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[color=gold][h2]Present Day - Lake Tahoe[/h2][/color][/center]
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Lucas hadn't had the best day by any means. After eating an early breakfast, a teenager had pick pocketed his wallet, which had much more money than he was comfortable losing, and the cop had lost him after getting into an SUV. He'd filed his police report but eventually he was forced to accept that he'd most likely have to get a new wallet.

After that fiasco, he'd gotten into his [url=https://tctechcrunch2011.files.wordpress.com/2015/08/tesla_model_s.jpg]car[/url], a gift from his parents, and began the rather lengthy drive from Hollis Ridge, Nevada, to Lake Tahoe. Waiting for him there was a pleasant room in his favorite ski lodge, where he'd be attending a celebration in place of his parents. His father was busy with work and had insisted that Lucas go in his stead. 

After a long drive of Lucas silently fuming over his lost wallet to the tune of 80's classic rock, he arrived at his destination. The ski lodge was run by a nice family, the Bries. There were two daughters, Eliza and Annalise, who he'd met a few times in his visits to the resorts. 

He checked in at the resort, and made his way to the elevator, where he rode up with a redhead who looked vaguely familiar. He got off the floor after her and went to his room where he took a hot shower to relieve the stress of the day that had barely even begun. Afterwards he got dressed in snow clothes, having decided to go hit the slopes. He was here to have fun after all.[/color]
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[color=pink][h2]Present Day - Oz[/h2][/color][/center]
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Glinda's eyes fluttered open as the rising sun beamed in through her windows and onto her face. Smiling, she sat up in her bed and clapped her hands, summoning to servant girls. The girls rushed about the room, getting her [url=http://g02.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1yvNmJXXXXXb3XXXXq6xXFXXXO/free-shipping-strapless-sweetheart-Charming-And-Elegant-font-b-Blumarine-b-font-Bridal-2015-Wedding-font.jpg]gown[/url] for the day prepared. Once they'd finished, she stood up and let them slip the dress onto her. Still smiling she held out her hand and one girl placed her staff in her hand. Staff in her right hand, she snapped her fingers together and her hair rearranged itself into neatly arranged, wavy tresses that cascaded down her back.

She left her room then, her servants falling in line behind her as she walked through the magnificent halls of her castle, her elegant dress trailing behind her. "Have all the preparations been made for the festival?" she asked a servant, who answered with a quick nod. The festival she was referring to was the Elevation Day Festival, the celebration of the day Oz was formally joined with Maleficent's queendom, a glorious day. It also happened to be the day that Glinda became the Good Witch of the South.

She waved her hand as she neared the main doors of the palace and they swung open, revealing a crowd of Ozians screaming her name. She walked out and floated up to a platform that was waiting for her and with a wave of her hand, the crowd stopped talking, their voices having been magically silenced. Smiling she began to speak, her voice carrying over the crowd. "Today my friends, we celebrate our elevation to higher place, a place of wonder. Joined with the Queen, we are a much better people! Now, let's have a celebration the Glinda way!" she shouted, giggling as the people's screams resumed. 

Music began playing around the outside of the palace and servants poured out, food in hand. Festival games sprung up in the empty fields and people flooded to them, shrieking excitedly, while Glinda smiled softly. This was what she'd always wanted, all of this. Power and nothing more. Her soft smile grew into a grin and she began to dance to the orchestra music that had begun to play, laughing all the way. [/color]