Leo Ned

Two sisters find a wishing well. They've been down on their luck in the love department and they thought "oh, what's the harm?" 

Little did they know that there was a lot of harm.

The following morning they wake up to a bunch of hot guys in their house!

Find a way to get them back to their universe, able to go with one of them.

Bad guy made the wishing well real for evil reasons.

Left=Control Right=Wish

M=Mimi L=Lydia

Jack      L---L

Loki        L---M

Doctor 10  L---M

Gambit  M---M

Luxord  L---L

Doriatt   L---L

Scarecrow  M---L

Jasper   M---M

Cecelynn Groves

Age:22

Major:Music

From: Texas

Venice Atwater
19
Literature Major
Lancashire (Liverpool)

Augustin Chapalain
21
Photography Major
California (Ontario)

"Oh! A well!" Venice annouced cheerfully, quickly bouncing up from her seat. She'd always loved the magical, mysterious side of the world. Even if a wishing well wasn't... that magical. Or mysterious.
She quickly bounded up to the stones, reaching into her pocket to pull out whatever spare change she had on her. Seeing as she had three pennies, two dimes, and three quarters, she decided to split it up evenly. She looked back up to Cecelynn, plopping four coins into her hand. "Make a wish!"

Cecelynn looked to the well, it was a small stone one. The owners had obviously been ignoring it's upkeep, as it had ivy grown all over the base. She wouldn't have even noticed it as she walked by if it wasn't for Venice spotting it. Venice had always been drawn to stuff like this, but Cece just never got the appeal. Still, she didn't mind throwing some coins in there, it's not like it was her money to waste. 

"What should we wish for?" she asked Venice.

"What do you wanna wish fo-" So close.
So close to finishing that question.
And she just tosses one in, determined on what she was wishing for.
"Jack Sparrow." She said, tossing the first.
"Luxord." The second,
"Jonathan Crane." The third,
And last but definitely not least,
A character of her very own creation.
"Doriatt Valentino. I wish for these men."
If there could be a heart emoticon over her head, believe me, there would be two.

"You're wishing for men?" Cecelynn asked in disbelief. "They're so much better stuff to be wished for, like ending world hunger or achieving world peace!" she said through fits of laughter. 'Oh well, it's not like any of it is actually going to come true. So, what's the harm in a little fun?' she thought to herself. 

After thinking through her favorite guys she decided on:

'Loki Laufeyson' she thought, tossing in the first coin,

'The 10th Doctor' she tossed in the second,

'Remy Lebeau' there went the third,

'and Jasper Hale' finally the last coin.

"Well, that was fun." she said as she started walking away. 

"But that doesn't affect me!" Venice through her own laugh, "Now, if I got these guys I'd certainly say my life would be affected."
She just stood there, waiting for Cecelynn to finish with her own wishes. Afterwards, she just quickly followed after her.
"Did you do it too?" She asked, eyes widening with a little interest and amusement. Judging her wish and then doing it herself. For shaaaame.

"I'm pretty sure world peace would end up affecting you one way or the other." Cecelynn pointed out, "But who am I to judge? I ended up doing it too. And no, Venice, I will not tell you who I wished for." she said as she as she started heading home for the night. 

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After Cecelynn finished pulling on her pajamas, she headed over to her room. With a quick "Goodnight!" exclaimed to Venice, she shut her door. Cecelynn pulled the covers over herself as she crawled into bed, falling quickly to sleep with the last thought on her mind about crazy, hot guys invading their cozy little dorm.

Venice just smiled broadly at her friend, before that grin turned into a pout. "Aww- But why not?! I said mine out loud!"

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Venice was putting on a simple tank top and shorts set, when she heard Cece's voice. "Oh- Ohh- Oh god no-" Somehow, out of surprise, Venice managed to fit her head into the arm hole. "G-goodnight!" She said back, struggling to find her way out.
Once her quest was complete, she just plopped down. "And then Doriatt Valentino stepped over to his bed, a graceful jump in every move that he made. Like always. He rested his head down on his pillow, placing an arm over the one and only love of his life, Regam Ashley Kirkwall. 'Goodnight', he spoke quietly, kissing the top of her sleeping head. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, content as ever."
What? Don't look at me like that- Venice is the one doing it!
As she said her little story, she slowly drifted off to sleep as well.

Jonathan woke with a start. He looked around the room in confusion, this was definitly not his lab. The last thing Jonathan could remember was working on some new hallucinogen. Maybe it backfired and this is some type of hallucination?

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Jasper slowly came to consciousness. That was odd, he couldn't remember the last time he blacked out like that. "Ali-" he started to call out for his wife, Alice, before he realized that she was nowhere near him. Infact, he wasn't even in their house anymore. The last thing he was doing before he blacked out was sitting in their room reading a book. This is very odd indeed. 

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Gambit had been awake for a few minutes. He was staying still, pretending to still be asleep. He wasn't sure where he was, but he sure as hell knew he wasn't in his bed anymore. His mind was racing with what could have happened to him, the most obvious and worse one was that he got captured by Stryker again and was back on the damned island. He was not about to let them experiment on him again. 

Loki awoke, slowly opening his eyes to look around the room. He was certainly not on his bed anymore, he just couldn't tell what it could possibly be. Slowly reaching his arm out as he stared at the clearly not asgardian ceiling, whatever he was on never seemed to stop- But of course, he couldn't actually tell as his hand banged up against something wooden.
The Doctor woke up at the exact same time, only he was more... active. His head popped up immediately, hitting something on it's way. "Ah-!" He exclaimed in surprise, looking up to see what appeared to be a... stand, of some sort. The papers that fell off of it were probably important-
He reached quickly over to the side, trying to catch at least on of them, went his hand his a thick wire. What in the world? 
The Doctor looked over to see what he'd just banged up against, at the same time as Loki. Their eyes instantly met, and the Doctor looked at him with a innocent curiousity, while Loki instantly took to blaming the man. The brunette obviously did something to bring him to this place.

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"Oi, bloody hell!" Those were the first words that left the pirate's mouth as he felt himself crash into something. Oh no, he couldn't wake up peacefully like everybody else. Definitely not.
Jack Sparrow- No no, Captain Jack Sparrow, felt wood collapse underneath him. He was soon lying face down on a table that was now split right in half. He just let out a low groan, and stayed in that position for a few minutes. He had no idea where he was, but this certainly wouldn't be the first time he fell out of the sky.

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Luxord slept peacefully, no crashing into tables, down on the floor of Cece's bedroom. Last thing he knew, he was just playing a simple game of poker with the Superior. Now, waking up, he jumped up with a start. "What the hell?" He spoke quietly, not wanting to alert any unwanted attention. He didn't know where he was, but he knew there were plenty of people out there that would willingly kill him. He certainly hoped now was not the time that actually happened. 
Without even noticing the girl, he tried his best to slowly and quietly walk out of the room. Time for that spy training to come in hand-
'Oi, bloody hell!' could be heard from some room in the short distance, making Luxord hiss in pain.
That last drink of whiskey he had was certainly not helping his condition.

Cecelynn was sleeping so nicely. She was in the middle of a dream about rabbits chasing wolves. It probably had some deep metaphysical meaning, but before she had time to really think too hard on it, she heard someone moving around in her room. Rude.  She is really going to have to talk to Venice about personal space. 

"Venice, what are you doing...." she trailed off when she notice the person who she assumed was her doormate, was.. not. Where a small female should have stood, instead was a broad male. Where there definitely should not be a male. 

"Are you looking for Venice's room or are you robbing us? Either way, could you please get out of my room." she probably shouldn't be talking to the strange guy in her room like that, but Cecelynn has always been a bit on the brave/stupid side. She could really stand to do with a healthy dose of fear. 

Luxord stopped instantly, hearing a woman's voice behind him. Ariel- No.. He wasn't... Underwater- Why did he even think about the mermaid?
He was just confusing himself at this point.
He slowly turned around, cautious of what he was about to find behind him. Surprisingly, it was just a redhead, lying in a very cozy looking bed... cozier than the floor, at least.
At her question, he raised an eyebrow. Venice? He didn't recognize that name. He should know everybody in this realm!
"I have no idea what you are talking about, miss." His British accent sounded out, attempting to calm the obviously upset woman. "I just woke up in here-"
Maybe not the best thing to say, but it's the truth.

Wait, did he just say he just woke up here? Cecelynn was pretty sure there wasn't a sleeping british guy on her floor before she went to bed. "What do you mean you just woke up in here? When did you come here?Where did you come from? How did you get here?" she knew she was bombarding him with questions, but she couldn't help it! She was so confused. Cecelynn quickly got out of bed, keeping the questions coming as she did so. 

Doriatt awoke to his grip on a noticably smaller female than his fiancee. Eyes still closed as he tried to concentrate on what happened the night before, he couldn't think up any explanation. He felt around, eventually his hand found it's way to her face. He just... patted. He refused to look, because he certainly couldn't have cheated on Regam. That would never happen- But the evidence could possibly be /right there/.

The evidence /is/ right there.

Her face felt /nothing/ like Regam's.

Venice awoke to somebody rudely patting her face. She moved her hand to shoo them away, believing in one groggy, not thinking moment, that this was her dormmate. But the moment she registered that hand was /way/ too big to be a woman's, she jumped up. She turned with widened eyes to meet Doriatt Valentino's opening ones.

"...Ben Barnes?" She asked, not sure if she should be happy or completely freaked out. For the moment, she was too shocked to feel anything.

"Ben Barnes? No, my dear, I'm the one and only Doriatt Valentino- There's another man that looks like me?" He just caught that. Good for you, Dori. "How dare he-"

"You are not Doriatt Valentino."

"And you are /not/ my almost wife."

"You don't exist."

"If that's the case, /you/ don't exist."

Venice raised an eyebrow at him, watching his every move. He certainly did act like her character. But then, Ben Barnes is an actor... What if this was some cruel joke he was playing on her?

But /then/, she /did/ make a wish in the well. A wish for Doriatt Valentino.

And we all know those wishes come true.

Letting out a /very/ high pitched squeal, Venice pounced on and hugged the man tightly. Even if it was Ben Barnes- Benny deserves a hug, too.

Doriatt instantly went to remove her from his neck, to no avail.

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Luxord watched the woman intently as she removed herself from the bed, taking care to make sure she didn't have some sort of weapon on her. Or magic. She better not have some magical sneak attack.

"Alright, first of all... I mean I just woke up here. I don't know. The World That Never Was. /I don't know/." Even after answering these questions to the best of his ability, she just kept asking more. "Would you /please/ shut up? I'm just about as freaked out as you probably are, if not more!"

Cecelynn finally was able to stop the flow of questions coming from her mouth. After taking a few deep calming breaths she was able to think straight. "Let's go see my dormmate Venice, she might know what to do." she said as she cautiously passed him and headed out there door. "Also, what's your name?"

Luxord sighed, and followed after her, eager to just be out of this mess. "Luxord's the name, dice is the game."

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And of course, that's pretty much what happened in her room for the next couple of minutes. Just hugging the poor man as tightly as she could.
Until, of course, it dawned on her that /holy crap if this is actually him then what about the others/.
She removed her grasp around him, only to move to tightly grip his hand and pull him into the kitchen, eager to check around the house and see if anybody else magically appeared.

Jack heard the commotion of the door opening, and quickly popped his head up to see what was happening. His eyes met Venice's, and a small smirk appeared on his face- only to be quickly taken off at the sight of the man behind her. "/Oh/."
What? You can't blame him.
/Pirate/.
It was only after that moment that he noticed something /extremely/ wrong with her hair.

As soon as I walked out of my room, I knew something was wrong; terribly, terribly wrong. There in our main room were three guys. And what was worse, she instantly recognized them as being:Jasper Hale, Gambit, and Jonathan Crane. "I can not deal with this right now." she said quickly backtracking into her room, shutting and locking the door behind her. Poor Luxord never even had a chance to take a step out of the room. 

Luxord was making his way to the door, when it was all of a sudden closed right before he could make his escape.
"Uhm- Ha- Uh, excuse me, milady, but weren't we going to go see about... Venice?" 
He was so close to leaving this cursèd place!

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She refused to let go of Doriatt's hand- However, she also refused to not rush to Jack's side when she saw him. He could be hurt! Tables can hurt people! "Jack!"
"Oh, so you've heard of me?"
Venice ignored his question, looking him over. She squatted down to get a better look, pulling the very tall man with her.
The room was filled with silence, until Jack reached over and picked up a little bit of her hair. "Are you a goddess, sent from above to take me to heaven?"
Venice just stared at him for a few moments, before shaking her head.
"Ah, thought not... Then are you a demoness, sent from below to drag me to the lowest depths of hell?"
Venice opened her mouth, but no words came out. What does she even say to that?  Why in the world was he questioning her like this? She just shut her mouth and shook her head again.
"Well alright then... What manner of beastie are you?"
She still didn't know what to say, but she managed to get a small 'beastie?' out. 
"Yes, beastie."
"What makes you think she's not a regular person?" Doriatt finally spoke up, curious of the obvious pirate's questions.
What?
He recognizes pirates.
Takes one to know one, all that.
"Her hair, mate. That's not natural."
"Of course it's not. It's a dye job."
Jack drew his head back, staring at Doriatt with an incredulous expression. "I'm sorry- A /what/?"
"A... dye job."
"A /die job/? What in the world is that? That's not-" Jack turned to give Venice the same look, "That's not the blood of your enemies. No. It can't be."
"Of course it's not- /A dye job/. D-Y-E. Dye. Chemicals combined to put in your hair to change it's col-"
"I have powers." Venice quickly said, "But I'm not a terrible beastie. I can read minds."
Why did she say that?
She didn't mean to say that.