Okay, this is my second story and my first parody. As much as I love Disney musicals, I'm afraid that I have decided to take a slightly different approach to this story. Let me know what you think.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my laptop and my imagination. Tis sad, I know.
In the center of a large city, two kids, a brother and sister, where walking down the streets of the bazaar, taking in all the sights and sounds. People were selling everything from jewelry, to pottery, to the latest Naruto manga. As the sister, May (Pokémon), stopped to look at a cart that was selling jewelry, her younger brother, Max (Pokémon), wondered to a cart that held all sorts of strange knick-knacks.
"Well, hello there my young friend!" The owner of the cart, an elderly man with spiky gray hair and a mustache-beard combo named Solomon Muto or 'Grandpa', greeted him cheerfully "Please, come closer."
"Okay!" Max said, literally getting up into Grandpa's face.
"Ah! Too close!" Grandpa exclaimed.
"Max!" May scolded, quickly pulled her little brother back.
"Welcome to Cartoonia." Grandpa greeted the two sibblings "Land of mysteries. Of Enchantment. And the finest merchandise this side of the Domino City! On sale today!"
"Look at this." Grandpa exclaimed, holding up a strange contraption "Its combination hookah and coffee maker. Also makes Julian fries."
"It will not break." He continued as he banged it on the stand to prove his point "It will not… it broke."
"Oh, look at this!" Grandpa exclaimed again, this time he holds up a strange box "I have never seen one of these intact before. This is the famous dead-sea Tupperware. I found it on one of my many archeological digs!"
"It says 'made in China'." May remarked dryly, pointing at the label.
"What? That can't be! I was asured that this was genuine!" May and Max shared unimpressed glances and started to walk away.
"Wait! Don't go!" Grandpa exclaimed, trying to intercept them "I can see that you two are only interested in the exceptionally rare. I think you would be most rewarded to consider this!" Grandpa reached into his pocket and pulled out an old fashioned oil lamp.
"It's just an old lamp." May said, clearly not impressed.
"It is not just an 'old lamp'!" Grandpa exclaimed, insulted "Like so many thing it is not what is outside… but what's inside that counts. As a matter of fact, it once changed the course of a young man's life. A young man who was more then what he seemed: a Keyblade in the Rough." This seemed to catch May and Max's interest.
"Can you tell us more?" May asked.
"Well, of course." Grandpa said "It begins on a dark night. Where a dark man waits with a dark purpose."
The scene suddenly changed from a small town to the desert where two figures stood, waiting for something. One was a tall, bald man with pale skin and slits for nostrils. The second was a small cat-like creature called Meowth (Pokémon).
Their waiting was soon over as a boy with blue hair and large bug-like glasses rode up to them on a Rapidash (Pokémon).
"You are late, Weevil Underwood." The bald man hissed as the boy dismounted.
"A thousand apologies, Lord Voldemort." Weevil (Yu-Gi-Oh) said with a bow.
"You have it then?" Lord Voldemort (Harry Potter) hissed again.
"I had to cheat a few duelists, but I got it." Weevil said, holding up what appeared to be half of a golden beetle. Voldemort started to reach for it, but Weevil pulled back his hand.
"First, I want my cut." He said with an insane sounding laugh. His laugh soon turned into a painful screech as Meowth dug his teeth into Weevil's hand. Weevil quickly dropped the beetle and nursed his injured hand. Meowth grabbed the beetle in his mouth and delivered it to the dark wizard.
"Patience, my bug-eyed friend," Voldemort said as he took the beetle from the cat's mouth "You'll get what's coming to you."
Everyone held their breath as Voldemort reached into his robes and pulled out what appeared to be the other half of the beetle. He carefully brought the two pieces together. The beetle suddenly glowed a pale golden color and flew out of his hands.
"Quickly! Follow the trail!" Voldemort shouted as they mounted their Rapidash and took off after the beetle.
Soon, the beetle separated into two parts again and flew into a large sand dune. Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling as the earth started to shake. The dune suddenly started to rise up and take form. When it was over, the dune had turned into a large tiger head.
"At last! After all my years of searching," Voldemort gasped "The Cave of Wonders!"
"Holy cow!" Weevil whispered in awe.
"Now, bring me the lamp!" Voldemort roared at Weevil "The rest of the treasure is yours, but the lamp is mine."
Weevil started walking towards the cave with a greedy look in his eye as he laughed his trademark laugh.
"Meowth, meow." Meowth purred, keeping up with his façade as a dumb Pokémon. When Weevil was out of earshot, he whispered to Lord Voldemort in a high-pitched Brooklyn accent.
"Geez, where'd you dig this bozo up? He's lamer then Jessie and James put together!"
"Silence!" Voldemort hissed.
Weevil was just about to enter the cave, when it suddenly roared and knocked him back.
"Who disturbs my slumber?" it growled. Weevil took a fearfully step back.
"It is I, Weevil Underwood, a humble duelist." He answered.
"Know this." The cave bellowed "Only one may enter. One who's true worth lies within: The Keyblade in the Rough." Weevil looked nervously back at Voldemort.
"What are you waiting for, Muggle? Go on!" the dark wizard rasped.
Weevil slowly made his way to the mouth of the cave. He cautiously stepped inside and froze in fear. Nothing happened. Weevil let out a relieved breath.
Suddenly, the cave roared again. Weevil screamed and tried to get out, but the cave collapsed on him. In a whirlwind of sand, the cave had turned back into a normal dune. All that was left were the two halves of the beetle.
"Seek thee out," the cave echoed "The Keyblade in the Rough."
Meowth shook the sand off of himself and spat out the sand in his mouth.
"I can't take it anymore!" he exclaimed as he retrieved the two pieces "We're never gonna get that stupid lamp! Just forget it!"
"Look at this," he continued pulling out clumps of cream-colored fur "I'm so stressed out, I'm shedding!"
"Patience, Meowth, patience." Voldemort said calmly as Meowth handed him the pieces "Underwood was clearly less than worthy."
"Oh, there's a big surprise." Meowth said, his voice ringing with sarcasm "You know what, I think I'm gonna have a heart attack and die from being not surprised! What are we gonna do? We've gotta big problem here. A big-"
Meowth probably would have gone on until morning if Voldemort hadn't clamped his mouth shut.
"'Only one may enter.'" He quoted to himself "We must find this one, this Keyblade in the Rough."
Okay, that's the first chapter. Again, reviews are much appreciated and flames will be ignored.
Also, if anyone has any good ideas for the Genie, I would love to hear them because I have no idea who to use -_-'