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After dorothy had given a brief explanation to Betsy about Oz, the first thing Betsy did was demanding, quite sternly to return home. Neither dorothy or Ozma wanted to see Betsy more upset than she already was about being brought to Oz against her own will, so they complied. Sending her home with her parents. Not long after they sent trot and her mother home, promising trot that she could come back soon, and not long after, dorothy and Aislynn returned home alongside Madeline. The next day however at the gale farm, Betsy turned up rather early, just as breakfast was starting.

"oh, Betsy, do come in, make yourself at home." Em said.

"thank you, Mrs. Gale, is dorothy home?" Betsy asked curiously.

"she's in her room with Madeline, why?" Em asked.

"I wanted to apologize for how I acted yesterday, I was a rather rude." Betsy said.

A few moments later Toto ran into the living room barking.

"toto, what is it boy? Oh, Betsy, good morning." Dorothy said.

Betsy immediately walked over to dorothy. Her head hung with a bit of shame.

"dorothy, I just wanted to say, I'm sorry for how I acted yesterday, it's just, I was shocked, and kind of…" But that was as far as she got before dorothy cut her off.

"Betsy, it's all right, I shouldn't have let you get dragged into this, I should have just told you about it outright." Dorothy said.

"well, you technically did, we listened to your stories at the library." Betsy said.

"I didn't know you actually listened to that." Dorothy said in a shocked tone

"You don't know how often trot keeps me around." Betsy said.

"Fair point." Dorothy said giggling.

"Dorothy, what's taking you so long? oh hello Betsy." Madeline said walking into room.

"Hello Madeline." Betsy said nodding to her.

"I had a feeling you might turn up." Madeline said.

"well, you're a witch, aren't you?" Betsy asked thinking about it for a moment.

"Close enough." Madeline said rolling her eyes.

Dorothy smiled and led Betsy over to a nearby armchair. Betsy sat down in it and dorothy walked over to the sofa across from her and sat down.

"I do have one question, if you have magic, can't you technically do anything?" Betsy asked.

"Magic has its limitations as to what you can do with it, and like everything it has rules." Madeline said walking over.

"it's also really dangerous." Dorothy said.

"but, could you, say, bring something back from the dead?" Betsy asked.

"no, not only is it forbidden, but no one has ever successfully brought back the dead, you can bring back spirits, which will only last for a temporary amount of time, they can generate corporeal forms and be able to interact with their environments, but no, it's not possible to bring back the dead." Madeline said sighing.

"anyways, can we not talk about this subject? it's getting me depressed." Dorothy asked.

"sorry." Betsy said hanging her head in shame again.

"Betsy, do your parents even know you're here?" Em asked curiously.

"no ma'am, in honesty I probably shouldn't be here, but after yesterday, guilt for being so rude was poking me in the gut all night." Betsy said.

"it's alright." Dorothy said.

"no, its not, I was raised better." Betsy said.

Dorothy sighed and got up. Walking over to Betsy she placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Betsy, during my first trip to Oz, it's all I wanted, to go back home, but now, Oz has become a second home to me." Dorothy said.

"well, if it's alright, can I, go with you? You know, the next time you go?" Betsy asked.

"of course," Dorothy said.

"Any idea when you're going to be returning to Oz?" Em asked.

"no, not really." Dorothy said.

"alright, well Betsy, will you be joining us for breakfast?" Em asked

"if it's alright with you Mrs. Gale, my mom's going to try to make biscuits again, she's never made biscuits well, or anything well for that matter." Betsy said causing all of them to laugh.

Within the hour everyone in the house was sitting at the table eating oatmeal. After breakfast, however there was a knock on the door. Dorothy got up to get it and was immediately met with Mr. Bobbin.

"Mr. Bobbin, good morning, I take it your looking for Betsy?" Dorothy asked curiously

"no, I had a hunch she'd come here, but the wife thinks I'm looking for her, can I have an apple or somethin'?" he asked.

"why?" Betsy asked getting up and walking over to her father.

"your mother burnt the biscuits and they tasted terrible, I need to get the taste out of my mouth." He said.

"Betsy does your mom ever eat her own cooking?" Dorothy asked.

"Yes, she doesn't like it either, but she always acts like it tastes great till no one is watching, then she dumps it in the trash, she doesn't think we know, but, yes we know." Betsy said with a sigh,

"Well, Mr. Bobbin, come in, my aunt always makes more oatmeal than we can eat in the morning, just in case someone drops by." Dorothy said.

"Thank you, I'd love some, if your aunt and uncle are all right with it." he said.

"It's no trouble at all, do come in, make yourself at home." Em said getting up.

"she knows her cooking is terrible, but I let her cook, knowing one day, she'll find a recipe that works for her, one that she can make without, well, making something that tastes like it's ingredients weren't even mixed." Mr. Bobbing said.

"maybe I can teach her a thing or two?" Em suggested.

"auntie Em, you haven't failed at teaching anyone to cook yet." Dorothy said.

"that's mighty kind of you, but I don't think my wife will take to well to being taught, she likes trying to learn on her own" Mr. Bobbin said.

"Dad, I think we should give Mrs. Gale a chance, it might be the only hope mother has of becoming a cook." Betsy said.

Mr. bobbin nodded and walked over to the table sitting at an open place. After everyone had their fill dorothy got up and went into the kitchen followed by toto and pockets.

"Dorothy, you should tell her that you can understand animals." Pockets said stretching out her front legs.

"not everything at once." Dorothy said placing her bowl in the sink.

"why not? Keep all our ducks in a row and she should be able to accept it easily." Toto said.

"toto have you been spending time around uncle henry again?" dorothy asked starting the water in the sink.

"no, why?" toto asked.

"Because the only people I've known who say that are Uncle henry, Alex, and Mr. Foreman." Dorothy said.

"speaking of Alex, can I come with you when you go to visit today?" Pockets asked.

"only if you promise to go in a basket." Dorothy said.

"Basket? Alright but why?" Pockets said

"you've been outside before, yes, but I've never taken you outside of the farm apart from getting your shots." Dorothy said.

"I still haven't quite forgiven you for those." Pockets said.

"I don't blame you, if I had to get that many shots I wouldn't be too happy either." Dorothy said.

Suddenly they heard the phone ringing in the living. Dorothy opened the door a crack to listen in on the conversation.

"Oh, hello Eliza, yes, dorothy is still here why? Oh, I'll send her over right away, try not to bicker with your cousin before she gets there, alright? Good bye." Em said putting the phone back on the hook.

"What was that all about?" Betsy asked as dorothy walked into the living.

"Alex is complaining about the pain, his little sister Annabella has gone to the store with her mother, so they'll be gone all day, his father has to take care of the shop, and Eliza his cousin, is tired of his complaining" Em said.

"I can drive her if you'd like Emily." Mr. Bobbin offered.

"I'm fine with walking, besides, I promised pockets I'd take her with me the next time I went, she gets so lonely without toto." Dorothy said.

"that's true, she tends to sulk in a corner and not even her siblings or mother can cheer her." Em said.

"Thanks, now I feel like a proud pet owner." Dorothy said rolling her eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me young lady, I'll grab a basket." Em said getting up.

"Why?" Betsy asked.

"I'll let toto walk alongside me, he's used to going around town, but pockets is still pretty small, I don't want her getting hurt or anything in areas she's unfamiliar with." Dorothy said walking over to the door and puling on her boots.

"I see, well, um, yea I've got nothin'." She said.

Dorothy smiled as she pulled on her coat. She was glad she was going to the teaks house.

"Maddie, you can come to if you'd like." Dorothy said.

"No thanks, I'd rather stay here, I don't think alex really likes my presence." Madeline said.

Dorothy shook her head, but Madeline nodded. She wanted dorothy to spend some time with alex, without her in the way, something they didn't get much of anymore. She knew they needed some well-deserved time together.