And now, for the first chapter of my Klonoa fan fic!
Joiliante, the kingdom of joy; destiny foretold his return, to return to this spot in Lunatea. It was here, that the famed dream traveler, Klonoa, fought off a great monster in his quest to save Lunatea, now, he shall return to once again see his two friends, the smart alick, Popka, and the priestess, Lolo. The two traveled there to Joliante to await his arrival, but couldn't see the surprise coming.
"He must be around somewhere" said the striped creature with glassy eyes "I can smell him."
"Really?" his red head friend asked "What does he smell like?"
"Ya don't wanna know" he simply replied, leaving it at that.

Popka was Klonoa's "side kick" and was some... wierd doggy thingy. Standing up, he seemed to be two feet tall, and his fur pattern alternated between yellowish and brown, mainly on his broad, flat arms, both ending with three small claws used for flying. His tail was short, ending with a little pink ball and he had a pointed nose and brown, floppy ears. His most notable features were his red bandana and his emerald eyes that resembled two small sheets of stained glass.

His friend, Lolo, appeared to be a human with the exception of her cream colored, orange tipped kitty tail. Her hair, orange and shoulder length, appeared to be spiky at the ends. She had blue giant eyes, resembling deep pools of water, and fair skin. She was garbed in her usual clothes; dark pink shoes, black pants, a pink dress with a winged, triangle emrald, and her funny, cylindrical pink hat with a green feather. She greatly anticipated the arrival of her friend who departed long ago, and was very eager to show him how she managed to become a priestess, attaining her dreams like she said she would, but she had more reason to be excited, more personal reasons...

Not too far away, two cat-like figures wandered around in the crowds that were thicker than fog. The much taller one, Klonoa, scanned the crowd with cat-like hazel eyes in hope of spotting any familiar face. His body was entirely covered in coal black fur, with the exception of his chin, whiskers, tip of his short tail and the ends of his floppy ears, which were snow white and fanned out. He was dressed in red sneakers, blue shorts, a blue vest thingy, yellow gloves, and a blue base ball cap, that had an odd symbol of what looked like a yellow circle eating a yellow dot. His cap had been turned backwards, letting two thick strands of bangs stick out in the front.

The slightly smaller one, Marie, had an uncanny resemblance to Klonoa, with the exception of her long tail and sapphire eyes, and of course, being shorter. Her usual attire was rather... different; clothes that alternated between blue and purple. She wore purple and blue checkered pants, a vertically split purple and blue shawl, a blue shoe, a purple shoe, a blue glove, a purple glove, and a purple and blue split jester hat, each with a steel ball of the opposite color sewn to the ends. The only exception to her pattern was her golden collar with a strange, ancient pattern.

"Mmmmmmmm" Marie said, biting into a corn dog as she followed Klonoa "This stuff is good!"
"Where'd you get that?" Klonoa asked, stopping abruptly. Marie didn't see this coming as she accidently bumped into Klonoa.
"Manyo..." she moaned, rubbing her head before she answered "I found it laying around, I got one for you too." She took out another corndog from her shawl, slightly oblivious to the fact that it wasn't free.

"Kay..." Klonoa said "There's two things wrong with this. First, you shouldn't keep food in your shawl, second-"
"HEY!" someone yelled, running after them "Stop, thief!"
"Run!" Klonoa yelled, grabbing Marie's hand as they weaved through the crowds, denser than Marie's head. Luckily, the two managed to escape a safe distance away, both sure that they wouldn't be caught.
"Man... what's his problem?" Marie asked, panting heavily.
"Uhhhhhh Marie, that corn dog was his" Klonoa explained
"What kind of person would leave perfectly good food layin' around?" she asked, taking the last bite out of the corn dog.
"It wasn't laying around, it was FOR SALE!" Klonoa yelled, causing many stares.
"Meep?" Marie uttered "For sale..."
"I'll explain later" he said, regaining composure. "Klonoa!" someone yelled in glee "I finnaly found you!"
"ACK!" Marie yelled "We've been found!"
Saying that, she ran off, oblivious to Klonoa's yells.
"Marie!" he called "Come back! It's only my friends. MARIE!"

She couldn't hear him, his calls were drowned out by the loud thudding of her heart, mixed with fire works and carnival music. Not looking behind, she sprinted on ahead, on and on until her lungs burned greatly, forcing her to stop and take a break.

"Boy, that was a close one" she said, once again panting heavily "Wasn't it, Klo'?"
She heard nothing, but the erie whistle of the wind through stone walls, unfamiliar walls.
"Wait..." she thought aloud "his doesn't look like the park... where am I? Klonoa?"