Jeez, I can't keep you guys happy.

So it was brought to my attention that Jupid wasn't actually in the last chapter and that's driven my fans to start flooding my mailbox with letter bombs, hate mail and provocative pictures. Thank you Cindy and Josephine, but I have someone special. Oh, who? Yeah, me and Cable have this thing called bodyslide-by-two. We're practically inseparable.

So to take a departure from the last couple chapters, this time around we're going to focus on something serious: Disney Castle.

Good sweet lordy-lord.

Who built that place and why?

It looks like someone took dirt, bricks, and Dr. Suess tossed them in a blender and then chucked the concoction at the wall. It dripped off, hardened and then they built a castle on it.

Like training equipment for dummies, this place is fitted with all kinds of strange gadgets and gizmos (No not the young rockstar with the buck teeth) that no one can wholly expect or explain.

And it's become a haven for some of the strangest, most bizarre creatures in the kingdomverse. And surprising, it's rather devoid of those black icky creatures that show up elsewhere.

Now let's see. The inhabitants of this place are a pair of mice, a couple ducks, a walking trainwreck and two chipper chipmunks.

Now, as far as I can tell, Chip & Munk graduated from the nearest treehouse with a minor degree in robot engineering, herbalism and have little aprons that add plus five to their intelligence. Consequently I believe they build all the crazy contraptions.

I'm a bit of a tinkerer myself, as you'll soon find out later.

I'm skipping over the walking trainwreck, he's not in this story. If he bobs pass you, I'm sure you'll know who he is and if you point him out you're obviously a bad person, cuz it's not nice to point.

Now those ducks, they act like they're all high and mighty but they're not. I mean, you can't even tell what they're saying. They quack and quack and quack, but I'm not getting it. Which I don't think is the improper response because they quack at each other and frankly I don't think either of them understand duck any more than we do.

And then for some strange reason, forgetting all about the laws of the jungle, the mice are king and queen.

How they're suppose to wear crowns without a drawstring I'll never understand. Have you seen a mouse? Yuck! And don't even get me started on their potential to carry diseases.

And you know what happened? No, not Pooh sticks, what are you, daft?

No, those ducks got power hungry and began trying to eat the mice. The mice didn't go down without a fight and one of the ducks choked on the little rodents. The other one ate his and consequently died of .

Now surprisingly, the chipmunks didn't do a damn thing to try and help their rodent brethren, instead they put themselves into a pair of miniaturized cannons and caused themselves an accident.

Suppose that's what happens when you spend all your time studying engineering and don't pay more attention when you're measuring out gunpowder.

Now, those are only the citizens of Disney Castle. Toontown (Don't ask) is the village that lies outside the castle and pretty damn fast they found themselves without a king.

At first they tried to decide on a new king, but when it looked like George W. Bush might get elected, they did the right thing and tried to hire Jupid.

Now, Jupid was a little hesitant to accept another contract job after the last one, but when the dang population all failed to send the letter out properly, he quickly realized their plight and put them out of their misery.

The end.