~AUTHOR'S NOTE~ Again, I know it's been a long time since I updated, and I'm so sorry! Here's the next chapter, I can't guarantee that the next one will be soon; college is more work than I thought! I also have changed the title of this story from All Falling From the Stars Like Rain to Worlds Falling From the Stars. I like it shorter like that.

~DISCLAIMER~ I still don't own anything except this crazy messed-up story I have built.

NEW CHARACTERS

Sweaty Woman Always present when Superdude is, the Sweaty Woman seems to be his biggest supporter and to know more about him than anyone. She never stops sweating, a trait that must be very cumbersome to Sweaty Woman's alter ego – All That's Lori Beth Denberg.

Dorothy The main character of The Wizard of Oz, Dorothy makes her way through the magical land of Oz to the great Wizard of Oz. The Wizard supposedly will help her find her way home to Kansas. She always travels with her dog, Toto.

Scarecrow He is Dorothy's first companion on the way to the Wizard. In the mythical word of The Wizard of Oz, the Scarecrow doesn't have a brain – yet always seems to know what's going on.

WORLDS FALLING FROM THE STARS Chapter 4

*9 players line up in front of Oliver and Harry*

Oliver: You all played very well. As your captain, I have chosen our five new players. With help from our seeker, Harry Potter.

*Harry nods*

Oliver: Harry, would you please read the roster?

Harry: *clears his throat* Keeper: Captain Oliver Wood.

*Oliver acknowledges crowd*

Harry: Seeker: Harry Potter. That's me. Beaters: Dumbo and Stitch.

Stitch: Yay! Stitch a beater!

*Dumbo grins*

Harry: And finally, Chasers: Merry, Pippin, and Superdude.

*woman steps onto the field*

Sweaty Woman: Yay! Let's hear it for Superdude! Hip hip…!

*silence*

Superdude: Well, thanks for trying anyway, Sweaty Woman!

Sweaty Woman: No problem!

*Sweaty Woman steps off the field and disappears*

Merry: *blinks in confusion a few times, then shakes his head* Pip, we made it! We're chasers!

Pippin: All right! For the Shire!

*both hobbits laugh*

Oliver: I'm sorry to all those who were cut, you all played very well.

*before the others have a chance to complain, the angry mob bursts onto the field*

Angry Mob: Kill the Beast! Kill the Beast! Kill the –

Merry: Aragorn?

Pippin: Legolas?

*Aragorn puts a hand up to stop Mob*

Aragorn: Merry! Pippin! What are you doing here?

Pippin: I'm playing Quidditch!

Legolas: Quidditch?

Merry: Yeah, Pippin and I are the new chasers!

Aragorn: Whoa, whoa, wait. What is Quidditch?

*Merry and Pippin look at each other*

Pippin: Uh, Captain Oliver? What's Quidditch?

Oliver: *to Aragorn and Legolas* Quidditch is the most highly respected Wizard sport.

Aragorn: Oh! I get it. So…where are the Wizards?

*Harry and Oliver glance at each other*

Harry: Uh…we're right here.

Oliver: Harry and I are the only real Wizards. But don't worry. We'll teach the others the rules!

Legolas: You two look awfully young for Maia.

Harry: Maia?

Aragorn: That is the race of Wizards.

Oliver: Well, not us. We're human Wizards.

Aragorn: Human Wizards?

Harry: Yeah. *to Oliver* He must be a Muggle!

Stitch: Muggle?

*he seems to like the word*

Stitch: MUGGLE!

Gaston: *sarcastically* Oh fearless leaders, can we attack the castle now?

Oliver: It's useless to attack that castle.

LeFou: Why?

Oliver: Well, no one's in it!

Superdude: Our Quidditch captain is correct! The castle is abandoned.

LeFou: Abandoned? It can't be!

Stitch: Is. Is abandoned.

*LeFou glares at Stitch as Stitch curls up into a perfect ball and rolls around*

Gaston: It's all right, LeFou. The Beast clearly ran to hide from our mob. But we'll find him!

*he raises a torch*

Gaston: Are you all still with me?

*angry mob cheers and follows Gaston and LeFou out*

Norman: *creepy mother voice* I'll get you Gaston! You should have let me rest more…

*Norman follows Gaston with murderous glint in his eye*

*Aragorn and Legolas watch them leave*

Agent Zed: Perhaps we should follow the angry, homicidal mob.

*Mini Me is already following the mob*

Lester: I agree. It might be fun.

Jar Jar: Meesa doin nothin.

*Four follow the angry mob*

Oliver: Well, that's one way to get rid of the cut players!

*Harry nods*

Aragorn: Um, everyone? Can I say something?

*everyone, even Stitch, stops to pay attention*

Aragorn: Does this feel…wrong to anyone else? I mean, we aren't supposed to be here. We can all feel that.

*Spike and Scott run in – Spike in Vampire face and Scott battle ready*

Spike: Where are they? Where's the angry mob?

Pippin: Who're you?

Spike: Bloody hell, we missed the fight, didn't we?

Scott: What do you care, you can't fight anyway!

Spike: *turning back to human face* But I could have watched!

Aragorn: *shouting* HOLD IT!

*everyone turns to look at him*

Aragorn: Thank you! Now. We are all in the wrong place. You must realize that.

Harry: Yeah, but Professor Dumbledore will figure out some way to get Oliver and me back.

Merry: And you and Legolas will get me and Pip back…right?

*Aragorn looks doubtful*

*two more figures emerge onto the field holding hands and looking very lovey-dovey*

Belle: *absently* Did you save the Beast?

Spike: No, he's dead. The mob chopped him up and barbequed him!

*others grimace except Stitch who enjoys the idea*

Belle: *still gazing into Johnny's eyes* That's nice.

Superdude: Well, this is all nice and dandy, but the unshaven man is correct. We are not where we are supposed to be.

Dumbo: How do you know?

Superdude: Because I'm Superdude!

Spike: *shrugs* Well, I guess it doesn't do any good to just stand around here, does it?

*Spike starts walking off the field*

Spike: Come on now! We might as well leave since this field won't help us get home! Not that I'm all that anxious to get home.

*others shrug and follow him*

Pippin: Doesn't it feel like we should be singing?

Everyone else: No.

*****

*two people and a dog skip down a path*

People: *singing* Weee're off to see the Wizard! The wonderful…

Dorothy: This doesn't look familiar!

Scarecrow: Of course, I'm not very logical, but it doesn't seem like Oz at all!

*dog barks*

Dorothy: Toto? I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore!

*dog looks at her strangely*

Dorothy: Oz! I have a feeling we're not in Oz anymore!

Scarecrow: Why don't we just here?

Dorothy: *looks around* For what?

Scarecrow: I don't know! We should just wait.

*Dorothy shrugs and they sit on a log*