Hope you guys enjoy! And don't worry- Stich and Charles will make an appearance.

Her pencil scribbled aggressively against the sheet of paper. The new characters she had been creating were full of life and came to her in the matter of a day. Actually, they came to the young lady in a dream she had had the night before. They stood out from one another (like in the dream), their clothes vibrant and facial expressions full of life. Beverly would be lying if she said she wasn't impressed. Miss Bradford's art had improved over the years, and she could only thank restless nights of practice for that.

Her half smile shined as she leaned back in her desk chair to admire her work. The strands of light brown hair shone through the plastic curlers, against her sweaty forehead. She relaxed as the pencil rested against the wood.

"You've done it again, Bev," she sighed, sitting up and closing the book,"Another one for the portfolio."

Miss Bradford set the book aside. She knew Clemmens University would give her the experience she needed to achieve her dream. Ever since she saw her first princess movie, Beverly wanted to work for the one studio she adored- Disney. It was, because of them, that she found magic in animation and storytelling. She drew new characters daily, and created new stories for their different worlds. The girl was on cloud nine with her future and the plans laid out. All she had to do was pass college and get that future internship before-

"What are you doing?" Carter asked with a chuckle.

Bev glanced over at her brother. At fifteen, he knew more about his sister's dreams than anyone. As he grew older, he saw the developments made in her art and education. If only that internship would come sooner...he honestly couldn't hear another word about it.

"Finishing up the last of 'Under and Above''s characters," She replied with another stretch," I thought I'd never get Cystilla's cape right...but I finally just chopped the ends off and made it edged and creepy."

"Typical villain," her brother sighed," Are you almost ready? The party starts in half an hour and Mom is freaking out because she hasn't seen you yet."

Once Carter left, Beverly hopped into her new outfit and took the curlers out one by one. She already looked like a college student. She looked like the girl Disney would want on their team. At this though, Miss Bradford only smiled.

As she came down the stairs, people filled the backyard. Some were family, some were friends, and others were people she'd never seen before (however, her parents must've known them, judging by their actions). Bev enjoyed parties, especially this one, being that it was for graduation. An array of decorations hung in blue and white (her high school's colors), while the smell of food fluttered all over the backyard. She mingled with everyone that passed her by and discussed her future (which Great Aunt Wilma got excited about, and started to tell those who already knew). At one point, when the party was slowing down a bit, Aunt Crystal and others made their way to Beverly for the second time that night, as they had been dragged away by another aunt that the girl hadn't known.

"Your uncle and I are so proud of you," the aunt said excitedly," Now, your mom was telling Lily and I that you're going to Clemmons?"

"Yes, ma'am," she nodded," I'm off to be a Clemmons Spider. I plan on going into the Animation business."

"The animation business?" her other aunt interrupted.

"Well, yeah," Bev explained," I want to work for Disney-"

"Oh dear," Crystal nervously looked to her niece," You do have a plan to fall back on, don't you? I mean, it's hard to get a job with a big corporation like that- let alone becoming an animator! Besides, you're too old for Disney. You don't really believe in that anymore, do you?"

And the others agreed, nodding their heads and sturring up be told, Beverly had her doubts about getting a job at Disney, let alone with an animation industry. From time to time, she wondered if she should switch her major before it was too late. She had dreams about never getting the job- well, they were more like nightmares. As for not believing- Disney always had magic. The kind that made her feel that the studio was much more than just a studio. It was an experience and a fantasy that she couldn't wrap her head around. But what if the magic wasn't there when she first arrived? What if she didn't get to go at all?

As the moon came to the sky and the party dwindled down, Bev's parents noticed that she didn't speak much. She sat on the steps of her back porch and stared at the blades of grass. She had a lot on her mind at the moment and it killed her. She hated to be alone at a moment like this, but wondered if her thoughts were too foolish for other people to care about. Until her father sat down next to her, a smile on his face.

"Tired?" he asked.

"Mhm," she nodded.

"It was a long party. I hope you had a good time."

"I did- thank you."

"What's bothering you, dear?"

Beverly cursed herself- her dad could always see right through her. Her fingers ran across the old wooden steps, then onto the folds of her dress.

"I don't know if I should become an animator anymore,Dad," she admitted.

"Why not?" he seemed shocked, being that his daughter had wanted to design characters ever since she was a little girl.

"It's just- it's a stupid profession. You heard the way everyone was talking about it tonight. What if I don't get the job I've always wanted? I might not even graduate from college if I fall behind...and Aunt Crystal might be right. Maybe I'm too old for Disney."

Mr. Bradford looked to his side. He knew the time was right to give his only daughter her graduation present. Swiftly, he pulled the wrapped gift from his arm and handed it to the girl, who gave a confused look at him. All the man could do was smile. So, without warning, she tore the front of the paper off. In blue letters (in the famous font) was the title A Spoonful of Sugar: The Magic Behind Disney. The brown leather book had the famous castle hand painted on the cover, with glitter surrounding every point of it. The girl looked back to her father, who had a firmer expression.

"Bev," he answered," I don't want you to ever give up on your dreams. People shouldn't have a say in your decision about your career. You have been dreaming about Disney for YEARS- you love it. And you know what? They'll be lucky to have you in their studios. Besides, everyone knows the magic is real. You're never too old for Disney."

"Thanks Dad," Beverly said with a smile.

As he left, Beverly decided to look into her new book. She flipped to the front, where a handwritten message lay.

"Enjoy the world ahead of you! But be careful; there is more in the pages than you see- Walt Disney."

Bev was intrigued by the quote, and continued. She soon found pictures of beautiful scenes, from concept art to the real deal. The girl was in love with each drawing, enchanted by the beautiful lakes and rivers artists sketched out. She wanted to be in this book more than anything. She wanted her work to be on screen. She wanted it all.

She turned the page and found a picture of a pathway, with trees and a dirt road leading straight on. The scene looked realistic, as if it was a feature of the company's latest film. Bev was glancing at the picture below (a simple house) when she noticed that something had been wrong with the path. She swore (and she could have been crazy) that the picture was moving.

"Okay- now that's a little too ridiculous, Bev," she told herself," I think you need some sleep."

The girl walked inside, holding the book in the same place. As she walked to her room, Beverly studied the picture with deep curiosity. It was moving, and it couldn't have been due to a lack of sleep. She sat on her bed as she traced the picture, then landed her finger on it. As she did, her hand went right through. In shock, Bev tried to pull herself away, but found herself being dragged in even more. With a swift move, she had fallen in- the book shutting behind her as she entered the picture.