Hey guys! *cricket noise* ALRIGHT I GET IT. I know I haven't updated in like a YEAR. I was actually focusing on my Pokemon stories. I know it's not a excuse to leave you guys off for a year. It's not like anyone reads this. But I was an idiotic girl while writing it. I can assure you my writing has changed. If you compare it to my old chapters of this. It will be different. Sigh. I really can't remember what the OC's were. If you had an oc please PM them to me not in the reviews. I just need 2 OC's at max. Preferably two boy toons but it's okay. It could even turn out a group of all girls . But if no one PMs me OC's in a 2 to 5 days I will add my own characters. So here's what is need for the OCs.

Name, Toon Species, Color, Clothes and Personality. But here's the thing. This is the first chapter of the remake. Yay? Okay JUST READ IT.

Balance of Toontown

Intro

By: QueenLauraxx

A young toon. A peach dog that goes by the name of Sparkly Rose Lab. She was sitting on her bed, listening to her mother tell her about the enthralling story about how the toons of the toon resistance fought against the cog invasions.
"Flippy was a young pup, around your age when he experienced the invasion.", her mother said. "What happened during the invasion, mama?", asked Spark. Her mother looked at her with a guilty and gloomy face.

"Many toons went sad, even though we knew how to fight cogs since we have been doing it since we were in pre-toon school.", her mother stared at Spark. Spark seemed interested in this story.
"But this wasn't an ordinary invasion.", Spark's mom finally said. "What do you mean?", Spark asked with curiousty laced in her voice.

"What this is.", she paused for a dramatic pause. "What I mean is not only cogs are joining in this invasion, but their leader joined as well.", she continued explaining.
"But worst of all. Some of our toons. Toons that have been our friends since the beginning. Ones that helped you with your first buildings. And for toons sake! Ones that even helped you with your first battle! Toons that ride the trolley and laugh along with you as each one of you get a jellybean reward. The toons you thought you trusted. The toons that you thought loved you. Turned around. Betrayed you. Turning to the cogs side. Even abandoning their own hometown!", each sentence she said her voice raised an octave.

"I am telling you this because you need to know what it is like out there. This is the real world. Not some fantasy world you find yourself in dreaming, the day away.", the mother looked at the picture of Spark and herself.
"We need to learn. Train hard. Learn how to be the best. Take them down. Before they take you away. Just like they did to your father."

Spark gave a small gasp. Her mother looked at Spark. Spark's mother had tears glazed in her eyes. "It's about time I tell you the truth. And that there Spark is the truth."

Suddenly, the whole estate started shaking violently. Like the world had heard what had been said.
The mother looked at Spark alarmed. "You stay here. You hear me?", her voice hoarse from crying but there was still a voice there.
Spark nodded furiously. She then watched her only parent left, walk out into the world.

Spark awokened. She felt limp and tired. She looked around. What was a toon of age eight supposed to do when you are left alone in a destroyed world?
She got up and stretched. But her knees caved in from all of the weight. She fell down on her bottom. She got up once again but gained support as she grabbed a nearby table, that was literally split in half from the force of the quake.

She quietly walked towards the door. It took two seconds to examine the front door. She realized there was no door.
She walked out into the world. She felt useless, weak.

She was only eight years old. You gain one laff as you grow older. Once you hit ten years old you get an extra 5 laff also some gags and you are ready for a toon adventure.
But Spark had nothing. No mom not even a dad. No gags. Barely any laff. Even a level one flunky can one or two shot her.
She pondered where her mother had went.

It was like her mother was a ghost. First she there. Then poof she's gone. She sat down near the mailbox, and pulled her knees closer. She rested her chin on her knees. Then she waited.

A young, short cat. Midnight blue in color. She was possibly the same age as Spark. The violent quake had hit her hard too.
The same thing happened to her as well.

One of her parent figures had disappeared too. Her father. She walked from her now destroyed bedroom to the living room. It looked as if a bomb had been set off in the house. She sighed. She looked towards the fireplace.

Sitting perfectly fine was a picture of her family, with no cracks or broken glass on the fireplace mantle.
She looked at it curiously.

'Why is this not broken?' But she quickly changed her thoughts and started staring at the picture of them. She felt hot tears spring up to her eyes.
She forced down the tears. She had remembered something her father had said to her.

You do not cry. Life hurts. But pain gets you through life. If you were to not experience pain. Then life would be boring and dull.
She kept that in mind as she took out a mini version schticker book and teleported to the playground.

Spark waited. She realized her mother wasn't coming back. She sulked. But she was used to the pain already. She had lost her father. But now her mother? What else could she possibly lose?
She slowly got up. Her breathing frigid. Her eyes droopy.

She looked as if she was going to pass out of exhaustion.
But she pushed herself. She needed to learn. How to fight cogs, properly. But she can't help but wonder, how? How can she learn how to fight at that age. Toontown Central was designed for 15 laff and up. Certainly not 8 laff not to mention 8 years old.

She walked into her mess of a house. But for now she was gonna call it a shelter.
She went into the kitchen.

She had saw that her mother had made some cupcakes for the gag shop down at the playgrond. She had made these cupcakes before she had disappeared.
She grabbed one and started throwing it at a picture of a target that she had messily drew on the wall.
Each throw missed.

Then an important thought came to her. How am I supposed to survive when I barely survived the bullies in school?

As the young cat teleported to the playground. She found out the whole playground was deserted.
No toons in sight. Not even a fish in the pond. But she had also realized the playground too, was hit by the quake.
As she was walking around she was thinking.

What caused this quake? Do you think it was the cogs? Then in a flash in front of her. A maroon streak passed by her. The cat jumped back in shock. Once she regained herself.

She fixed her posture and walked toward the HQ, that had a couple pieces of bricks falling off.
As she walked inside she felt a low rumble. The door snapped shut.

And a low voice in a calm tone said," We've been expecting you, Shining Starlight."

Okay? Compare this to my other intro. Dang! Much longer and better. You see my brain finally functioned to write a chapter pass 700 words for a Toontown story. Without these authors notes. It is around 1,145 words. Yup. I've changed. :P

P.S: I came up with the quote. Possibly cause I just came up with it right then and there. Plus the mini schticker book they get when they turn 5. (I bet 10 cents I spelled schticker book wrong.)

Okay MAYBE not that much but I STILL did change. Anyways. Peace!

Edit: 9/13/14

-QueenLauraxx