoever should free me from my lamp. You are allowed 15 wishes.

Oz: 15?! Seems like a lot. I dunno what I would even wish for.

Dracula sighed to himself. Not because it was Oz making the wishes, but because it was totally Oz that was making the wishes.

Oz's heart was pure. As a matter of fact, Dracula couldn't name a single person who could match his selflessness. The things he would do for others, putting his life on the line for things that have nothing to do with him. He always stepped up for the people he cared about. Even for strangers. Hex, even for enemies sometimes.

So he trusted Oz to make the right call for.....

Oz: For my first wish, I wanna know what kind of underwear every girl in Ever After High is wearing. Except for Baba Yaga!

Dracula choked on his own spit while Gigi sighed.

Gigi: As you command.

She clapped her hands and Oz grabbed his head. He began to grin as flashes of everyone's underwear appeared in his head.

Oz: Hehe. Nic.....

Time seemed to slow as Oz felt a strong force on his cheek. Oz's head began to turn as the force of Dracula's punch spread across his body. The choir sang as Oz's feet left the ground and his smiled became embedded onto his face.

Time resumed as Oz flew straight into one of the piles of books and artifacts. Gigi gasped while Dracula growled.

Dracula: TAKE THIS SERIOUS, YOU PERVERT!

Oz just grinned. It didn't matter. He already won.
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Charles Charming, the oldest son of the Charming Family and recently crowned head of said family, sat against a tree with a book. This was about the only time he had any real peace from the seemingly endless waves of adoring girls who were seeking his hand in marriage. Even with a fianceé, they didn't give up hope.

He closed his book and rose to his feet, stretching a bit before letting out a yawn. Despite being the new head of the Charming Family, he had yet gotten to work with whatever duties were now in his lap. He didn't really care to. Besides, he was still healing the last of his injuries from the massive battle that had taken place about a month ago now.

He entered the library and quickly looked around to make sure no one else was around. There were a few students, but none of them seemed to have noticed he was there. He quickly headed to return the book to it's place on the shelf, but he didn't go completely unnoticed.

Snow: I was wondering where you were.

Charles looked over to Snow White herself. She had spotted him when he walked in. Being the daughter of the Queen of Ever After would make one think that everyone would recognize her, but she was like Charles. After years of attention, they were able to mask their presence to some degree.

It hardly worked on each other, however.

Snow: I didn't see you in Kingdom Management 101 this morning. You or Oz. Did I miss a memo?

Charles sighed. Of course Oz ditched. Or, what was it he called it? Playing Hooky?

Charles: I didn't get a memo either. I just didn't feel like going.

Snow pouted a bit.

Snow: You really ought to. You're now being crowned King and your family is relying on you.

Charles groaned.

Charles: Don't remind me.

He rubbed the back of his neck in annoyance.

Charles: If I knew I would get nagged on this much, I would've just let my father kill me.

Snow crossed her arms.

Snow: Regardless if you did, Oz still would've stepped in to save you.

Charles: Yeah, I know.

He turned back to her.

Charles: Speaking of, where is he? I needed to talk to him about the upcoming games. He's supposed to be on the team but he hasn't submitted his application yet.

Snow: That sounds about right. Knowing him, he'll probably wait until the last possible moment to do it.

Charles: And he'll get away with it. For someone with no magic, he sure has a surprising amount of luck.

That fact was undeniable.
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Oz: Mmm. What else should I wish for?

Oz sat on the floor with his legs crossed. Dracula sat at one of the Old tables while Gigi hovered in the air, waiting for Oz's 14 other wishes.

Dracula: Whatever it might be, it better not be something stupid like your first wish.

Oz: Well, now I'm just tempted.

Dracula shot him a look. He then sighed.

Dracula: Well, we *are* on a mission right now. Maybe use your wishes to figure out who's summoning those Druids.

Oz snapped his fingers.

Oz: I know!

He pointed at Gigi.

Oz: I wish for a corndog!

Dracula: Awhatnow?

Gigi clapped her hands and a corn dog appeared in Oz's hand. Oz grinned from ear to ear while Dracula stared at it confused.

Dracula: What is that?

Oz: A corndog. It's a food from my world. As a matter of fact....

One wish later Dracula was holding a corndog of his own.

Oz: Thanks, Gigi!

Oz took a bite while Dracula just stared at his. He sniffed it and decided to at least try it. He immediately perked up.

Dracula: It's good.

Oz finished his food and let out a happy sigh.

Oz: Alright. Can't think on an empty stomach now. So, 12 more wishes, yeah?

Gigi: Yep. 12 more wishes before I return to my bottle.

Oz: Got it.

He began to rub his chin. He could really wish for anything. Power, money, women, anything. But, he didn't really need any of those things. What he really needed was answers.

Oz: Okay, Gigi. For starters, I wish that all the Druids that are still wonderin' around were gone.

Gigi: Oh. Alright.

She clapped her hands. Dracula felt a slight drop in magical force, telling him that the remaining Druids were now gone.

Dracula: That should be a big set back for whoever was rasing them. Good thinking.

Oz gave him a thumbs up. He then turned back to Gigi. 11 more wishes.

Oz: Hey, real quick. What exactly are your limits?

Gigi: What do you mean?

Oz: Well, say I wished to know who was responsible for rasin' the Druids.....

Gigi: Oh, I see.

Dracula caught on as well. It was a good question to ask, considering they were working without any known boundaries so far.

Gigi: I wouldn't be able to just zap it into your head, since I wouldn't know myself.

Oz: But you were able to let me know what underwear the girls were wearing. Why?

Dracula raised a brow. Where was this going?

Gigi: Well, I have the information at my disposal. My magic could travel through the school and see.

Oz: So you would know who was rasin' the Druids if they were doing it right when I wished it.

Dracula: Oh, I see. You need to be able to actually witness it firsthand. Because the necromancer hasn't summoned any more Druids since we let you out....

Oz: You wouldn't know. But if you're out while they do it....

Dracula: You would be able to tell us.

Gigi crossed her arms.

Gigi: I suppose that's right.

Oz: Well, I don't really feel like just sitting here and waitin' for that to happen. But, it doesn't seem like we really have a choice.

Dracula: Maybe you can finally go to class.

Oz groaned.

Dracula: Or, you could submit your application for the Kingdom Games.

Oz: OH! I FORGOT I NEEDED TO DO THAT!

Oz jumped up and ran out of the library in a sprint. Dracula just sighed while Gigi floated over to him.

Gigi: The Kingdom Games? Those are still going?

Dracula: Yes, they are. Every three years a new one is held. And it just so happens that this is his third year.

Gigi: Wow. I'm surpised he didn't use his wish for me to grant him something to win.

Dracula smirked a bit.

Dracula: He would never. It's not who he is.

And it never would be.

But, this is where the story ends here. The story of how Gigi first met Oz and Dracula. But the story was just a stop along a greater journey.

And this would not be the last time Gigi and Dracula would meet.

The End Is Just The Beginning...

So, is this the end of this little side story? No. The rest of this story will be revealed in Monster High, the sister story to this one. This was just kind of a hold over for me to plan the next few chapters for this story and figure out where to take it.

The Kingdom Games will be important, wink wink.

As for the rest of what is happening, you'll have to read Ever After High: Year 0 to understand stuff like the Charming Family and Badwolf and Red's story.

Yes, this is shamless advertising. No, I won't apologize.

-lexi<3