Once upon a time, there was a Toon. That Toon was Mickey.
Oh, maybe I should introduce myself. Hi, my name is Fite. You might have seen me on Youtube (not likely, I'm not that famous) or on Toonbook. I use the same Profile Picture for both. Anyways, this is the story of me. Oh, it's not? Sorry, wrong story. This is the story of my cousin and me. Yeah, I think that's it. Yep, that's it. It's going to be awesome, trust me.
My cousin's name is Cutesnout. She's a dog. She's very pretty. The funny thing is, I'm a cat. Weird, huh? Well, anyways, Cutesnout is a dog with different colors. She has a magenta head, a dark green body, and lime feet. I'm an aqua cat. I'm a lot taller than Cutesnout. I wear a hot pink striped shirt and light pink skirt. I don't have any accesories. Cutesnout wears a couple different outfits. This particular day she was wearing her favorite outfit, a dark magenta striped shirt and dark magenta shorts. It was a normal day in Toontown, we were hanging out in Toontown Central, when Professor Prepostera, a personal friend of mine, walked up to us. "Hey, Fite!" he said. "Hey, Pete!" I replied. "This is Cutesnout. We were just hanging out, restocking our gags, you know how it goes." "Toontastic! That means you're free, right? I need someone to test a new invention of mine." "Cool! I can totally do that. Do you wanna, Cutesnout?" I replied. "Sure! Sounds fun! As long as I don't get morphed into a mouse like Fite did last time." Cutesnout responded. "No, that was a silly glitch. It should be fine this time." Professor Prepostera laughed. "Okay, then, let's go!" Cutesnout said.
We walked into his lab, to see a large machine with a door on the front. "It looks like a teleportation machine," I commented. "Precisely that!" Professor Pre— should I just call him Pete? I'll call him Pete. So anyways, "Cool! So, where does it teleport to?" Cutesnout asked. "Well, it's this alternate universe that no one knows much about," he replied. "I really don't know anything about it, which is a first," he giggled. I giggled, too. "So, how does it work?" "Well, you just step in through the door, sit down in the chairs, and press the button. It will lock your seatbelts. Here's a remote control, so you can come back whenever you're ready," he replied as he handed it to me. "Okay, thanks!" I said as I took the remote. "Let's go, Cutesnout!"