Long time no see, oui? E, well I'm back and ready for more action! Woohoo! Lets begin yes?

Blinky: Blah, blah, disclaimer, blah. Lets just do this!


Double Trouble Part 1

"Oh pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaasssssse?" Winky whined.

"For the twentieth time Winky, no way! I'm not gonna let you guilt me into playing your boring game, again." Pinky snapped.

The two were floating cautiously through Stalker Valley, hoping not to run into the monstrous eels. After following the pink ghost all day, annoying the slime out of her, Pinky finally put her foot down with a firm 'no'.

"Come on, Pinky. I don't have anyone else to play with." Winky whined.

Pinky shook her head for the last time before spotting another ghost's spectrum light on the other side of the valley. "Hey, is that Inky coming? He might play with you!"

Winky turned around and indeed found Inky floating aimlessly around Stalker Valley. "I don't know Pinky, do you think that Inky will really want to-" Just as she turned back to face her friend the pink ghost was gone.

Huffing, the purple ghost glided over to her blue friend. "Hey, Inky! What brings you to Stalker Valley?" She asked sweetly.

Inky shrugged. "I was looking for Blinky around here, but I guess finding you instead isn't that bad. What about you? I thought you didn't like Stalkers..."

Winky looked around frighteningly. "There are Stalkers around?"

Inky face-palmed before replying. "Geez, how you manage to find your way around is a mystery."

Winky giggled. "Why, thank you. Anywho, I was wondering...if you'd like to play a game with me. Please! Pinky said no, and Clyde was too busy to play. I'd ask Blinky but-"

"Okay, okay. I'll play with you!" Inky complained.

"Really?"

"Anything is better than hearing your unhappy whine."

Winky cheered and hugged her friend. "Yay! Lets go!"


The two ghosts flew back to Winky's dragon station in Dragon Canyons. "Hmm, this is a good spot."

Inky looked around. "Why are we at your dragon station? Aren't there sleeping dragons here?" Winky shook her head. "Yeah right, all of my dragons are out practicing...unless Fuzzy was too nervous to go..." Winky peered into the sleeping cave where her dragon, Fuzzy, slept. "Hello?" Her voice echoed. After a minute she turned back to Winky only to find that he wasn't alone. Clyde had joined the couple and was talking to his younger brother.

"Winky!" Clyde exclaimed importantly. "We need to get to the castle! Betrayus has summoned the NetherWorld's mad scientist, Dr. Buttocks!"

Winky pondered for a moment. "Uh if he's from the NetherRealm, how come I've never heard of him?"

Inky scoffed. "We don't have time to ask questions, we need to go spy on that meeting!"

The trio of ghosts quickly traveled to the castle, of course picking up Pinky and Blinky along the way. "Oh great we've missed half of the meeting, thanks to someone." Inky glared at Winky who blushed. "I'm sorry..." She muttered.

"Come on, we can still catch the rest of it!" Blinky flew ahead first to wait outside of the large doorway.

"-that I, Dr. A. H. Buttocks, am the greatest scientist to ever exist! Behold!" He held up what looked like a double faced ray gun. "The Monster Molecular Multiplier." He aimed the ray at a Stalker who was residing next to the mad doctor.

Winky whimpered and edged away from the scene. The Stalker multiplied by two and stared at itself...Unfortunately, Stalkers don't do well at seeing their own reflection, so the two split the scene whining like puppies.

"So I picked a wimpy monster," Dr. Buttocks shrugged. "Who knew?" He quickly straightened and aimed his ray at the unwary Gargoyle castle guard. The monsters roared in anger and spit fire simultaneously.

"Poor Pac-Man-" Pinky started before she was cut off by her older and younger brother. Winky floated backwards even farther, her fear levels tripled.

Betrayus floated over to Dr. B and snatched his invention. "Mine." He proclaimed before going on with a speech about how his army will crush PacOpolis, and their defenseless Pac-People, when he accidentally hit himself with the ray.

Winky whimpered when the ray hit Betrayus. "Oh great..." She muttered when the duplication was complete. "Now there are two Betrayuses."

"Come on Winky," Blinky swiftly took her arm and guided her away from the castle foyer.


"Will you three hurry up, we have to warn Paccums!" Pinky shrilled for the third time. Pinky and her purple friend were ways ahead of the boys as they rushed to make their way to the surface world.

Winky was too afraid to lag behind -for they decided to take a short cut in Stalker Valley- and stayed as close to Pinky as possible. Just as she scanned the area once again for any Stalkers, she felt a weird tingling sensation.

She squealed and frantically waved her arms. "Make it stop!" She whined.

Pinky glared around the area only to find that there was no feasible explanation for what caused it.

The Ghost Gang gasped. Winky sighed with relief noticing the tingling stopped. She looked up at her friends. "What?" She asked only to notice her voice doubled. Looking to her right, another unique ghost with green eyes stared back at her. Winky squealed in fright and rushed to hide behind Pinky.

"Well that's not a very nice way to greet yourself." The other ghost huffed sarcastically.

"What just happened?" Inky asked obviously confused.

Clyde turned back to face the castle. "Dr. Buttocks' ray must've missed it's target and bounced all the way out here, poor Winky just so happened to be in its path."

"We don't have time to waste, just bring both of them." Blinky answered curtly.

The other Winky rolled her eyes. "There is no way I am going to travel with her. She's a constant pain in the slime, and she's always whining. Trust me, I know, I had to live in her."

Winky started to cry. "Why am I so mean?"

Clyde shrugged. "I don't think that's you, Winky. It's just a part of yourself that don't act on very often."

"So what do we do with them? We definitely can't take them both, and leaving the copy here alone will do the same damage." Inky groaned.

Blinky sighed. "Whatever it takes. They'll just both have to stay here until we figure it out. Sorry Winky."

The original purple ghost gasped and shook frightfully. "Leave me here with her! She's so mean!"

"Well someone has to watch Mean Winky. Besides it'll be fine, trust me. Besides its either that or have Pac-World crumple to pieces." Blinky added bluntly.

Winky sighed. "Okay..." The other crossed her arms and turned her back towards the group. The Ghost Gang exchanged skeptical looks before floating off to continue their mission.


The two Winkys traveled through Dragon Canyon silently. "I'm hungry." Mean Winky growled. Nice Winky sighed and turned back to her pompous duplicate.

"Maybe we can go to Ogle's and eat some of that sludge stew. It's free of living or dead things."

Mean Winky stuck out her tongue in disgust. "Ew gross. I don't know how you ghosts eat that stuff!" She did a u-turn and headed in that direction.

"Where are you going?!" Nice Winky called out.

"I'm gonna go find a Pac-Worlder, maybe they'll taste better than the food here!"

Nice Winky gasped. "No way you're gonna eat a Pac-Worlder! That's gross and wrong and disgusting and horrible. Oh, and did I mention totally gross?!"

Mean Winky rolled her eyes. "Whatever ghostling, you're not the boss of me!"

"I am if you're a copy of me!" Nice Winky growled.

"Oh what are you gonna, do sick your dragon on me?" She laughed darkly before floating off.

Nice Winky sighed agitatedly before going after her. "No! I'll...I'll just...I'd totally have a better shot at standing up for myself if Blinky was here...he always stands up for me..." She muttered

The other ghost abruptly stopped and rounded on her twin. "And you wanna know why? Because he feels sorry for you! You're weak! You can't take care of yourself, and you've only been a burden to him and his siblings since the day they saved you!"

Nice Winky's eyes teared up. "That's not true! My friends hang out with me because...because..."

"Face it kid, you're useless to them, you can't do anything special, you're too childish, and you do nothing but slow them down. They aren't your friends...they're more like...your Pac-sitters!"

Nice Winky began to cry. "See," Mean Winky continued, "that's exactly what I'm talking about, your a big scaredy ghost who cries all the time!"

Nice Winky could only stand there and cry, for she knew that everything Mean Winky was not only true, but something she had thought before.


How was that? Not too bad, huh? Well I should get to work on part 2; shouldn't really take too long, just using No Pets Allowed as a guideline...Oh and I'm not sure what the invention was originally called, because I made this chapter weeks ago and EVERYTHING on my phone was deleted just as I was finalizing the stuff...sigh...I wanted to cry but I didn't. So until then!

~Raph'