The bus dropped off Darla and Amber as they had met Atticus and walked down the sidewalk with him to get home. Amber was going to come over to play with Darla as always. It felt like a normal day at school so far with nothing really happening yet, but Darla and Amber told Atticus that there was a new student coming to their school. While they talked though, there was a strange man suddenly wheeling over as he was riding his bicycle and he was going off.

"That guy's strange..." Darla gave him a look.

"Darla, don't be rude..." Amber nudged her slightly.

"Where is that guy going anyway?" Atticus asked.

"Beats me..." Darla shrugged. "Anyway, we're getting a new student."

"I just hope they're nice..." Amber said as she walked with them.

Darla looked a little nervous. "You don't think it's Ivy, do you? I hear she goes to a boarding school that's like a kid's prison!"

"No way, I'm sure that the new student is someone nice and kind," Atticus said. "You girls want a ride to the house?"

The girls were confused what he meant until they saw him, pointing to himself and knew how strong he was.

'What the heck. Besides it's always fun riding on Atticus like our own car.' Darla and Amber thought at the same time.

The girls got on, trying to get comfortable and adjusted themselves for him. Once they were set, Atticus took them home, a faster and more efficient way. And where it was fun for the girls as he began to make car sounds while taking them home. Cherry was shown outside of her house for a change as they passed by and she was meditating in the front yard.

"Hi, Cherry!" Darla and Amber greeted.

Cherry opened one eye, gave a small wave, then went back to what she was doing.

Atticus continued to act like a car once they got home he made a noise that sounded like brakes as he stopped. "We have arrived home, the fee is free for two beautiful young ladies." he said to his younger sister and her friend.

Darla and Amber giggled.

Darla rolled her eyes when she did though. "Haha..."

"Let's do our homework now so we don't have to worry about it later." Amber suggested.

Darla smiled, going after her. "Okay!"

Patch came running outside to greet the girls home. "Good afternoon, girls." he said.

"Afternoon." Darla greeted once she got her homework out.

Amber smiled and pet Patch. "You're growing up to be a very handsome doggy." she chuckled to him.

"I sure am and I'm also getting stronger," Patch said pushes out his chest and shows off some muscle on his right front leg of his front right paw and even picking up Patrick's new car. "Okay, maybe this is going a little bit overboard."

Darla flinched.

"Umm... You might wanna put that down..." Amber said, her eyes slightly wide in fear for him.

Patch then placed the car gently back down on the ground, not denting it. "Whew, that was close," he said. "Oh, by the way, Amber, I got to gain incredible strength."

"How did that happen?" Amber asked.

Darla shrugged, unsure how it happened herself. "Atticus gave it to him."

"It's true it was while we were visiting Gravity Falls." Atticus said.

"I got a postcard from that place once," Amber giggled as she did her homework with Darla, helping her out in some cases. "It looks totally wild."

"Oh, it was..." Patch chuckled at some memories, even if it costed their lives sometimes.

"Wish I could have an adventure..." Darla sounded bored with her life.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm sure that you will." Atticus said.

Darla shrugged, but calmly smiled.

Cherry came by with some letters. "Got your guys's mail again... You got mine?"

"Yep." Patch said before he went to the porch and brought her her mail.

"Thanks..." Cherry took, then flinched at one that had drool all over it. "Sorry about that..." she murmured as she flipped through the letters to see anything for her, she found one and tucked it into her jacket for safekeeping before going home.

Once Patch got the letters, he took them to the porch. Cherry took out one letter for her and smiled in delight.

"Good news?" Patch asked her, seeing her excitement and his tail wagged.

"Oh, yes," Cherry chuckled, feeling surprisingly happy for a change. "I've been expecting this letter for a long time."

"What's the letter than you've been expecting, Cherry?" Atticus asked.

"Well, there's an acting lot down the road, I'm sure you've passed it on your way to and from school," Cherry replied as she hugged the envelope. "I auditioned to be in their next play and... It looks like they've accepted me!"

"You act, Cherry?" Darla asked in vast interest.

"Oh yes, when I was younger, I used to act all the time," Cherry smiled at her memories of acting classes. "I was in these little plays from my group. Tortoise and the Hare... The Dancing Princesses... Peter Pan... Where the Wild Things Are..."

"Wow, we didn't know that you use to be in plays." Patch said, amazed.

"This was before I knew you all," Cherry explained. "I did it from up until I was 10-years-old... Feels so long ago..."

"Yeah, sure looks that way." Atticus said.

"Well, what're you waiting for?" Amber smiled in delight. "Open it!"

"Okay... Okay..." Cherry chuckled, she opened it up and read the beginning, eagerly. "'Congratulations, Miss Butler'...." she started, gushing about how proper they were with her naming, she then continued to read, but grew a little disappointed as she read along. "'If you are reading this, this means that your audition was 'too special' for our play and we'd like you to be....A stagehand'...." she put down the letter, looking like her true self now. "They didn't like me!?"

"We're so sorry, Cherry, but at least you get to be a stagehand." Patch said.

Cherry groaned. "I guess... They say I did better than this guy called Oliver Greening."

"Who's he?" Darla asked, tilting her head.

"Some guy who just moved into town," Cherry explained with a shrug. "I heard he moved here after his wife died three months ago and he has children."

"I wonder if one of them is our new student." Amber wondered with a friendly smile.

"We should be their friend then... Help 'em out..." Darla suggested.

"Yeah." Atticus and Patch agreed.

Cherry smiled to Darla, she was really shaping up to be a normal, happy, healthy little girl. She was unsure about taking Darla back home with them when they were all in Hollywood together, but it seemed like Darla was just lonely and she was in fact, not having a real family and was spoiled 24/7 like she was princess of the universe.

"Yay! New neighbors! I can't wait to meet them." Patch cheered.

"If one of Oliver's kids goes to your school, make sure you be on your best behavior," Cherry told the girls, relating to this very subject. "We were all new once."

"Especially with losing her mother." Amber sighed softly at that, but she decided not to bring it up to the new kid in school if one of the kids would be in their class or grade.

"I'm sure you both will become her very first friends." Atticus said.

Darla and Amber hoped so, they then quickly went back to their homework.

The next morning, the girls got on their bus to school while there was a girl that must have been new, she had short brown hair and she was wiggling one of her teeth, it must have been loose.

"That must be her." Amber whispered to her best friend.

Darla nodded in agreement. "Should we see her now or wait until we see if she's in our class?"

"Both." Amber said.

Darla shrugged and followed her friend's advise, she decided to sit behind the girl and Amber sat next to her, being the more friendly and social of the two.

"Hello." Amber waved.

The girl stopped wiggling her tooth, looking at them. "Hi..." she greeted quietly and a little shyly.

"I'm Amber and this is my best friend, Darla." Amber said, introducing both herself and Darla.

"Hello..." Darla waved with a smile. "What's your name?"

The girl looked to them, they did seem nice, but she felt painfully shy, she whispered her name, but neither of them could hear it.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Amber asked.

The girl looked to them again, she tried to be a little louder. "Annabelle..."

"Annabelle," Darla repeated. "What a beautiful name."

The girl had a small smile.

"Are you new in town?" Darla asked.

"Yes..." Annabelle looked down shyly. "Dad thought it'd be good to move because Mom couldn't come back home with us from the hospital..."

Amber and Darla both knew that she needed some friends in her new town.

Annabelle felt really uncomfortable and scared, but she felt a little bit better with Darla and Amber, she wiggled her tooth. "Do you guys believe in the Tooth Fairy?" she seemed to ask, absent-mindedly.

"Who's she?" Darla actually didn't know who that was, unlike many children.

"The Tooth Fairy is a fairy that takes teeth for as many that a child he or she has gotten loose has placed under his or her pillow and then the Tooth Fairy takes the teeth and replaces them with money." Amber explained.

"Uh-huh..." Annabelle agreed, then frowned. "My brother says she isn't real..."

Darla pouted. "Your brother doesn't sound very nice."

"Of course the Tooth Fairy is real, I just know it." Amber said.

"I'm sure she is too... I wish there could be someway to find out..." Annabelle shrugged as she continued to wiggle her tooth, it felt like a chore, she wished it would just fall out. "Darla, why don't you know who the Tooth Fairy is?"

"No one ever told me," Darla shrugged. "I did lose a tooth once though..." she gestured to the gap in her mouth. "This girl threw a rock at my face."

Amber and Annabelle flinched at that story.

"Why would someone do that to you?" Annabelle asked.

"Bullies..." Darla sighed.

"Yeah, bullies can come in all sizes," Amber said. "I'm sure that Atticus believes in the Tooth Fairy."

Annabelle smiled at that. "Who's he?"

"My brother..." Darla explained. Hopefully this day would turn out well for everyone as they all got to know each other better.

Cherry decided to take Atticus and Patch with her backstage to where she would work out. "This has always been a dream of mine... Lights, camera, action! I get to be someone who I'm not..." she walked along, feeling great about the thrill of being backstage, even if she wanted to be a star of the show.

The director walked by, looking rather full of himself. "You must be our new stagehand."

Cherry saluted. "Yes, sir, what can I do for you?"

"You get me coffee," the director demanded before walking off. "Black, two sugars."

This angered Atticus and Patch as they already didn't like this man even if he was the director.

"Sooo... What do ya think...?" Cherry smiled nervously.

"You're kidding, right?" Patch looked to her. "That director is obviously taking advantage of your kindness!"

"No, don't be silly..." Cherry said softly, trying not to have a breakdown. "He obviously doesn't want my perfect talent and vision to ruin his show and outshine the other actors..."

"Seriously?" Patch scoffed. "Me and Atticus can already tell that this guy is not at all kind, he is just bossy."

"No... It's just a bad day..." Cherry smiled anxiously.

"COFFEE!" the director snapped.

Cherry sighed, she went to get the cup of coffee, then went to give it to the director, giving a friendly smile. The actors were now coming in, including a familiar man to Atticus.

"I know that guy..." Atticus realized. "That's the guy with the weird bike!"

"That's Oliver Greening," Cherry explained, recognizing him herself. "He reminds me a lot of Dom DeLuise."

"Wait, that's Oliver Greening?" Atticus asked.

"Yeah..." Cherry looked back. "He submitted a head-shot of himself the other day in hopes of winning an audition for this play."

"Well, let's see how good he is." Atticus said.

The director pulled Cherry over once the actors came in. "Are these all the suckers?"

"Looks that way..." Cherry shrugged, not liking to be dragged like that.

"Very well... Let's see what they can do." the director shrugged, drinking his coffee.

Cherry went to the actors and led them onto the stage once the sets and backgrounds were ready.

"This guy is seriously getting on my nerves." Patch said.

Cherry sat with Atticus and Patch in the theater seats to see Oliver's audition, he really hoped he would get this one. Once the stage set and the spotlight shined on him, he started to sing from his script and wasn't really all that good. The director seemed drawn to it. Oliver was a good singer, but he wasn't perfect.

"Amazing." Patch said.

Cherry waved her hand a little. "Eh... He's okay... Better than most first timers."

One woman backstage seemed to be holding back a laugh. Oliver finished his song once the piano player stopped his song. No one clapped for him, but Cherry did slightly.

"Awkward." Atticus said quietly.

"Here it comes..." Cherry expected the director to hate Oliver.

However, to everyone's surprise, Oliver passed and the director allowed it.

"Wow, he passed him." Atticus said out of surprise.

Cherry sighed, shaking her head, but smiled, at least the director didn't flat-out insult him. Both Atticus and Patch were happy that Oliver Greening didn't get insulted. Oliver felt accomplished for once in his life.

"This is wonderful!" the director smiled, then sipped his coffee and waved the cup. "Oh, the vast emptiness if you had failed..."

Cherry narrowed her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I can take a hint..." she took the cup from him, going to refill it.

"Okay, that is it!" Patch said out of anger about to attack the director, but was stopped by Atticus.

"We don't wanna get Cherry in trouble." Atticus said.

Patch angrily whined, then restrained himself.