"Baseball?!" Everyone, including Carley exclaimed as I attached the note to a rock and threw it out the same broken window from before.

"Yeah. Baseball. What's wrong with that?" I wondered.

"What's wrong with it? It's a sport that involves getting dirty and sweaty with scratch marks from sliding to home plate. On top of trying to scrub the blood and mud out of your clothes," Cinderella informed me.

"And why is that a problem again?"

"She's a germaphobe, remember?" Carley reminded me.

"Oh, yeah. But you have to get a little dirty when you play a game outside," I implied to Cinderella.

"Well, I won't be a part of such a dirt infested game," The Neat Freak Princess told me.

"Would you rather play Football? It's more of a dirtier game than Baseball, along with Wrestling."

"What kind of Football and Wrestling?"

"Sumo Wrestling and Tackle Football. And I don't think you have the body mass to play those games against Charming's team."

"There's only one problem with what you picked. None of us don't know how to play baseball," Snow White informed me.

"None of you guys never played Baseball?" I said in Disbelief.

"Nope."

"Nuh-uh."

"Never."

"Saw it on TV, but never really tried it."

Then I look at Carley to see what her response is who said, "I use to play baseball in my freshman year, but I wasn't very good at throwing or catching the ball when it came my way a few times in the field."

"Well, at least you played for a while," I said as I ran my hand through my dark brown hair with a sigh behind it, "Well, I guess I'm gonna have to train you guys as best as I can."

"And what makes you think I'll be playing that filthy game?" Cinderella inquired.

"It's either that or die from a nuclear bomb that killed thousands of people a few years ago," I refreshed her mind as all of the princesses went quiet until……

"Fine. We'll play baseball. But we have to wait for Charming's answer," Snow White said as she saw a rock hit, this time, Carley in the back of her head.

"Ow!" She said as I picked up the rock and saw that it had a yes on it in red.

"Then, it's settled. We start early tomorrow," I announced to everyone.

"Wait. What about the day we go up against Charming?" Fiona said.

"Oh. I wrote that we'll be ready in three months."

"Three months?!" The princesses exclaimed as Snow White said, "Are you crazy?!"

"Maybe," I plainly said.

"We'll never get ready! And on top of that, we don't even know how to play or what the rules are!" Sleeping Beauty told me.

"Like I said: don't worry about it until tomorrow when we start practice," I told everyone calmly, "Any other questions?" Then, I see Cinderella slowly raise her hand. "And no, Cinderella, I can't change the field to a cleaner area."

"Awww!" Cinderella pouted, putting her hand down in disappointment.

"So, what do we do during that time?" Lillian asked.

"……I don't know….I guess just lay around like couch potatoes until then," I replied.

"Sounds good to me," Snow White smiled, laying on a nearby couch as for the rest to the remaining evening, everyone just layed around like a bunch of couch potatoes and watched TV until everyone went to bed, leaving me up as I was sitting on top of the roof, staring at the moon.

During that time, I felt my entire body change as turned into a werewolf. I was a little freaked out when that happened, but realized this could also be an advantage, along with being made of rubber, hearing someone's footsteps approach me.

"Leah? Are you there?" I heard Carley's voice call out.

"Uh, hey. What are you doing up this late?"

"I couldn't sleep. And……what happened to you?"

"………I don't know…….I guess since I ate that Gum-Gum Fruit, I turned into a werewolf when the sun goes down now," I managed to explain with my head behind my head.

"Oh…..Well, that's coo. I just couldn't see you," Carley said.

"What do you mean you couldn't see me?" I wondered what Carley meant.

"I have something called Tunnel Vision that makes me visually impaired. It means that I can't see sides very well or anything at a distance. And when it's dark, I can barley see a thing," Carley explained.

"Oh." I didn't know Carley had that kind of condition. I thought she's just a normal person like everyone else as she sits next to me. "But what about when it's light out? Can you see then because of the light?"

"Yes. But when it's night time, the only thing I can see is darkness. I have to sometimes have to rely on my other senses to help me get to where I need to go."

"I'm just asking this, but how did you find me when you said you couldn't see a thing at all?"

"I was able to feel my way here when I was a pair of glowing red eyes staring at me."

"Oh. Can you see a little bit of my face?"

"A little bit, but no much."

"Oh." In my werewolf form, I had dark brown fur that covered my entire body that was three times bigger then a normal human with sharp fangs, long claws, and red slanted eyes. Me, and Carley were quiet for a while until I sighed, "So….what'd you want to talk about?"

"Carley began to nervously fidget who said, "…..Well, I, uh …I don't think I should train tomorrow."

"What? Why?"

"I'm disabled. I'm gonna lose the game for everyone."

"What makes you think that'll happen? And what considers yourself disabled" I asked Carley.

"Despite having Tunnel Vision, one of my legs are bigger than the other one (A/N: I'm not sure if that's true or not since I read one of your chapters, you know who), making me look hunched over," Carley told me.

"Hunched over?"

"I have Scoliosis which also makes it a little bit harder on me because my spine is curved into a 'C' making my back sore most of the time."

"Have your parents thought of getting you surgery?"

"I never really bring those things up because my dad will usually say that it won't work on someone like me because of how I am. My parents are different from people on TV. My mom acts weird when I'm around her, and my dad is ashamed of me for being a disabled diabetic. I have a little sister, and my parents treat her like a normal person, unlike me. They treat me like……like…….."

"Like you're not even a part of the family. Like an outcast for being different from everyone else," I finished as Carley looks at me in surprise, knowing myself how it is to be an outcast for being different, "When I was younger, people use to pick on me for being and talking different from everyone in my class. I was outcasted from a lot of people that didn't seem to like me because of it. I was a little bit taller that most girls my age when I was 12. The schools in PG County didn't care about me, so I was on my own for a while."

"Did you tell your parents about what happened?"

"I did, and complained to the schools, but still, they kept picking on me. And now, it's kinda hard for me to trust people now because of people calling me fat, slow, and a nerd. I didn't have any friends to help me out during that time. My mom was doing the best she could, and my dad left the car when I was nine, and I was fighting with my brother who use to talk about me behind my back, so I almost hated everyone in my school for treating me like that," I said, looking at the full moon, "But now, my family's doing fine once we moved out of that part of the county and made lots of friends."

"That's good to know," Carley said.

"And when I mean lots of friends, I 'm including you."

"Me?" Carley surprisingly said.

"Yeah! I don't become friends with just people in my school. I make friends that like me for who I am. So, don't worry about what your family says you can or can't do. You're nineteen years old. If you can't stand them telling you negative crap, then find somewhere else to live."

"That's true...but...do you really want to have a friend who's disabled?"

"Phhtt! Please! I have a few friends that are in Special Ed I met during community service and when I was at school, and they're cool. So, you being my friend isn't any different. Despite you living in the United Kingdom."

Carley smiled at what I said as she surprisingly hugged my waist with her head against my chest. "Thank you, Leah for being so nice to me."

"Like I said: You're my friend and that's what friends do. I'm nice to all my friends as long as they're nice to me," I said, giving Carley a gentle hug in return who smiled during it.

"You're fur is so soft and warm," She randomly said.

"Uh, thanks," I thanked Carley for the compliment as I yawned loudly.

"Getting tired?"

"Uh-huh. I'm going to bed. You coming?"

"You go on. I'm gonna stay out here for a little bit longer."

"Okay. Goodnight, Carley."

"Goodnight, Leah."

I walk into one of the extra rooms in the castle and fell asleep as Carley stayed up and looked at the bright moon for the rest of the night.