" Ah...my head." Rick groaned, his eyesight blurry and colors out of shape. His hand reached for his head, grabbing it as he groaned from this first time process. " Aye, that's not Mickey." An irish voice called out next to him. Rick's head shifted over, his eyes finally adjusting themselves and gaining vision. A small, yellow skinned gremlin appeared in front of him. He grabbed his head, dragging himself back to a wall. " W-Who are you?!" Rick's eyes widened as he pressed himself against the wall. The gremlin took off his blue cap, revealing short yet blonde hair," Relax, lad! You're fine!" while Rick almost upturned himself. " W-Were am I?" Rick almost shrieked, grabbing his shirt. " This is a bit of a bad time, but, Fort Wasteland!" The gremlin stated, adjusting his gauntlets and boots. An explosion sound made Rick jump, the gremlin looking up at the stairs. It seems that the two were
in some sort of bunker, almost full made of steel, yet built into the ground. It
was quite impressive for a bunker with the supplies and all, but mainly
it was used as a barracks.
The gremlin held out his hand," I'm Gremlin Louie, nice to meet ye!" grinning. Rick took a deep breath and shook his small hand," Pleasure to meet you. Now what the hell is going on!" helping himself up. Louie sighed," When I began to work on the tv ya came from, the blots attacked out of nowhere! The portal worked, but i'm afraid I got the wrong person." adjusting his goggles. Rick looked in his jacket, pulling out the brush he had stolen, smirking. "Are you sure about that?" Rick had his smirk glued, looking down at Louie. Louie made a small gasp," The brush! The legends were true!" jumping up.
" I'm not sure how to use it, but I could figure it out!" Rick pointed it to the people around him. " Hey hold on, mate! Not in here!" Louie grabbed his arm." Jump!" Louie shouted, Rick shrugged and did as he said. The two spun in the air, teleporting outside of the fort. Rick fell over," Oof! What was that?!" climbing back up and looking at the view. The fort wall was guarded by befriended blots and soldiers, firing cannons over at the incoming ships. Aparently, the docks were destroyed and had sunken into the thinner ocean. The ships had paused, creating a blockade which annoyed the fort. " It's a struggle!" Louie shouted over the cannonfire, pulling out a steampunk gun from his backpack. He kneed down and looked through the gun's scope, finger on the trigger.
" Sniping in the open is a bad idea!" Rick shouted, laying down next to him. Louie fired a shot, a sparking bullet coming out of the small barrel. The bullet then disappeared, followed by an explosion on one of the ships. " The thing about blots, is that they're careless with dynamite." Louie smirked, motioning a few soldiers to join him. He suddenly gasped," Get down!" grabbing Rick and pulling him down under cover. A thinner ball flew past them, slamming into the mountain next to them and melting part of it. Rick conjured up an idea," I'll be back." pulling out the brush and running down the hillside. " No, wait!" Louie facepalmed, rushing down after him. Rick finally reached the front wall of the fort, following the side of it. He jumped up, climbing up a rope and stood up on a wooden platform.
Soldiers ran up to the edges of the hillside they could, opening fire on the ships yet it was no use. Rick scratched his chin while running, suddenly stopping and noticing a bright color on the side of the hill. He extended his thumb on the brush while holding it, pointing it at the bright part and thinning it. The hill side fell down, crashing into one ship to make it sink into the thinner. Louie teleported next to Rick while Rick covered the spot back up," That's an idea right there! Any other spots!?" patting Rick on the back. Rick squinted, pointing over to another bright spot on the other side of the thinner. "Right so." The two jumped up, teleporting over there. Rick thinned out part of that mountain, causing a landslide on the other ship. Not only did Rick reform land, but stop the conflict. Soldiers and blots cheerer, Louie grinning.
"I guess you know how to use a brush, we gotta tell Gus!" Louie guided Rick back into the fort, two doors opening up to a projector. " A...projector?" Rick flipped through his notes, recognizing what it was. " Let's go!" Rick hopped in, appearing inside an old film. Looking at his cartoon self, he paused in amazement. Louie pushed him," Come on!" the two rushing past window cleaners and collecting floating tickets. After pushing on, the two found themselves in the square of Mean Street South. Louie took a deep breath," It feels good to be back home." grinning and flying over to a certain house. Rick followed, looking around. Mean Street looked colorful and somewhat happy, yet walls were built on the edges of it, some extra protection added too. Rick stepped inside, noticing a different colored gremlin. He had green skin, wearing dark orange clothes. The gremlin looked old and tired, sighing and rocking in a chair. " Gus! Hey!" Louie closed the door behind Rick. " Did you find Mickey?" Gus said, putting on his hat and adjusting his goggles.
" Not really, but we have the brush!" Louie pointed to Rick. Gus looked up," Oh, hello there! I've never seen you before!" wiping his goggles and putting them on. He gasped," Intriguing, another human has come!" getting out of his chair and observing Rick as if he were a pet. Rick watched him," Yeah, I found out about...Wasteland." adjusting his shirt. " How do you know about Wasteland if you're from the other world? Unless Mickey..." Gus scratched his chin. " No, Gus. People thought this place was a myth, until the mysterious disappearence of Alice." Rick replied. " Alice?" Gus looked at Louie," The Alice?" raising an eyebrow. " Possibly, aye." Louie nodded.
Gus walked back and forth," Alice was here, 7 years old. She disappeared that age, right?" Rick nodding to almost every question. " Yes, she's here. I'm afraid we don't know though, why would you want to find her?" Gus raised an eyebrow. Rick replied," If I brought her back to the other world, I'd be considered a hero for finding her." scratching his chin. Louie nodded," Alice isn't our only problem in Wasteland you realize." tapping Rick's shoulder. Rick looked down," What else is happening?" Gus beginning to reply.
" In Wasteland, after Mickey Mouse had saved us by teaching The Mad Doctor a lesson, The Doctor had recently died. He said that he was working on a project to save Wasteland, yet it only made us more diverse. In Mickeyjunk Mountain, the cards were tired of Oswald's lazy rule. Always leaving them, right? Well they revolted, rebuilt the mountain into a fort and claimed anyone who was with Oswald would be harshly punished. Not only that, something happened with the 'worx and blotlin' group. They got a new, mysterious leader named The Dark Blot who has a brush like you. Since villages, forts and towns are now building up defenses, he continues to grow in power. The blotworx army will not stop until they have what they need to destroy Wasteland."
Rick nodded," My notes and theories were wrong, this was already after the blot problem." grabbing his head. Louie looked at Rick with glistening eyes," Yet you, containing Mickey's brush, could stop the blotworx." giving a smile. Rick had a sweat coming on," Uh...I'm not so sure. I suppose, if it's to help make things better. I'd like to make my life worth living." making an awkward grin. " Haha! That's the spirit!" Gus cheered. " Now, what do you want me to do now? If i'm going to become a hero." Rick smirked, adjusting his jacket and putting away his brush. " Well recently, a scout ship was taken to Mickeyjunk Mountain. Maybe you and Louie could get them or their information back?" Gus offered.
" Well, if it's worth a shot I suppose. Any way we can get there?" Rick asked, putting on a backpack and packing it with snacks, supplies, thinner and paint. Louie says," If we took the projector, they'd suspect us as intruders. We could use my boat, small and durable." and proceeds over to load up his gun with two batteries. " Well okay, i'll see you later Gus." Rick waved and approached the door with Louie. Gus waved," Farewell! Good luck!" the two stepping out the door and approaching docks next to the projectors. The two stepped on a sail boat, leaving Mean Street South and sailing on the actual ocean. Rick took off his backpack and jacket, hanging the two up and approaching the outside. " Nice sea breeze, I like the boat." Rick says, grabbing onto the railing. The gremlin stepped out onto the deck," Thank you, it's my family's boat." floating on over to Rick. " You think we'll be able to come out alive? I've never been in any battle until now." He sighs. Louie nods and overlooks the mountain in a spyglass," Of course, you'll do fine."
