The Wicked Good
Disclaimer: I don't own them or anything that has to do with the wonderful world of Oz.
Pairings: DG/Cain, maybe a pinch of Az/Glitch for flavor
Author's Note: Greetings! I'm obviously new to writing for this fandom, but have fallen in love with it nonetheless. I really tried hard to think up something new and different to add to the great stories already here, and hopefully I've succeeded. So please do read, enjoy, and of course, REVIEW!
Here Comes Trouble
It'd become one her favorite pastimes, searching long forgotten corridors and hidden rooms of the Central City Palace. The Royal family had made the long decrepit and defiled place at the center of the city their own once more, and a makeshift base of operations from which the recovery of the O.Z. could start.
And while DG certainly wasn't complaining, there were only so many "Princess of the O.Z." lessons and duties a girl like her could stand before she just had to run off and do something fun. So with there being an extreme lack of TV, and everything else "Other-Sidely" to fill the need, DG had decided that she would try and make her own fun.
The first thing she'd tried blew up in her face, literally. She doubted that Glitch would ever let her in his lab again too, considering the both of them had had to grow new eyebrows because of her.
The second thing she tried only gave her a really sore hand and very wounded pride. The horse she'd chosen for her first riding lesson had promptly bit her, and knocked her over into a conveniently placed manure pile. It'd taken the threat of forcibly removing some very precious parts on her part to finally wipe that infuriating half-smile/smirk off Cain's face too, since he'd witnessed the entire ordeal. For obvious reasons DG could have cared less about ever learning to ride a horse properly again.
Needless to say, DG had been ecstatic to have finally found something fun to do that hadn't gotten her into trouble the first time she'd tried it. Especially considering the last idea she'd tried before finding it.
Raw had been very understanding about it, but becoming an animal groomer was definitely not in her future.
So there she was, scouting previously unknown territory, humming her own secret agent/ninja theme music down one of the many dark and dusty corridors that the Palace still held. And, thank God, she was alone.
Cain was great and all as a bodyguard, but she could only take so much of the whole bordering-on-stalker protector behavior that he'd been exhibiting lately. It was instances like that that made her wish most for her quiet little attic bedroom back in Kansas, where she could spend hour upon hour alone without interruption if she wanted.
It was a rare thing to be royalty and be totally alone at the same time, and DG had learned to seize those moments with both hands when they showed themselves. She'd only been able to seize those moments a handful of times, however, thanks to Cain's tendency to take up residence as her shadow and a schedule of princess lessons that gave her nightmares.
She'd been itching for another adventure in those darkened halls, when Cain had finally been called away from her side on matters of some Royal Guard importance. In no time DG was off to explore the not so hallowed grounds of the Central City Palace, her next lesson forgotten completely.
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