In a town called Peach Creek lived two kids. There lived more, but these two were most important for our story. One of them lived on a farm, and the other worked for him to earn money.
"Wilfred! How many times has Rolf told you?! No eating from Rolf's vegetable patch! Bad Wilfred!"
"Rolf, he's just a piglet. You shouldn't yell. He doesn't know any better."
The girl picked the young pig up, pulling the carrot from his mouth.
"Yes, but it is our job to teach him better, Italy-Bella-girl," The boy, Rolf, said.
"But yelling scares him," The girl, Bella, said, holding the piglet in her arms, "Doesn't it? Come on, let's get you something else to eat."
Rolf rolled his eyes as he cleaned up the vegetable patch. Bella dumped some food in the feeding trough for Wilfred, who happily gobbled it up. Bella smiled and scratched him behind his ear.
"Hey Rolf, have you seen Felice?" Bella asked, standing up.
"Rolf has not, Bella-girl," Rolf said, replanting the eaten crops.
"Hmm, where could she be?" Bella asked herself. She searched around the farm and found her in one of the gardens.
"Felice, you know Rolf doesn't like you in his farms," Bella scolded, picking up the white cat.
Felice meowed and tried to escape Bella's arms. Bella set her down and shooed her away from the farms. Rolf was counting the chickens as he collected the eggs.
"Ah, wonderful," Rolf said, "Good job, Beatrice."
"Whatcha doing, Rolf?" Bella asked.
"Rolf is collecting the eggs, Bella-girl," Rolf said, "And he needs you to count the chickens while Rolf stores the eggs.
"Uh, I dunno," Bella said uneasily, "I'm still kinda sorta scared of birds."
"Fowl will not harm you," Rolf said, "You will be ok."
"Well, ok..." Bella said slowly. Rolf walked off to his house and Bella looked at the chicken house, "Ok...no need to go inside, Bella. You can see them all from here. Uno, due, tre, quadro, cinque..."
Bella finished counting and told Rolf that all the chickens were here.
"Good job, Bella-girl," Rolf said, "That is all. Your assistance is no longer required at the moment."
"Ok," Bella said, "Come on, Felice."
They walked into the nearby woods and found what looked like a trailer park.
"Hmm, haven't been here before," Bella said, "Let's look around."
She walked around the trailer park for a while before running into a woman.
"Oh, ciao," Bella greeted.
"What are you doin' here?" The woman snapped.
"Oh, um, just looking around," Bella said, beginning to feel that she was unwelcome.
"Well get outta here!" The woman yelled, "We don't like strangers."
"Oh, scusate," Bella said quietly, slowly backing up.
"Go on, get!" The woman swiped at Bella, trying to get her to move faster. Felice hissed and scratched the woman's arm, and it bled.
"OW!" The woman shouted, "You little brat! Get back here!"
Bella cried out and ran off with Felice, disappearing in the woods. She sat against a tree, panting, and looked at Felice.
"Felice, you shouldn't have done that," Bella scolded, "Now we're in trouble, alright."
Felice meowed and licked her paw. Bella sighed.
"Come on, let's get going," Bella said, standing up, "Maybe Rolf has more work or something."
They walked back to the farm. When they got there, they headed inside and saw Rolf sitting at the table with that woman. She had the scratch bandaged up.
"Bella-girl, you are here," Rolf said, looking at the older woman.
"Rolf, what's she doing here?" Bella asked. Felice hissed at the woman, hiding behind Bella's legs.
"My name is Miss Kanker," The woman introduced herself, "And I've come to inform you that that cat of yours is to be sent to the pound for assaulting me."
"What?!" Bella cried, "But you can't do that! She's not yours!"
"On the contrary, I can," Miss Kanker said, "Being the owner of Peach Creek, I can do whatever I want."
"No, per favore!" Bella begged, "I told her she shouldn't have, per favore don't take her away!"
"I'm sorry, but I've made up my mind," Miss Kanker said, "I'll be taking her in my pick-up truck outside."
Bella remembered passing by an old pick-up truck outside, but thought nothing of it. Now she wished she had paid attention to it. They walked outside and Miss Kanker put the squirming Felice in the back of the trunk.
"Can I at least say goodbye?" Bella sobbed.
She walked over and kissed Felice by her ear. Miss Kanker got in the truck and drove off, Felice in the back. Once they got far enough away, Felice stood up in the back and jumped out, stumbling onto the grass. Miss Kanker didn't notice as she kept driving.
Felice ran back to the farm, where Bella was sitting with the other animals. Wilfred set his head on her lap as she sobbed. Felice meowed and Bella looked up, smiling, as she scooped up the cat.
"Good job, Felice," Bella said, "I knew it would work. But we can't stay here. What if she comes back?"
Felice meowed in agreement.
"C'mon, let's go," Bella stood up and Felice followed her as they headed home and began to pack.
After Bella was done packing, she and Felice walked down the road. After walked for about ten minutes, they spotted something out of place. It looked like a make shift tent with a bike parked outside. A sign read 'Psychic Readings- 25 Cents.'
"Ooh, a psychic, Felice!" Bella said happily, "Let's check it out!"
She peeked inside to see a boy wearing a green shirt and a backwards red cap leaning back in a chair behind a table.
"Oh, hey," He said quickly, setting the chair down and replacing the cap with a turban, "Hey, and welcome to Psychic Kev's! Wanna do a reading? I just need a picture and I'll tell you what you need to know."
"Well, alright," Bella said.
She pulled out a picture of her, Rolf, Felice, and Wilfred in Rolf's house and a quarter. She handed the two items to Kevin. He pocketed the quarter and looked at the picture.
"Let's see," Kevin said, "Ok, so you came from a farm." He spotted the red, white, and green collar Felice was wearing, "I'm sensing that you moved from Italy."
"That's right," Bella said, amazed, "Isn't this cool, Felice?"
"So, what would you like to know?" Kevin asked.
"Well, I guess what'll happen when I'm gone," Bella said, "Within, say, this week?"
"Ok," Kevin said. Suddenly, he got a notification on his phone, "Hold up, I got a text."
He check the notification, and his eyes widened when it saw what it was.
"Oh shoot, I gotta get outta here," Kevin said, leaping out of his chair and packing up the tent.
"Wait, but I paid for a reading," Bella frowned.
"Fine," Kevin looked like he was focussing, "A giant tornado is coming this way. There."
He cleaned up the tent cartoonishly fast and sped off on his bike.
"A tornado?!" Bella cried, "We have to warn Rolf!"
They two of them ran back to the farm, where Rolf was caring for his animals.
"Bella-girl, where have you been?!" Rolf yelled, "Rolf has been searching for you everywhere!"
"No time," Bella panted, "Tornado- coming this way- gotta go-"
Suddenly, the winds picked up and Rolf stood straight, looking around, seeing the mass of destruction heading their way.
"Get the animals below!" Rolf ordered, rushing to collect his farm animals, who were running around in fear. Bella tried to grab Wilfred, but he squealed and ran into the house, hiding under Rolf's bed.
"Wilfred, get out here!" Bella yelled, reaching under to grab him. Felice crawled under the bed.
Bella felt his back, but at her touch he ran outside, squealing. The tornado was here now, and blew the door in, knocking out Bella as they house was lifted away.
Bella woke up hours later, after the tornado had ceased. She stood up and saw Felice next to her, looking out the window. Bella joined her. Outside was a wonderful colorful world, cheerful and happy. Yet the sight worried Bella.
"Felice, I don't think we're in Peach Creek anymore," Bella said slowly as they walked outside. Suddenly, a giant pink bubble floated down in front of Bella.
"Woah, bubble!" Bella giggled and reached out to pop the pink bubble, revealing a girl.
The girl was dressed in the most gorgeous pink dress, with sparkles and a pink bow in the back. She had matching pink high heels and her short blond hair had a smaller pink bow in the back. She was holding a brown wand.
"Hey, dude!" The girl said with a cheerful smile, "Are you new here?" Suddenly, the girl frowned, "Hey, are you a good witch or a bad witch?"
"Witch?" Bella said, confused, "Am I in Hogwarts or something?"
"No," The girl giggled, "I'm Nazz, the good witch of Munchkin Land."
"Munchkin Land?" Bella repeated, "That's a weird name."
"I know, right?" Nazz laughed, "So, back to my original question. Are you a good witch or a bad witch?"
"Well, I'd suppose good," Bella said, "I mean, it's not like I'm one of Voldemort's Death Eaters or anything."
"Radical!" Nazz beamed, "I could tell, actually. Bad witches are ugly. So, how'd you get here?"
Before Bella could answer, Nazz the Good Witch spotted the house. And sticking out from under it were two feet, wearing green crocks.
"Woah!" Nazz cried, running over. Bella gasped.
"Oh mio Dio, I'm so sorry," Bella said, "I-I didn't see-"
"Don't be sorry!" Nazz smiled, "She was one of the evil witches! Now she's gone! Come on out, little dudes! It's safe!"
Slowly, a bunch of younger kids crawled out of hiding spaces. One had curly white hair, a retainer, and wore a baby blue shirt and white pants. With him was a girl with orange hair and wearing a pink shirt and jeans. The two of them crept over to the dead witch.
"She's dead!" The boy said.
"Hooray, Jimmy!" The girl said happily.
"This is the bestest day ever, Sarah!" The boy said.
"What's going on?" Bella asked.
"She was a meanie," Jimmy said, "She and her sisters scared us and tortured us. They made me eat a wiggley!"
"But now she's gone!" Sarah said.
Suddenly, the sky filled with a green fume, and two witches appeared on broomsticks. One had blue hair covering one eye and the other had curly orange hair covering both her eyes. They both wore black robes.
"Hey hey hey, what's the hub-bub-bub all about?" The orange haired one asked in a gruff voice.
"OMG, Lee, look!" The blue haired one pointed at the feet under the house.
"Holy Toledo!" The orange haired one, Lee, cried, "Alright, who's the wise guy?!"
"I-I'm really sorry," Bella stepped forward, "It was an accident. There was a tornado, and there's no way to drive a house-"
"Quiet!" Lee snapped, "Marie, grab her shoes."
The blue haired one, Marie, went to grab the green crocs from the feet, but drew her hands back as though they had been burnt.
"Yeouch!" Marie cried, "I can't, Lee!"
"What?! Lemmie try!" Lee tried to grab the shoes, but they caused her pain, "Hey, what's goin' on? Why can't we take 'em?!"
"Because shoes this rad can only be worn by the coolest people," Nazz said. She waved her sparkly pink wand and the shoes disappeared, only to reappear on Bella's feet, "Like her."
"Hey, these are pretty comfty," Bella said, "A little big, though."
"Hey, what's the big idea?" Lee asked.
"Those are ours!" Marie snapped.
"Not anymore, witches," Nazz said, "Now they belong to...hey, I never got your name."
"Bella," Bella said.
"Ooh, I like that," Nazz smiled.
"Grazie, it was a birthday present," Bella joked. Nazz giggled.
"There's no time for jokes!" Lee yelled, "One way or another, we'll get those shoes! C'mon, Marie. Let's beat it."
The two evil witches flew off on their broomsticks.
"I can see why they're bad witches," Bella said. Felice sniffed the green crocs, "Hey, these shoes are nice and all, but do you maybe know the way back to Peach Creek?"
"Peach Creek?" Nazz asked, "Nope, sorry dude. But the wizard might! He can do anything!"
"The wizard?" Bella asked, confused. She knew now that it wasn't the Harry Potter kind of wizard.
"Yeah, he's the coolest!" Nazz said, "He'll be able to help ya!"
"Well, how do I find him?" Bella asked.
"That's easy!" Nazz laughed.
"Just follow the yellow brick road!" Jimmy piped up, and for the first time, Bella noticed the yellow and red brick swirl beneath her feet, each color leading off into a path.
"Oh, cool," Bella said, "Well, I guess we're off then. Come on, Felice. Grazie! Nice to meet you all!"
"Bye!" Sarah and Jimmy waved, along with the rest of the Munchkins. Nazz waved her wand and floated off in a giant pink bubble.