***You don't know how many tries this took to get right for me. Anyways, except for the many (sorry) OC's, I own nothing.

Chapter Two: Movin' Right Along

Crazy. Insane. Off. Batty. Mad. You're probably thinking all these things right now. Trust me, I'm the princess and it's legit. What was once snowy-white fabric, stitches, and leaves is now pale skin, no marks (save for a scar on my arm, but that's another story for another time), and human insides. The only similarity is long red hair and glasses. So that's what I look like.

How was it done? Well, it took a little more than faith, trust, and pixie dust. There were two vials: one to convert the user into their supposed "human" form and one to reverse the effects of the first. Getting them took a dent in my wallet, a whole lot of talking, and the promise of painting the back wall of the Witch Sisters' Shop back at home. They'll kill me for not getting it done.

Speaking of home, I'm seriously considering going back again. I'm nineteen now, all grown up. Think about it: I could see my old friends again. Patch things up with Jack and Sal-Mom and Dad. Right. They're my parents.

"Okay. You're going to leave this house, leave this town, go through the woods, jump throught the portal, go to Mom and Dad, and I can't do this!" I cried in defeat. Yep, total failure. "Wren?" Sonia. She looked up with those sparkly green eyes. "Yeah, kid?" I asked. Sonia put her hands on her hips, seven-year-old attitude flaring.

I couldn't help but laugh. "What I'm doing ain't that easy."

But Sonia wasn't taking it. She stood on the counter (we were in the bathroom, my own reflection was demotivating me) and grabbed my shoulders so that I was at my full height. "Who's all grown up?" Sonia asked.

"I am...?"

"Who once came up with an excuse note so good for Wilson because he accidentally slept in that the teacher bought it?"

"I did."

"Who has all the skills for trick-or-treating?!"

"I do!"

"Who can do...um...whatever you were talking about?!"

"I can!"

"Who can?!"

"I can!"

"Girls!"

Uh-oh. Miranda.

"Sorry, Mom!" Sonia apologized, clearly embarrassed.

XxX

It was much later at night. While the rest of the Notarus family was sleeping soundly, I had been packing. Yep, it's time to go on home. What will my parents say? How will the town react? The suspense is killing me?

So that the Notarus family wouldn't panic, they were given this note:

Dear Miranda, Hector, Sonia, and Wilson.

You have been very kind to me-and I am grateful-but I have to go to my real home. I'm 19, they just might be missing me.

Love, Wren.

XxX

Lord, this is taking forever!

Anyways, I've been walking since about 11:00 PM to the current time of 4:24 AM. Lord. But soon enough, I saw the doors. At last! The potion to reverse the transformation's effects was heavy in the pockets of my jeans. Was I really going to do this?

After quite some thinking, the choice was set. I dumped the potion on my head and nearly fell a few seconds later. Bones and leaves are really different.

So I forced myself over to the Halloween door, put my hand on the knob, and did the craziest thing possible, even by the "Wren Notarus (I guess Skellington now)" scale. And yes, that is a thing.

I jumped into the portal.

***Lead-in, check. The chapter title is several lyrics from the song "Movin' Right Along" from The Muppet Movie. The 1979 one, not the 2011 one. And I'll see you all later.