New chapter! New chapter for all! (throws new chapter-- hits an old guy in the head)

Old guy: Owie!

Oops… Sorry!

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starspring: Yeah… the internet is giving me trouble too… (stupid technology giving us disadvantages!)

Frog Disease: Okay, first of all, I'M SORRY I made Pin a puppet again and disappointed you (and every other girl out there). Second… yeah, I keep thinking of Puss in Boots from Shrek too, even though it's not exactly the same character! At least, not quite…

Again?

I had no idea what this cat was talking about. "What do you mean again?" I asked him, quickly picking up my knife and holding it to his throat. "Is this some sort of a trick?!" Trust him… a voice said again in my head, but I ignored it.

"It's not a trick!" Tom thumb cried out, climbing down off Jack's hat and running up to me, standing between Puss and I. "He speaks the truth."

I put away my knife, knowing that Tom---

Okay, sorry to ramble, but I think it's time you heard another true version of a fairytale. You see, Tom Thumb wasn't born to a human family: he was born to a sorcerer and a nymph-- hey, what happens in Vegas-- and therefore he inherited his mother's tiny size. The sorcerer didn't want to have child custody, since he and the nymph only had a one-night stand and didn't really love each other, but he figured-- since it was his fault he didn't use a condom or make sure she was on the pill-- that he should do something for his thumb-sized son, so he gave him a blessing with his power: the ability to easily tell truth from lies. But his 'blessing' also worked as a curse: he could never lie-- and emphasis on the 'never'. It's like that Jim Carrey movie, "Liar Liar" where the character, no matter how hard he tries, can't lie. …So, he's like Pin, only the puppet-boy can get away with lying… as long as no one sees his nose.

Anyway, I put away my knife, knowing Tom always tells the truth, and can sense when someone is lying. "Alright, Puss, if you say you're going to help us, help us." I said, grimly. "Where's Biggy?"

"In the woods, I have no doubt." Puss replied. "But, I don't know an exact location--"

"(Sigh) I do…" Wolf said, sounding more irritated than eager. "What day is it?"

"Um… Wednesday?" Jack replied, shrugging.

"Yep. He's at the Poison Apple, probably."

We all stared at him. "If you knew this, why didn't you say anything before?!" I snapped.

"Well, geez, Blu give me a break! I just found out my friend came home, killed a guy, watched someone erase a kid's mind, overhear you and Pin--- um, I'll skip that part--- found out Jiminy Cricket lost his mind, burned down the Huntresses' cabin and got squished, then we find out your mother was the Blue Fairy, you have her power and turned Pin into a puppet! And now, Kitty-Kins here suddenly crosses from the dark side to help us-- I can only handle so much information in one day, alright?! My mind doesn't work well when several shocking things happen all at once! Sheesh!"

"Okay, we get it, shut up already! Geez, you could have stopped at--- wait… did you say I turned Pin into a puppet?"

"Looks like you have your mother's power after all," Pin said bitterly.

"B-but how?! I-I-I didn't even possess her power yet!"

"We can figure that out later. Right now, we've got a wolf to hunt down." Puss said.

"Yeah, but before we go, we're going to need a little more backup." Wolf said. "I hate to tell you guys this, but it'll take more than 12 Hunt-girls-- 14 counting Red and Goldi-- a bean-stalk climber, a truth-telling squirt, a Batman-impersonating puppet, a fencing cat and a fairy's daughter to take down Biggy-- trust me, you're not the first ones who've tried."

"Great. So who else do we need?" Jack scoffed.

Wolf grinned. "Just a few more friends…"

Biggy's POV

I sat at the table, looking across at the boy in front of me-- he had shaggy blonde hair, wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans-- but I wasn't meeting with him for fashion advice. I wanted answers, and I had enough history with this twerp for him to give me a straight answer, whether he wanted to or not-- he had no choice if he valued his life.

"What do you want?" The kid asked, shifting nervously in his seat. I couldn't blame him-- he was sitting in a bar with a wolf, and he could either get thrown in prison for being a minor here or make me mad and get himself killed. If I wasn't so serious about getting some answers, I would have chuckled at this.

"I want to know what happened last night-- who was that girl your uncle carried home, and what was that other wolf doing in your house?"

I was in the woods, when I saw my little brother prowling. Finally, he had become a real wolf and built up some killer instinct. I had been watching him from a distance for four years-- I knew he had something to do with that damn Blu girl disappearing, but I knew that no matter how many bones I broke in his body, no matter how much blood I'd spill, he'd keep his mouth shut. After all, he did love her, I could tell.

But last night, while I watched him prowl, I caught a glimpse of what he was stalking-- a man, a boy I once scared the shit out of, and… a blonde-haired girl. C'mon, there's a lot of blondies out there. 'Probably just some slutty hooker he drugged to get a good time for free. A logical voice said in the back of my head, but my instincts thought otherwise.

I was there when Wolfie attacked.

I was there when that Caped-Avenger entered the house, followed by that dame in the red hood and her bratty curly-haired cousin.

I was there, and I saw everything-- from Wolf's blood-bath extravaganza to Pin wiping the boy's memory clean.

And I was there to meet the boy who had the answers I could give.

"I… don't know what you're talking about." Larry replied.

"I figured you wouldn't." I said, taking out a bag of sparkling green dust and blowing it in his face.

"*Cough! Cough!* What the fu---" before the boy could finish his sputter, the irises in his eyes dimmed to a light-green color and his pupils shrank 'til they disappeared-- the regular side-effect when Memory Dust his blown into someone's face.

"Now, tell me, where can I find the people you saw last night?"

"I don't know," his voice was dull, as if he were in a trance. "That wolf killed my uncle, and-- holy crud, I saw the girl naked!"

"Focus."

"Oh, right. Then two more girls came, one of them found me and started questioning me, then a man in a cape came and said the girl was a stranger from out of town…"

Bull shit. I thought.

"And… that's all I can remember." The green faded away from his eyes, and he shook his head, feeling his forehead. "Ugh, I blacked out for a minute. What happened?"

That was the thing with enchanted memory-recovery items-- they only work long enough for you to remember something, then your mind goes blank. I often used it to remember if I slept with some girl after getting too drunk. Nowadays-- well, only this one time actually-- I used it on others to get some information.

But I didn't get much this time. "Not much, kid. Now, get outta here before you're ran in for DUI, huh?" I replied to his question.

"Um… okay…" Larry said, still a little confused, and he left.

He didn't tell me much, which ruined the rest of my day, so I decided to grab a drink and step outside in the alley-- that's when it hit me… square in the chest.

Blu's POV

We watched Biggy fall to the ground, blood pouring from his chest from where the arrow hit him. I looked up at my cousin. We had gone to the police station, telling the cops about my assassin. When the Three Lame-brained Porkchops wouldn't listen, we went and saw their boss, aka my favorite cousin, Robin-- In a blink of an eye, we were soon outside the bar: The Huntresses took the west side; Red, Goldi, and Wolf took the east side; Pin, Tom, Jack and Puss took the north side, the front of the bar; and Robin and I took the back, with the Seven Dwarves and a few of Robin's old Merry Men on the rooftops to set off an ambush if things got too messy.

But, fortunately, they didn't. Robin, being the best archer-- that part of his fairytale is true-- shot the Big Bad Wolf in his dark heart, killing him dead.

"Nice shot, Robin." I said to him.

"Anything for my favorite cousin," Robin replied, patting me on the back. "It feels good to shoot arrows again."

"Yeah, and all that 'modesty' hasn't messed up your aim."

Robin laughed and pulled me into a one-armed hug. "It's good to have you back, Blu."

"Hey, it's good to be back." For the first time, I was actually happy to be in Fairytale Land.

I was with Robin, stopping the wolf who tried to kill me; Puss had joined our side and helped us, paying off his debt; Red and Goldi weren't spoiled brats anymore; Wolf didn't have his killer big brother around anymore; and for once, I felt I was going to finally get a happy ending right then and there…

…But I was wrong. I looked down at Pin, now a wooden puppet again… because of me…

As Biggy's lifeless body was taken away and the area cleared, I walked down the sidewalk, deaf to the cheers and joyous remarks around me. My assassin was gone-- but so was Bobby… Jiminy… and the Pin I… I… I…

When I was out of everyone's sight, I ducked into another alley, sat beside a dumpster, pulling my knees up to my chest and burying my face in them. I didn't cry… I was too overwhelmed with guilt to shed a tear. Pathetic, right?

I don't know how long I sat there… nor did I hear any footsteps. So, I was pretty surprised when I looked up and saw Wolf sitting next to me, putting an arm on my shoulder. "You okay?" he asked.

I didn't reply. I knew that he could read my emotions, so he knew I wasn't okay at all. I glanced away from him, looking at the ground in silence. I didn't see him, but I sensed that he nodded, taking his hand off my shoulder and curling up by my feet, just like he did when we were in prison.

A/N: You know, as I wrote the end of this, I couldn't help but think of that song, "So Much for My Happy Ending" by… whoever sings that song. XD Review, please? (This is a 'No Flaming' zone, so don't even think about it!)