Yay! finally got around to publishing the story I have had on my mind for a while, it's really short like only 3 1/3 pages but I will make chapters longer as the actual stories and adjusted fairy tales are done. I own nothing, other than my original characters (Ryan, Toby, etc.)

Reality Check

Chapter one: The wonderful world of Disney

"I still don't know why we're watching this movie," My best friend Toby muttered, my little sister Marie just smacked him in the head and continued to watch 'The Little Mermaid' which was the third movie in her Disney marathon. I for one was glad she admired the classic Disney instead of the 'wannabe-famous sit coms' they had on TV now. We had watched Cinderella and Snow White with Aladdin, Mulan, the Fantasia's, 101 Dalmatian's, and Lady and the Tramp left to watch.

"Rye-Anne, Toby's being a meanie!" My sister squealed,

"Marie, don't call me Rye-Anne."

"But your name is Ryan."

Toby sighed "What she means Marie is that Ryan doesn't want you to whine." I nodded; Marie just looked at me and nodded; for a six year old she could grasp concepts really well. "It's not her fault your parents gave her a boy name." He snickered and I kicked him in the shin.

"Shut up Toby."

We continued watching the movie and the doorbell rang, "I got it!" Toby shouted in my ear to be obnoxious. He walked to the door and answered the door, he came back with a box as he dropped it on my lap, and I opened it and saw a big metal wand. It looked like a replica of Cinderella's wand. "It came!" Marie squealed taking the wand and swinging it around the room

"Marie, please do not swing that thing arou-" Bam! It hit me on the head, a throbbing pain overwhelmed my brain I struggled to focus on my surrounding but heard another thud and Toby was sitting next to me rubbing forehead. I fought the urge to close my eyes and lost surrendering into my subconscious.

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"Wakey, wakey" A squeaky voice said as it shook my shoulder. I opened one eye and saw Toby was still asleep and Marie was too; I opened one eye to see a big mouse looking at me over my shoulder. I screeched loudly as my mind processed what I had on my back, Toby jerked awake and saw the mouse on my shoulder and sighed taking it into his hand.

"Ooh sorry, hehe. I should introduce myself, Mickey Mouse!" He said holding out a small hand or paw. I stopped screaming and looked at the mouse with surprise; I was sort of surprised Marie didn't wake up.

"It talks." Toby said in just as much shock as I had, I sighed in relief that he heard it too.

"Excuse me bub but I am not an 'it'! Walt would have never allowed anyone to address me that way!" The mouse squeaked. I giggled than faced the mouse in complete seriousness,

"Wait. Do you mean the Walt, As in Walt Disney?" I asked; Mickey looked up and nodded. "Wow, you're legit aren't you?" I said and stroked one of his ears with my finger. He chuckled,

"Ryan don't touch it, those things carry disease." Toby protested; Mickey jumped on him and began yelling at him in un-Disney like words. I tugged Mickey off Toby's face,

"Tobes, he isn't an ordinary mouse. His verbal communication distinguishes that alone." I persuaded. Mickey blew him a raspberry.

"Gosh Walt did a good job choosing you," He beamed then turned to Toby and grimaced "You however I don't know what he was thinking."

"What do you mean, Walt Disney never chose me. He was dead long before I even existed," Mickey just smiled at me and then skittered over to my little sister taking the wand out of her small hands. He seemed to grow a few inches as he walked back over to me and was the size of a big stuffed animal.

"When Walt was alive and knew his time was coming, he didn't want me or any of his other creations to disappear; so he created this wand to find two people to carry on his imagination, his true imagination." Mickey said. "I don't think he ever expected those two people to be in the same place. Say, why did you wra- OW!" Toby shook Mickey violently with a rosy pink blush spreading across his cheeks. I took Mickey from his hands and shot Toby a glare. Resisting a giggle as Mickey's pupils went back to the center of his eyes. "Anyways, you two have been chosen for an important mission." Mickey said wearily. I smacked Toby for hurting him;

"What mission Mickey?" I asked sweetly. Mickey sighed and pointed at the television which had a freeze frame of Prince Eric and Ariel on the boat, one of my favorite scenes if I may add.

"They are disappearing, all his work. More they are becoming real, as we speak Ariel may just be a normal girl with many sisters and a love for the ocean and Prince Eric a rich boy; you two have to bring the story together as it should be. All the fairytales under the Disney name." He said "Including Brave now that she's technically a Disney princess too." He noted.

"Wait, we have to play brothers grim and help the story meet its end?" Toby clarified, Mickey nodded. I looked on the table and saw all the Disney movies Marie and I had been collecting over the years and saw all the work we would have to do.

"Yes. I know it will be hard but."

"Hard, try impossible, first off I know nothing about romance and neither does Ryan!" Toby argued. Mickey had a strange expression on his tiny mouse features; almost a smirk but a knowing glare he had on his face. Toby must have noticed it too because he turned scarlet and turned away from him, I felt out of the loop but shook it off quickly and smiled.

"It's not all about the love and romance Toby," I began. He groaned dramatically. "I mean it's about the bad guys to- Mickey, we have to battle the Disney villains don't we?" I asked. Mickey shifted awkwardly and gave me a nervous nose twitch; "Mickey." I warned.

"Okay, yes. You Ryan Anahis (Anna-yis) Cameron and Toby Simpson have to defeat all the Disney villains in order for this to be mission to be fully accomplished." Mickey smiled shyly. I nodded, anyone else this would sound completely crazy but to me the more I heard it the more I listened to the mouse of my childhood; the more I believed him,

"Ryan, you don't actually believe him do you?" Toby exclaimed. I looked at him and smiled,

"Actually Tobes, yeah I do. Do you? Because I will do this alone if you want." I said simply. His face went pale as he saw the seriousness in my tone; he then sighed and reluctantly nodded looking at me. I laughed and hugged him; Mickey looked at us and smiled. I had been friends with Toby since I was five. I was fifteen now so it was a good ten years of friendship; if it would ever be more than that? I have no freaking clue.

Toby's P.O.V

I couldn't believe Ryan was listening to this stupid mouse; he could very well be a hallucination due to the blow in the head her little sister gave us. All I know was that the Mouse was a jerk and a conniving, little blackmail; I subconsciously had wrapped my arm around her waist while we slept. The scent of her strawberry shampoo still tickled my nose, I have had a crush on Ry ever since we were in sixth grade; maybe even before then but all I knew was that something about the green eyed girl made me want to jump off a bridge to make her happy. Too bad that I couldn't choke the rat to do so making me happy as well, I only said yes to her asking because if she was going into fairy tale land who was to say that she wouldn't fall in love with a guy that swept her off her feet into a magical fairy tale ending. Nope, I was going to make sure that didn't happen to Ryan before I could tell her how I felt.

Ryan's P.O.V

Mickey spoke a little more about the fairy tales we needed to fix which was:

Tangled, Brave, Princess and the Frog (the story will adjust itself to real life situations so no searching in towers or by the Bayou), Snow White, Mulan (Twice, according to both movies), Cinderella (Twice, the second movie doesn't count), Aladdin, The little mermaid (Just the first one), Sleeping Beauty, Beauty and the beast, Pocahontas, Hercules, and Tarzan. All adding up to 13 movies we needed to adjust or fix according to the movie, and I hated doing things by the book so this was going to not be as fun as I presumed. Toby smiled at me giving me the assurance I needed.

"Oh," Mickey squeaked "Before I forget." He pulled a necklace and wrist watch out of his from his red shorts pockets and handed me the gold pendant with a 'W.D' on it and a silver wrist watch with the same letters on the engraving. I put it up to my neck trying to connect the clasps; Toby must have noticed my struggle and took the necklace from me. Motioning for me to turn around, I did and he pushed my hair aside connecting the clasps finally, I thanked him and as I saw Mickey just smile at Toby for a moment. I look at Toby who was blushing scarlet color; I heard a slight muffled noise before I turned my attention to Marie who was stirring and about to wake up. Mickey must have seen this too because he winked at us and faded to dust. The dust went to each of our pendants, Toby and I exchanged a glance saying 'Was this a dream?' Marie yawned and stretched her arms dramatically before looking at Toby and I.

"Why did the little mermaid stop?"

That's all for now but I will upload more later :) review please, I could use the advice but no flames

-LunaAzul829