Oke doke! Here's Chapter 3 for all of you! It's called: "Copy Crap"... LOL, JK, JK... but there's a reason for that anyway- maybe for the next chapter- no, not exactly for humorous reasons... Anyways, this time, we're heading on to the "rising action" of this story... at least I think that's what it's called... nah that should be after this...

I DO NOT own most characters from this story. Most will belong to their creators, and channels, including: Cartoon Network, Nickelodeon, Disney Channel/Disney XD, The Hub, and occasionally, or possibly just cameos, of Adult Swim characters.

Chapter 3: The Line

A certain raccoon stared down at his worksheet once more, before walking to the front desks. He stood on his toes so that he could see the clerk more clearly, interrupting a conversation between one woman with gray hair, glasses and an arched back, and a young looking redhead in a business suit.

"Hey- excuse me lady, but do you know-"

"'EY! Watch it y-you l-l-little r-rat!"

BONK!

The old lady somehow had a cane with her the whole time, which she used to whack Rigby with on the head.

"OW!" Rigby groaned. "What was that for? I was just trying to ask for-"

That was when everyone behind him yelled in frustration. Turning his head, the raccoon's ears lowered again, his eyes wide enough to cover half of his face, and the pupils were nothing more than a poke from an ink pen.

"Oh..."

"Um, excuse me, but you need to get in the line..."

The mammal turned his head, and saw the redhead staring at him, gesturing him to stand in the back of the line.

"Oh! Right!" Rigby replied. Now he knows why everyone was angry. He walked his way to the back, face-palming himself as if expressing the, "how-could- have-I-been-so-stupid" look, but what the others didn't know, is that he was hiding of embarrassment. He has never shown true embarrassment while acting for his show, and obviously because everything wasn't supposed to be real, but if the his feelings were happening during an act- people would've laughed. Well, that is the whole point of his- his creator's show. It's an animated comedy, like the yellow animated family he and Mordecai met once, known as "The Simpsons." Except... his- his creator's show was targeted towards- most likely- young adolescents to adults. Those guys on the other hand? They're definitely for adults.

Wait, why am I thinking off-topic?

"Hey kid! We've been wai'in' here for four whole minutes! You on the line or what?"

"Huh?" The raccoon's heart jumped from the sudden interruption. He turned his head, looking up, only seeing another angry-looking woman. But after the same voice shouted again, he realized he had to look down.

A short, blue creature, with a beard and two tiny buckteeth and horns was standing behind him the whole time. And he is a tiny character. Like, really, tiny. Squashed-by-the-foot-and-picked-up-by-the-palm tiny. Yet, his voice was unrealistically deep, despite his size. Not only that, he looks familiar.

Rigby, trying not to look embarrassed, quickly took action.

"Hey man- I mean dude- or whatever you are... I was just trying to- uh-" He looked around.

"Tryin' to... what?" The smaller character interrupted (again), getting impatient.

Rigby looked back at the creature, and sighed, as if defeated.

"Oh!" He began, suddenly changing the tone of his voice. "Did I say 'try'? Well, excuse my grammar- but I meant that I was distracted by some-" He searched for a fitting word. "-actions..."

The blue character only exhaled in annoyance. "Just get moving," is all he said. And there's no need for him to say it twice. Instead, it was something else.

"Chestnut is gettin' tired of waitin."

Rigby paused. "Wait... Chestnut?" He looked back at the creature, suddenly remembering who he was. "You're one of the minor characters of 'Chowder'!"

"Yeah, yeah, just get moving..." Okay, so he did say it twice.

"But, wasn't your show-"

"It's not my show, or anybody's show, anymore!" Chestnut spat out. "That show is old now, and was cancelled months ago, or years ago from outside of this virtual world! The 'Chowder fans' must've already forgotten about us!"

"But-"

"And that year, was when several new shows started to take over; including yours!"

The raccoon froze. His ears lowered in defeat, having nothing to say. He was usually known to be the "immature" and "impolite" type, but he really wanted to at least show sympathy for another character. He'd mock at the "kiddy shows", especially the animations with "childish" character designs, and "crappy kids' morals"; whenever he had the chance, such as with his friends- most being from his creators' current show and older ones as well. Speaking of kiddy shows, He was referring to the short character's show as one of them.

And this mocking and teasing has been going on for approximately three years. In virtual world of cartoon channels, a year would feel like six months, instead of six years.

Rigby sighed.

"I'm... sorry, that, I upset you... how about if you guys go in front of me...? I'll just..." He looked at the other stands, which happened to also have long lines.

Another sigh.

...

What felt like hours for a living organism passed. During that time, Rigby decided to pay attention to two things: the line, and thinking, which he was usually too lazy to work on, but what the heck. Time isn't going to take that long anyway.

He then remembered to pay attention to the laws more often. After hearing what Mordecai said, he had to. Though the laws he broke so far were all minor, he can't risk it again to lose a friend. So he started with math and scientific "stuff". Memorizing from a textbook read from last night (for not having a chance to play video games, since the television screen broke ((again)), he began:

An animated cartoon can walk thousands of kilometers per step- that is, how it may most possibly feel for a living organism, including the species that have created them, known as "humans". Although the outside world may seem to move at a much slower pace, doesn't mean that an animation can break through the wires, fly out of the cable and get a chance to see the full Earth. The most genius cartoon scientists have studied the air out in the world, and have browsed through the "automatically locked Safe-Search" internet (and only getting the chance to know that only humans have made more things discoverable), and have seen and shown the outer atmosphere of the Earth. If an animation were to be exposed to the outer world, it would rather look like an electric spark of light. With further examinations, it is possible for electricity to fade in several seconds in mid-air, so it may perish a cartoon. So far, no character has ever gone out to the oxygen before, but neither was it recommended. It has been restricted from being exposed to our virtual world, at around year 1998, with the exceptions of three-dimensional/organic life/copy-and-paste effects.

That was about the scariest yet coolest research Rigby has ever gone up to. He wanted to try it out, but remembering that it was a law, he regret it.

He then started memorizing the next chapter, ignoring the "classwork and homework" he went through (but didn't do).

The mind of an animated character can build up to use 130% of information to be stored in the brain, or body, if one doesn't have a brain. Everything else used to control and create the body is 230%. On average, 40% can be memorized information learned each day, while the other 90% is usually something we hold on to, or have to be reminded about, until something new comes in. Though our creators, the humans, have much less storage in their brains at a time. They have a 100% capacity of use total, but only use 10% for storing information they learn daily.

Huh. He didn't exactly remember that until now for some reason.

"Next!"

A feminine voice called.

Oh. Looks like it's time.