"Alright, take them away boys!"
Meanwhile, in another part of the forest, some toons were being taken away due to many people arresting and finding them. One of them was a tiny ten year old boy with a pink shirt and infamous pink hat. To top it off, he had buck teeth. His name was Timmy Turner. He was being held Prisoner by the evil babysitter Vicky. "Icky" with a "V".
Timmy watched in slight fear as a human came in with a small, pure white, kitten. His name was Cloudkit. "What do you have there?" The leader of the guards, Shego, asked. "This here is a tiny wild kitten." Cloudkit looked up defiantly. "I'm not a kit, I'm a Warrior!...Well, not yet but-," "That earns you 300 munny. Take him away." Shego ordered the guards as they picked Cloudkit up.
"Hey! Let me go or I'll claw your eyes out!" Cloudkit demanded, bravely. Timmy looked up at Shego.
"Come on! Cosmo and Wanda can't handle Poof too well unless I'm with them. Please, just let me go!" Timmy begged. "Shut up, twerp!" Vicky silenced him. "Next!" Shego shouted. Vicky came up with Timmy. "Alright, now act like a beaver." Vicky whispered to Timmy.
"What do you have there?" Shego asked, eyeing Timmy. "I have a talking beaver." Vicky lied. Timmy frowned slightly. I'm not a beaver.
"Alright, he's worth 5,000 munny… That is, if you can prove he talks." Shego said. "Alright then, talk, twerp." Vicky ordered Timmy. Timmy got a scheming smile on his face as he didn't say a word. Shego looked rather impatient.
"Well?" Vicky laughed nervously. "He's just scared. Believe me, he's a real chatter box." She glared at Timmy maliciously. "You better speak, or I'll-," Shego interrupted her.
"I have a manicure in a few hours, so I don't have time to wait. Guards!" The guards were about to grab her, but Vicky interrupted them. "No wait! He really does talk!" She assured them. She grabbed Timmy's mouth and did a poor fake Timmy voice.
"I can talk! I love to talk! I'm the loudest chatterbox on this side of the forest!" She imitated. Shego didn't buy it. "Get her out of my sight." She demanded.
"No! Let me go! He really can talk!" Vicky shouted as the guards took her away. Timmy started stifling laughter. As the guards were taking her, Vicky accidentally kicked Tinkerbell out of Sora's(the Sora from digimon) hands, and the pixie dust landed on Timmy, lifting him off the ground.
"Cool! I can fly!" Timmy said excitedly. "He can fly!" Sora said. "He can fly!" Jayfeather, Lionblaze, and Hollyleaf said at the same time. Shego looked surprised as she realized something. "He can talk?!" She shouted.
"That's right, I can talk! And I'm not a beaver! I'm an average kid who no one understands with buck teeth! Now I'm a flying human. You've seen a house fly, you've seen a horse fly, but you have never seen a kid fly… with the exception of Peter Pan. See ya!" Timmy suddenly realized that the Pixie dust was waring off.
"Oh boy…"
Timmy landed on the ground with a small thud. Shego saw her chance. "Seize him!" The guards and Shego started chasing a terrified Timmy all the way farther into the forest. Timmy suddenly ran into Sora, who turned around at the sudden impact. Timmy hid behind the Keybearer as Shego and the guards approached.
Shego stopped and as soon as she looked at Sora, she suddenly looked scared. "You, Keyblade Master." She said, taking out a scroll. "Who, me?" Sora pointed to himself. As Shego was reading, Sora got ever closer to her, making her more scared.
"By order of Doctor Drakken, I hereby place you under arrest and relocate you to somewhere…" Sora smirked at her. "Oh, is that so? You and what army?" He asked. Shego looked behind her and realized that the guards ran away. She laughed nervously and ran away as well.
Timmy smiled and would have laughed if he didn't notice that Sora was already walking away from him. Timmy ran over to him and started talking again. "Can I tell you something? You were really amazing back there. Incredible, even!" He said. Sora sighed and turned around. "Are you talking to-?" He realized that now Timmy was nowhere in sight. "-me?" He started walking again, only to have Timmy scare the heck out of him as he darted in front of his face.
"Yeah, I was talking to you! Those guards thought "I am big and strong" but they were very wrong when they ran into you!" Timmy said enthusiastically. "That's really great." Sora said, sarcasm ringing in his voice. Timmy didn't seem to notice. "I love freedom!" He cheered. Sora finally had enough and turned around.
"Why don't you celebrate it with your own friends?" He asked. Timmy got a bit of an awkward look on his face. "I don't have any friends. And there's no way I'm going back there by myself." His face lit up as he thought about something. "Hey I've got a great idea! I can stay with you!" He walked next to an annoyed Sora.
"You're a lean, mean, fighting machine; together we can scare anyone!" Timmy said. Sora finally lost it, and transformed into Anti form. He hissed at Timmy and unsheathed his claws warningly. Timmy didn't even flinch. "Wow, that was really scary!" Sora reverted back to his regular self, seeing that he couldn't even scare the kid into leaving. He tried ignoring him. It didn't work.
"By the way, if you don't mind me saying that you look a lot better when you're not all black and scary. People could mistake you for a heartless." Timmy continued. Suddenly he popped in front of Sora's face again, still chatting away.
"You nearly burned my pink hat off! Just like the time mmmph mmmph." Timmy continued talking even when Sora covered his mouth with his hand. Vicky wasn't kidding when she said he was a chatter box.
"And then I wished Cosmo was having a baby, and he kept throwing up on me for months." Timmy continued. "Why are you following me?!" Sora asked out of pure annoyance. Timmy grinned. "I'll tell you why." For reasons unknown, he started singing.
Cause I'm all alone, there's no one here beside me.
My problems are all gone, there's no one to deride me!
But you gotta have friends-!
"STOP SINGING!" Sora ordered angrily. He picked up Timmy by his pink hat and shouted. "Well, it's no wonder you don't have any friends!" Timmy kept grinning.
"Man, only a true friend would be that honest with me!" Timmy said. Sora sighed. "Listen, beaver like kid, take a look at me! What am I?" He demanded. Timmy eyed him head to toe.
"Uhhh… In need of a haircut?" "No! I'm a Keyblade Master! You know, summon your Heartless and nobodies! Doesn't that bother you?" He asked. Timmy shook his head. "Nope." Sora's face softened to confusion. "Really?"
"Really, really!" Timmy assured him. "Oh, okay…" "I like you already. What's your name?" Timmy asked. Sora thought for a second. "Um…Sora." He replied.
"Sora? You know what I like about you Sora? You've got that attitude that says "I don't care what others think about me." That's cool." Timmy said. As soon as the two got to the top of the hill, they saw Sora's house there.
"Look at that. Who would wanna live in a place like that?" Timmy asked in slight disgust. "That would be my home." Sora replied. Timmy grew uneasy.
"And it's uh… beautiful! You used such a modest budget. I like the boulder there too." He said, trying to save his butt. Sora and Timmy passed a sign that said keep out, and it had a picture of Sora's Kingdom Key on it. "I guess you don't like to entertain, do you?" Timmy guessed, still looking at the sign. "I like my privacy." Sora replied.
"I do too! Another thing we have in common! Like I hate someone for when you give them a hint, they still won't leave. Then there's that big awkward…silence."
Timmy's remark brought an awkward silence between the two, until Timmy finally broke it by asking:
"Can I stay with you?" Sora looked shocked. "Wait, what?!" "Can I stay with you, please?" Timmy begged. Sora put on a false welcoming smile. "Of course you can stay!"
"Really?"
"No." Sora said flatly.
"Please, I can't go back there!" Timmy fell on his knees in front of Sora. "You don't know what it's like to be called a freak!" Sora glared at him as Timmy realized the mistake of what he just said.
"Well, maybe… you do. But that's why we have to stick together! You gotta let me stay! Please! Please!"
Sora finally gave in. "Okay! Okay. But one night only." "Oh, thanks!" Timmy darted inside. "No! What are you-?" Timmy zipped all over the place. "This will be great! We can stay up late, tell each other scary stories, and in the morning… I can get junkfood."
Sora growled and wished desperately he could stick his Keyblade in Timmy's-"Where should I sleep?" Timmy asked. "OUTSIDE!" Sora demanded, pointing out the door. Timmy suddenly looked very sad. "Well yeah, I guess that's fine. I mean I don't you, and you don't know me so outside is best I guess. Here I go." Timmy walked past Sora, still looking sad.
"Goodnight." Sora slammed the door shut behind Timmy. Timmy was muttering to himself behind the door.
"I don't mind the outside. If beavers don't then I don't mind either. I'm all by myself."
Timmy sniffed and began singing quietly.
I'm alone. There's no one here beside me…