'Ello, everyone! I just wanted to say that I got this idea from reading other people's 'NiGHTS-goes-to-the-real-world' fics, from watching the movie "Enchanted" and from playing The Sims (I created a family with NiGHTS, Reala, and Jackle XD). Enjoy!

PS: NiGHTS doesn't have a gender as of yet. I'll just refer to NiGHTS as 'he' until further notice, just to be polite.

Note: I don't own the NiGHTS characters and I never will. I don't own anything else that might be copyrighted in this fic, just in case something copyrighted does come out.

NiGHTS: Journey Into New York

Chapter One: The Sweepstakes Winner

"In the niiiiiiiights, dream deliiiiiiiight. I want to see you standing theeerrrrrrrrrre--"

"SHUT UP!"

"Aw, I was just at the good part!" NiGHTS whined.

Reala crossed his arms. "I don't care. It's annoying all the way through."

NiGHTS put his hands on his hips and turned away from him. "Well if it bothers you so much, then maybe you should just leave."

"Good idea." Reala turned around and flew away.

NiGHTS looked back at him in surprise. "Wait! I didn't mean it!" But he was already too far away. "...Awwwwwwwwwwww, that's no fun!" he pouted.

Ok, a little background so you're not confused. NiGHTS and Reala were just hanging out in Nightopia because they were bored. Very bored. And when Reala resorts to hanging out with NiGHTS, you'll know just how bored they were.

Now that NiGHTS was alone, he sat in mid-air and began to play his invisible flute. Just then, a piece of paper came flying out of nowhere right in NiGHTS' face. "Hey!" He ripped it off. "Darn kids...didn't their mamas ever teach them about littering?" He was about to toss the paper away (kind of ironic since he hates litterbugs), when something written in big letters on the paper caught his attention. He read it. "'You won the Sweepstakes!'?" He unfolded the paper and read more, "'Congradulations sir or madam. You have won a trip to somewhere really cool! You may bring along two friends to share this adventure with. Do you accept this offer?'" NiGHTS grinned excitedly. "Of course I do!"

Another paper suddenly flew his way and he caught it. He read, "'Great! Then just fill out the unsuspicous form below and let the breeze carry it away to my not-so-secret headquarters.'" NiGHTS grabbed a purple pen from his vest pocket and said, "Ok!" He looked at the first question.

Name:

"That's easy." He wrote his name.

Age:

"Hmm, that one's trickier. I'll just put the infinite sign." He did.

Date of birth:

"Um, I'll just say the same time Nightopia and Nightmare were created." He did.

Weight:

"Uh, light. Very light."

Gender:

And that's when NiGHTS got stumped. "Aw man! I hate this question!" Truth was, he didn't know what gender he was supposed to be. "Ummmmm..." He stared at the paper while chewing on the end of his pen. "...Shoot. Guess I'll have to put both." He circled "Male" and "Female", though he didn't bother to note that the ink failed to completely show up around "Male". Then he looked at the next question.

Friends going with you, their names and genders:

NiGHTS thought about who he wanted to go with him, and finally decided on Reala and Jackle. He knew they were both male. The last question was,

Parent/guardian's signature (or your signature if you're over 18 years):

"Well, since I'm over 18 years, I can sign for myself!" NiGHTS did. He folded the paper and let the breeze take it. "Get there safely!" he called after it. He sat back down. "Now all I have to do is wait."

All of a sudden, another piece of paper fluttered to him and NiGHTS snatched it. "'This may take several minutes. In the meantime, round up your chosen friends and go to the Dream Gate at the non-overused time of midnight.'" NiGHTS shrugged. "Well, better go find Reala and Jackle." He tossed the paper away and flew off to tell his friends the great news.

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"NO WAY."

NiGHTS frowned. "Aw, come on, Reala! I really want you to come!"

But the red jester folded his arms over his chest and sat cross-legged in the air. "Forget it."

It wasn't this hard to convince Jackle to come along. In fact, it wasn't hard at all. Jackle always agrees to anything that sounds exciting. And NiGHTS was glad that Jackle tried to coax Reala.

"REAAAAAAALAAAAAAAAA!!!" Jackle screamed in his face. "YOU COME WITH NOW!! PLEAZZZ???????????????"

"Read my black lips: NO!!!!!!!!" Reala turned around sharply.

NiGHTS started to float away. "Well fine. Be that way." he said, sounding like Reala. "It's not as if I wanted you to come along anyway."

"Good."

"Let's go, Jackle." NiGHTS grabbed Jackle's hand and began to lead him away.

"But what about--?"

NiGHTS whispered to Jackle, "Don't worry, he'll called after us in 3...2..." He waited, but he didn't hear Reala. He realized his plan hadn't worked, so he decided to use his last plan. He rushed back to Reala, got on his knees and begged with big, blue eyes, "Oh pwetty pwease, Reawa! It's no fun witwout you!"

Reala, slightly disturbed, started to back away. "Stop that, you're creeping me out."

NiGHTS put his face right up to Reala's, purposly invading his personal space. "Ree? Please?" He batted his long eyelashes.

"Get away from me!" Reala pushed NiGHTS, but the purple jester wrapped his arms around him.

"Please, Reala, PLEASE!" NiGHTS bawled.

Then Jackle decided to join in. Wrapping his cape around Reala, he yelled, "YOU JUST GOTTA COME! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!"

Now Reala was officially freaked out. "OK! OK! I'LL GO WITH YOU! JUST LET GO OF ME!" Once NiGHTS and Jackle let go of Reala, he bolted in the direction of the Dream Gate.

NiGHTS called after him, "We don't have to go right now! Only at midnight!"

"What time is it now?" Jackle asked.

NiGHTS took out his pocket watch (he can't have a wristwatch 'cause he's got no wrists). "It's one o'clock. ...AM." He and Jackle looked at each other, then hurried after Reala.

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At the Dream Gate, NiGHTS and Jackle found Reala waiting by the fountain.

"Took you long enough." he muttered.

"Now what?" Jackle asked loudly.

A piece of paper blew over to NiGHTS. He picked it up and read it out loud, "'You're so very late! Where've you been all this time? Did you have to convince Reala or something?'" He slowly looked up at Jackle and Reala, who returned the same confused stare. He continued, "'Anyway, please remain in your exact spots. Do not move at all. Enjoy the ride.'"

"Ride?" Jackle echoed. "What ride?"

As if on cue, a huge and colourful portal appear right behind them all and began to suck them in.

"Whooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!" The three Nightmarens cried, their arms (or hands, in Jackle's case) flailing. Their cries faded as they were pulled into the portal and it closed.

Then, Wizeman came out of his hiding place and reared his big, ugly head. "Mhahahahahahaha! I am the greatest evil genius of all time!" More angrily, he shouted, "And I'm not ugly!"

Whatever. _

He continued to gloat, "This has got to be my best plan to destroy NiGHTS once and for all! And I don't mind getting rid of Reala, either, ever since he failed me in two games (NiD and JoD, of course). And Jackle's a loser. Besides, I'm going to be starting a new line of Nightmarens. I'll be even MORE powerful!"

Clawz, who was with Wizeman at the time, creeped out from behind his master's robe and asked him, "Um, Master?"

"What? Can't you see I'm busy gloating?" Wizeman said impatiently.

"Uh, I'm just wondering," started Clawz timidly, "where exactly did you send them?"

Wizeman looked at him and smiled evilly and sneered, "To a place where dreams don't come true."

So how was that? I bet you know where NiGHTS and friends end up just from looking at the title. I encourage you to review if you want this story to continue! I promise it'll be funny and good! :)