Marie;*Holds finger to lips* Ssh, you guys! She's coming!
*I walk in and flick on the lights*
Everyone; SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MELDA!
*Blushes* "Awww..you guys." *Furrows brows in confusion.8 "Why is Snape in a party hat and blowing a party whistle?"
Snape; I lost a bet. *Blows the whistle with an irritated 'toot'*
"Ah. I see."
*Marie marches up*; This is going to be so sad when you finally finish this fanfic. *hug*
"I couldn't agree more. Though I promise that I'll round you all up for another one some other time."
*Cheers and brandishes a beer bottle* Jack; I LOVE birthdays! Drinks all around!"
*Smiles* "I unfortunately do not own any of these wily characters."
Snape; *Toot!* Thank goodness.
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This was it. Everyone held their breath as Gandalf looked at each and every one of them. It had come to the point where they would begin the war they had anticipated since the begining. "Friends." Gandalf began. "Colleages." He gestured in one big sweep at the circle that had been made of the representatives of the Canons they had visited. "The time has come. We all know that the last few attempts to return to my Canon have been unsuccessful."
"That is one hell of an underrated statement." Snape muttered.
"However," Gandalf continued. "I believe that it was for a reason we were delayed. And now, my heart tells me, is the moment for us to ready ourselves."
"Isn't that what we've been doing all along? Preparing ourselves?" Jareth interjected. "And why are you giving us this big speech?"
Gandalf sighed and clutched his staff. "Because I am afraid that I will not be able to accompany you back to where this madness started." A collective gasp rose up from the crowd. All of them launched into protests. He held up a hand for silence and they fell quiet. "I am sorry, but I must go. I am needed to retrieve our forces from the respective Canons of you all."
"How will we be able to escape if we end up in the wrong Canon again?" Gimli asked, a hint of worry making his question harsher than it actually was. "Who will set us to rights?"
Gandalf smiled. "You'll have to trust Mistofelees with that."
"Trust a cat with something as important as that?" Snape seemed to boil at the prospect. "You're insane! He's the reason we ended up here, he's why I ended up getting kidnapped by a flock of flying fucking monkeys!"
"Mistofelees wasn't responsible for you getting Snape-napped, Severus." Marie told him aggitatedly. She smiled and petted the cat in question. Snape grumbled and grouched and griped and complained under his breath, but said nothing more.
Gandalf smiled as he raised his staff and struck the ground for the final time. "I will meet you on the battlefield. And good luck!" He struck the ground again and another portal appeared, which he promptly jumped into, it sealed itself after him.
Then, one by one, the group filed into their own portal. Marie and Gimli were once again the final ones left, as they had been on the very start of this journey. She smiled and kissed him on his bearded cheek. Then they both lept into the portal and were gone from Oz.