This fanfiction is a sequel to A Vacation Gone Horribly, Horribly Wrong. So, if you haven't read that yet, this story will make little to no sense. Well, it doesn't anyway, but still. Anyway, enjoy. This chapter is pretty short, but that's because it's basically the introduction.

It was strange that events in his book seemed more secure... more planned out. His real book, that is. Even when he was in danger, he knew that because it was a real book and that he was the main character, everything would turn out well.

But as Matthias was gripping the seat of the airplane, praying to whomever Redwallers pray to, he knew he didn't have that protection. Because this, he realized with alarm, was a fanfiction. Already the "author" killed off three characters (in unique ways, he might add), and now all of them were facing certain doom.

He glanced around at the other Redwall characters with him. They also went through the ordeal of staying at Disneyland, and so he felt some sort of kinship with them. Well, for the most part, he thought, glancing at Cluny. The only ones the author deemed necessary to the plot were here now. The rest of them- the lucky ones who were in this story but barely involved- got off at the airport.

All I wanted to do was take my family on vacation to Hawaii! He screamed in his mind.

"Okay, let's stay calm," Martin the Warrior said, "We know that Elisha won't kill us all, because she's in love with Chickenhound, and if he tells her not to then shemight have second thoughts."

"That would work," Sela said coldly, "If he a.) actually cared and b.) wasn't being held hostage in the pilot cabin."

"You guy are all so negative," Rose said.

"What's going on?" Veil asked. He had finally woken up, after being out cold for so long.

"Let's fill him in on what just happen, shall we?" Basil grumbled, "Because otherwise the reader will get very confused."

Cue flashback:

If you are just joining us, even though this is the second story in this series, then we'll begin from the top.

The many Redwall characters were flying away from Disneyland, where they had escaped from the Disney characters that were trying to kill them. Actually, we just summed up the last fic in one sentence. Well then. Just as some of the characters (the less important ones) got out into Mossflower International, the door slammed shut (on Ironbeak's foot). Elisha was standing there, smiling.

"Chickenhound!" She exclaimed, tackling him.

"H-how did you get here?" Chickenhound asked, shocked.

"When you guys landed at the gas station, my mom was driving by it with me after rescuing me from the tree I landed in after the balloon popped," Elisha explained, "Thanks, by the way. She was telling me off- 'Staying far too long in Disneyland' this, and 'Hanging out with strange rodents' that, and for some reason screamed at me, 'How dare you elope with a fox'. Ugh. So, when you landed, she hit the breaks and started panicking. I jumped out of the car and climbed in through a window and hid in the cargo hold. That Ice lady can't keep you and me apart!"

Locking the door, she kicked out Lady Amber from the pilot cabin and tied up Chickenhound in it. She then began to take the plane into the air, along with the remaining Redwallers. Basically, all of the characters who didn't really influence the story much were gone. After doing a headcount, Martin came up with the conclusion that the following characters were present: Himself (at least, he though so), Matthias, Rose, Cornflower, Basil, Gonff, Tsarmina, Badrang, Gonff, Ironbeak, Korvus Skurr, three of the five doomwytes (Martin honestly didn't care which ones), Magniz, Sela, Nightshade, Grissoul, Cluny, Swartt, Bluefen, Slagar/Chickenhound, Rollo, Lady Amber, Mattimeo, Veil, Constance (we need a badger, now don't we?), and Clogg. Anybeast left off of the list escaped the plane and could get them help from Mossflower, but it never crossed their minds to do so.

"That's... not good," Veil said.

"We took forever to explain that to you, now who knows where Elisha is taking us!" Swartt exclaimed.

"Veil, go to the naughty corner for being passed out and making it harder for us," Bluefen scolded.

Veil hated the naughty corner. All his life growing up in Redwall, he was sent to the naughty corner. One time, Bryony forgot he was there and he had to stay in the naughty corner for two days. He had to eat leftover asparagus from supper that some Dibbuns gave him, but nobody would question Bryony's authority. So, Veil now developed a fear of both the naughty corner and asparagus.

"NOOO!" He screamed.

"Okay, we don't have time for this," Martin growled, taking charge, "We have to get control of this plain before the crazy fangirl takes us to wherever it is she's taking us. Probably her house or something. Bleh."

"I found parachutes!" Rose exclaimed, "A whole bunch of them!"

"That works," Matthias said.

"What about Slagar?" Nightshade asked, worried about her nephew. She recently had visions of her extended family- Sela was her twin sister, Groddil was her younger brother, and Fortunata and Plugg Firetail were their parents.

"We have to leave him with Elisha," Matthias said, not exactly in a sympathetic way, "Nothin' else we can do."

Sela was silent, wondering if she should care or not.

Suddenly, an alarm went off.

"SHE PRESSED THE RANDOM BUTTON!" Slagar yelled from inside the pilot cabin, "THE BUTTON THAT MAKES THE STORY VERY RANDOM!"

They all screamed. Suddenly, a bunch of rainbow pigs all wearing tuxedos appeared and formed a conga line. Then they disappeared.

"That's what the random button does," the author warned.

"Guys..." Cornflower said, looking out the window, "We're over the ocean."

"We can swim, right?" Basil asked.

"!" Tsarmina shrieked.

"Leave her behind too," Dotti suggested.

"None of us can swim well enough to go get help from land," Martin said, "There's no land for miles. And the author pushed our otter out the window."

The author smiled guiltily, remembering the previous story.

"I know!" Mattimeo said, holding up the box of citrus fruit, "Remember? Elisha thinks these fruit are her children!"

"You're a genius," Matthias said. He took the lemon and walked up to the door.

"Elisha," He said, "We have Tucker Wan Kanobi Bob captive, and if you do not open the door right now, we will throw him out he window."

There was no reply.

"We also have the orange, Flag or whatever you named it, and we're not afraid to-"

Suddenly, the intercom came on.

"I kinda... took my allergy pills... dis mornin'," They heard Elisha say sleepily, "Dey make... me sleeeeeeepy. I sleep... *yawn*... now."

Suddenly there was a crash as her head collided with the controls. The plane began to dive down at a dangerous angle.

"Guys, she fell asleep on the lever that controls the altitude!" Chickenhound yelled from inside, "And, er, I'm kinda tied in the chair. I am loosing feeling in my arms as we speak."

"This is just great," Martin growled, "We're going to crash into the ocean."

"Who said all?" Ironbeak asked. He and the other birds were already trying to get the window open. Unfortunately, Elisha had pressed a button that locked the doors and windows.

"Well, that's just wonderful," Tarul sighed, "Yeah. We're all gonna die."

"You're so negative," Murig told him, "We might survive, and go off to Mossflower... somehow. We might... uh... fall into a magic portal to Oz where we will just have to click our heels together and say-"

"Murig," Frang interrupted, "You are an idiot."

"That might be the magic words!" Murig insisted. He began to click his heels together and say "Murig, you are an idiot" three times. Unfortunately, it didn't have the same effect as some other magic words would have.

"Can we please focus on getting out of this alive?" Rose asked.

"The altitude is five hundred feet and dropping," Chickenhound announced.

They all exchanged worried glances.

"Four hundred feet and dropping," Chickenhound said.

Everybeast began to panic.

"Three hundred feet and dropping," Chickenhound said.

Now, a majority of them began clicking their heels and saying either "There's no place like home" or "Murig, you are an idiot".

" On the plus side, I think Elisha is finally ready to admit we're not married," Chickenhound announced, "Two hundred feet and- AN ISLAND! WE'RE HEADED TOWARDS AN ISLAND!"

"Aaaaand?" Grissoul asked, "We'll still crash."

"Haven't you ever watched Lost? Or Flight 29 Down?" Chickenhound asked, "There's a chance we could survive!"

Just then, a sickening collision of the plane to the ground sent everybeast out cold.

Don't you hate it when they say...

TO BE CONTINUED