And now, at long last, the final chapter…

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Everyone stood silently around Brielle's body, watching as the blood from her neck finally dried on the stony ground. Those who weren't sobbing shed silent tears, all the while putting an arm over a friend's shoulder in order to comfort them.

"But… I thought cartoonbrids couldn't die…" Kiff said, wiping away tears with the back of his hand.

"Nothing in this world is immortal, my friend," Tracker sighed, shaking her head.

"B-But… she lived the LAST time!" Stalker stammered, trying hard not to shed a tear.

"Must've been different, since she is only a child. At this age, her powers hadn't developed," Vincent said. "I should know…"

Everyone stood in silence a little longer, still staring at Brielle's lifeless body.

"C'mon, guys," Biff said, sighing heavily. "We'd better… tie up the other villains while they're still… (sniff) unconscious." Everyone just nodded automatically, turning around to get to the task.

Puggsy, Lamone, and Vincent were the last ones to turn around, hesitant to take their eyes off the one girl who had affected their lives. Something didn't feel right, they knew, and Puggsy paused, slowly turning around…

…seeing that Brielle's body was glowing. "G-Guys! Look!" Puggsy cried, and everyone turned and gaped as they watched Brielle hover into the air, glowing brightly.

Suddenly, an array of bright colors began to swirl around her, and her small childish body began to grow, making her look like a teenager again, though her hair was still longer. Any cut or bruise she had vanished, save the scar on her neck, and her skin resumed its light-tan color. She then floated downward, landing on her feet, arms spread out, then she opened her eyes, and stopped glowing.

"Brielle!" Puggsy gasped, walking over, a stunned smile on his face. "You're ali-"

"YOU'RE ALIVE!" Hardy exclaimed, running past his human half and tackling Brielle in a hug, giving her several smooches. "Ooh, ooh! I thought you were dead… again! (grr)"

"Gack! Hardy! Choking, not breathing!" Brielle sputtered.

"Oops. Sorry," Hardy released her.

"Geez, don't SCARE me like that, Brie!" WG scoffed, putting a hand on her OC's shoulder, then pulling her into a hug. "I couldn't abide letting my best-looking OC die… I mean, you hooking up with Puggsy is torture enough!"

"That reminds me," Brielle said, pulling out of her creator's hug and walking over to Puggsy, then pulling him into an embrace… kissing included (a/n: gag me).

"Not even alive for two minutes and already she and Pugs are making me gag," Astrid said.

"Aw, man… Do you guys HAVE to do that in public?" Kiff asked, blushing.

"Relax, Crim. You'd kiss your girlfriend too if you hadn't seen her in over a month and thought she was dead… twice." Anne scoffed.

Once Brielle and Puggsy broke out of their embrace, Hardy popped up between them. "So, is it MY turn?" he asked. In response, Puggsy smacked him upside the head. "Ow! (grr) I'll take that as a 'no'…"

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After sharing how happy they were to have Brielle back, the gang tied up the villains and dragged them outside the lair, Vincent included, though he didn't put up too much of a fight since he was stunned at seeing Brielle alive. "Now, before we throw you back in jail, I think I'll adjust your character a bit," Tracker said, and her eyes began changing colors and Vincent felt a pang in his chest.

"What… did you… do to me?" Vincent demanded.

"I made it to where you're no longer a cartoonbrid… Rather, I think Anne and Blackrose will be."

"YES!" Anne and Blackrose exclaimed, pumping their fists into the air.

"Yeah, yeah… rub it in!" Kiff sneered.

"Hey, you'd have 'em too if YOU didn't threaten your father," Brielle scoffed.

WG rubbed her chin. "Perhaps he still has them…" she whispered, considering the idea.

"What was that?" Fangs asked.

"Nothing!"

"Ah, but they'll need some time for their powers to develop," Tracker said. "Normally, cartoonbrid powers develop during an average aging process from birth to teenage-hood. Since Anne, Blackrose, and Kiff change ages at will, their powers will be undeveloped for another, oh… 16 years."

"Unless… they grew up like regular cartoon kids!" FF2 suggested, his eyes changing colors.

"Yep, I'd say it's time for them to re-start!" WG added, her eyes changing colors also.

"WHAT?" Blackrose, Anne, and Kiff gasped, before they shrank down back to infants.

"You know, they're not going to be very happy, now…" Kite said.

"Meh. They can deal with it," Silver said with a shrug.

Soon the authorities arrived and took the villains to jail… though, Jennifer was hard to handle. "You can't do this to me! I don't belong in this stupid cartoon world!" she shouted, thrashing in the cops' grip. "I belong in the real world! I have a REAL boyfriend, and we have a date on Saturday! I'll be late for my job at Walgreens! I'll-"

"Ah, SHUT UP!" WG, Stalker, and Astrid all snapped.

"Geez, I can't believe we're RELATED to her!" Astrid scoffed.

"Tell me about it," Stalker sneered.

"Well, guys, I must say… THIS WAS AWESOME!" Buckwheat exclaimed, pumping his fists into the air. "I got to meet my parents, track down a bunch of villains, watched all of you fight 'em, and throw them in jail… and I met a bunch of Disney stars, too! The only bad part about it was all of us getting captured, me falling through a trap-door, and Brielle dying twice. But other than that, this was COOL!" He leaped into the air, bending backward to do a flip… but only ended up falling and smacking his head hard on a rock.

"Buckwheat, are you alright?" Kasandra gasped, kneeling to see if her son was okay.

"Ugh… Who's Buckwheat?"

"Oh my gosh, he lost his memory AGAIN!" Fangs cried. "Oh, why do these sort of things always have to happen?"

"Mom… what's wrong with Dad? …And where are we?" The young teen looked around, nervously, and gasped when he saw Lamone, Tracker, Kite, Kitefang, Astrid, Allan, Silver, Stalker, WG, and FF2. "And who are they?" he looked down at Anna, Blackrose, and Kiff. "And… who's babies are these?"

"Honey… do you remember anything?" Hunter asked.

He rubbed his head. "All I can remember is that this psycho kidnapped our whole family, then dragged me into a room where he threw me into this large machine. The last thing I saw was a guy who looked exactly like me! After that… it's all blank."

"You mean…?" Fangs gasped, then knelt beside his son. "Quick, what's your name?"

"Timothy 'Tony' Fangsworth…"

"When's your birthday?"

"June 4th…"

"Who am I?"

"My dad, Sherman Fangsworth… Dad, are you feeling okay?"

"I'm fine. Now, let me ask you this… What is the capital of Canada?"

"I don't know…"

"He never knew the answer to that question! Oh, my son's got his memory back!" Fangs hugged his son tightly.

"Ga ga!" Anne squealed, crawling over and hugging her brother.

"What? What's going on? What happened?" Timothy asked, confused.

"We'll tell you on the way home, son." Kasandra chuckled, hugging her son.

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So, it was basically a happy ending for the gang. Fangs got his son back, Puggsy and Brielle re-married, Jennifer was sent to prison and was never heard from again, Biff and Gin started a steady relationship once he returned, and Fangpuss made an internet sensation out of Silver and WG's little 'kiss' moment by putting it on Youtube… then ended up in the hospital shortly afterwards.

As for Hardy and Lamone…

"Are you two SURE you want to do this?" Edwin asked the werewolf and vampire as they stood before him.

"Hey, if it'll help get Puggsy out of the contract, I'm willing to do it," Hardy said with a shrug. "After all, I'm better with a key blade than HE is."

"Plus, being a key-blade warrior beats the heck out of being a vampire king," Lamone said, shrugging.

Edwin nodded, then held up the contract, and Lamone and Hardy pricked their fingers and signed the blood-binding contract, and they watched as the contract Puggsy signed turned into a pile of dust and blew away into the wind. Sure, he was a good key-blade warrior just like the two of them, but they knew that he wasn't really cut out for it… especially now that he had a family to take care of. Since he and Hardy were no longer the same person (after Hardy decided to bite him) the werewolf decided to take his place, knowing that at least ONE of them needed to be with Brielle and Kiff, and the other needed to stay loyal to the other key-blade warriors. Lamone heard of the contract and decided to resign his position as the Vampire King, after finding a replacement.

"By the way, Lamone, who did you find to take your place?" Edwin asked.

"Some kid named 'Darren Shahn'." Lamone replied with a shrug.

"Darren Shahn… Huh, why does that name sound familiar?"

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Two Weeks Later…

In a special thanks to reward our heroes for finding the Disney and Fangface villains, and breaking the spell that bounded them, the two production companies threw a celebration, where all the Disney stars, OC, and Fangface characters got together, and held the celebration at Disneyland. Everyone was enjoying the party…

…save WG and FF2, who watched the party from a balcony. "So, did I tell you that I signed the company over to Allan?" FF2 said.

"What? Why?" WG gasped.

He shrugged. "I don't know. I somehow felt that… HE was the one to inherit the company. Somewhere in my heart I knew he was the soul heir, not me. I could tell just by looking into his eyes that there was something special about him… And I'm not just saying that because he's my Nobody."

"Oh. …What did you see in him?"

"I don't know. Something… goofy."

"Ah."

There was a pause between the two, before FF2 spoke again. "Wherever Girl…?"

"Yeah?"

"When you… When you kissed Silver… did you feel anything?"

Silence.

"WG?"

She shrugged. "I felt fur on my lips." she replied, and he gave her a look. "Kidding, I'm kidding! …(sigh) But, to tell the truth… I felt scared. I felt that I was going to lose him and… something deep down inside of me wanted me to let me know how much he meant to me, just in case… he didn't snap out of it."

"Ah."

Another silence.

"WG… Do you… love him? …and me?"

WG sighed. "Yes, I love you both… but…" she said.

"But… what?"

"I'm not IN love with you. Same with Stalker. We both just want to be friends- friendship beats romance any day, anyway."

"Oh! …Okay."

"Fangface the second?"

"…Yeah?"

WG looked him straight in the eye. "Do you both love us?"

He blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah… a little. B-But, only as friends! You know, like how Fangface loves Puggsy- crap, that's a bad analogy."

WG burst out laughing. "Man, that's… that was good."

"Cut!" A voice cried, and Baby Fangs stepped onto the balcony, holding up a camera. "Oh, c'mon, guys! If we're going to have a romantic ending for this story, at least show me some feeling!"

"Whoever said that this was going to be a ROMANTIC ending?"

"More likely… whoever said it was going to be the end?" FF2 added, smirking.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Baby Fangs asked.

"Tell me, Baby Fangs… how do you like the name, 'Eric'?"

Baby Fangs' eyes widened. "Oh, no way! I'm not letting YOU put me in one of your crazy fics! Wherever Girl's is bad enough!" With that, he dashed back inside.

"Shouldn't you tell him you've already started?" WG whispered.

"Nah. …He'll find out later." FF2 said with a shrug.

Suddenly, Allan dashed onto the balcony. "Hey, aren't you guys gonna join the party?" he asked.

"Yeah, we're coming down, now," WG replied.

"Good. I thought you guys were gonna sit up here and make-out!"

WG grabbed Allen by the shirt collar and hoisted him into the air, her eyes glowing yellow. "(grr) Wanna repeat that little comment?" she said… only, it was Stalker speaking.

"H-Hey, I was only joking! I know you guys are just friends, just like me and Astrid." She set him down. "Gosh, you have a worst temper than Donald Duck, hyuck!" Allan gasped, clapping his hand over his mouth. "What the…? Where did THAT come from?"

FF2 smirked. "Allan… I believe you're about to go on the most exciting journey of your life." he said.

"Huh, boy… Here we go again!" WG said, laughing.

"Can we enjoy the party, first?" Allan scoffed.

The two authors nodded, going downstairs and meeting up with the others, just in time for the fireworks. At last, they could finally relax and enjoy their lives together, without any worries.

…For a while.

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A/N: And it's OVER!

Everyone: HOORAAAAY!

Me: Ah, don't act like you didn't enjoy it!

Everyone: T_T

Me: …Not even a little?

FF2: Maybe they'll enjoy my sequel: "Magical Mishaps"!

Everyone: Don't count on it!

Me: Ah, suck it up, already!

(Please review, but don't flame unless your life-long dream is to be thrown over a cliff)