This is where a women from our world is reborn into Dr. Bushroot's place, making waves and changing the whole cartoon by just being born and refusing to be Reginald, but respecting his dream enough to try to do it her own way. Crossovers will happen later on in the story.

-Chapter Start-

She could remember reading stories about reincarnation or being reborn.

Most involved being reborn in their favorite book, anime, TV show, or even movie. It was a nice thought and idea, but she never really thought about what would happen after death. She was young, it never really crossed her mind.

But then she woke up to light, loud talking, and so many different smells. Blurry movement and the sensation of being held by large hands hit her. Soon she was placed on something white and soft, a beating sound under her.

It hit her then that she died, and she had no idea how that happened.

All she could remember that she fell asleep last night...At least she hopes it was last night. And now she is laying on a women's chest. The burning smell of chemicals and body fluids is not leaving her, and her body feels weird. Like she has extra and is missing something, like she has more but it replaced something. It didn't sit right with her.

Her Mama, her Dad...Was she really never going to see them again? Her Mama's bright blue eyes smiling at her? Her Dad's soft chuckle when she did something funny? Was it really all gone, slipping through her fingers for whatever reason?

The heartbeat under her head told her 'Yes.', and that scared her beyond all belief. If only she knew how it happened!

Was her death so bad that her brain blocked it from her? That it was bloody and horrifying that it would break her? Why was she even reborn to begin with? She never believed in it, so why?!

"What should we name her?" A males voice sounded out. It was smooth and not too deep.

'Oh God, what is going on!?' She wiggled, trying to process what was going on. 'Where am I?!'

"Oh, she is a lively one!" The same male voice laughed, a tired higher pitched one following after it.

"I was thinking...Regina." The women's voice said, soft arms cuddling. "Regina Camellia Bushroot."

Tears were falling from her eyes. She didn't understand everything that was going on, only that now she was apparently named Regina. It is driving her mad, knowing that she will never see her family again.

Glancing up with a whimper, she saw blurry white, brown, and orange moving around. One leaned closer, making her able to feel hair moving around her.

"Hush my little Queen, all is going to be fine~" The women's voice cooed out, trying to hush the whimpering. "Mommy's here~"

Regina closed her eyes, wishing it all was a dream.

When she opened her eyes once again, she was in a different room, filled with colorful blurs.

And then it hit her when they shoved a bottle in her mouth.

'This isn't a dream, is it?'

-End Chapter-

The Camellia Flower in Japan symbolizes the divine and represents the coming of spring. It is used in religious and sacred ceremonies. In Korea, it symbolizes faithfulness and longevity. There are many different meanings for the flower, and can change depending on the color and if you put it with another color. For example, putting Red and Pink camellias together and giving it to someone expresses romantic love.

Most common are - Desire or Passion, Perfection and Excellence, Faithfulness and Longevity.

Regina means Queen in Latin.