I'm back, and ready to start the next chapter. I'm so happy now I got my laptop! so excited it's a macbook pro and it is amazing, now I will be able to write more especially in school :) Thanks to all the reviews so far, you guys are the best it makes me want to keep on going, and now I present you this next chapter and hope you all enjoy it.

I arrive at Ostown, and the beautiful town I once remember was not the same town as before. Ever since the blot attack, a lot of the paint has been removed from some of the buildings. Many pipes have been damaged, creating streams and fountains of thinner. The once beautiful and harmless river was now replaced with sizzling and burning thinner. To be honest, it was a devastating view. Seeing a world that was made for all forgotten toons, now destroyed. But thanks to a month of repairs, the town was slowly regaining it's image.

As I hover to the gag factory I see many toons, for example Clarabelle watering her flower garden, and Ortensia trying to keep up with her baby rabbits. I also see animatronic Goofy helping a gremlin with the carrying of some boxes filled with gadgets. Same with lots of Gremlins making repairs on houses and many more. As my eyes scan the area, I see Habel working on the leak that I was assigned to do.

'I would rather work on the leak than have to reopen this stupid factory.' I mumble to myself.

As I get the keys to open the factory, a question pops into my mind.

'Did Gus give my job to Habel because he thought that I would be unable to fix it myself?' I ask myself with curiosity.

This idea of Gus not appreciating me was starting to get in my nerves. Not only does Gus not accept my ideas but the rest of the other gremlins too.

'Don't let your anger get the best of you Prescott.' I tell myself, as I shake any bitter thoughts out of my head.

I look up at the hanging where I was once captured and locked in a safe, dangling in mid air, but thanks to Mickey I was rescued. I really didn't know who that mouse was, but now I understand his title and his heroism. That mouse did wonderful things here. He saved all of us, befriended Oswald, and defeated the Blot. Who knows what he is doing right now, probably in his world being the cartoon that everybody loves and cherishes.

Once I hear the lock click, I open the door and enter the once abandoned factory.

Nothing much has changed since the first time I came here, but what is new is the increased numbers of boxes and broken down material. Due to this observation, I conclude that this factory was used as a storage place all this years.

After a minute of standing inside the building, my feelings plummet down once I feel the new environment that spreads through out the factory.

Most of my bad memories have been stored here. All my failures, tear, and frustration all in this one building. There is a reason why I hate to work here, it's not because I dislike it but because it contains everything that I wish to forget. For example...

Flashback

It was a just a normal day in Wasteland or Fantasyland the name that was giving right before the Thinner Disaster. I was working in the gag factory as always producing new toys and gags for the Wastelanders. One day, my effort of getting my work done became surprisingly low, and I decided to put what ever thing I was working on for tomorrow. Instead I went to my work place and continued working on my new invention, a plan that could produce a portal from Wasteland to the cartoon world. But, later Gus came in to see my work and noticed that I haven't done a single repair or created a single toy. Gus was furious that I was wasting my time while the other Gremlins did their chores.

Gus started talking to me and as I was listening to his rambling, Gus saw a mysterious blue role of paper in my hand. I slowly started moving my hand, that was clutching to the role of paper behind my back noticing that this was a bad time to show Gus the idea I had in mind. But before I could even move a joint, Gus snatches the blueprint out of my hand and examined it.

"This is what you were doing all day?!" Gus snaps at me.

"I was going to show you but..." I began but got interrupted by Gus.

"Prescott, you need to understand that there are times for fun, but there are times when we need sacrifices our time. And I am very disappointed of you that you still don't understand that. I am sorry for this, but as your punishment I'll have to do this."

I waited anxiously to hear whatever punishment Gus had in mind. But instead of opening his mouth, he brought my blueprint forward in order for me to see. He grabbed each side of the paper with one hand and then sigh deeply. I thought he was going to give it back to me, but that hope soon went downhill.

He ripped my blueprint in half, later in thirds, fourths and so on until it was nothing but tiny pieces of papers. I watched it happen, and the only thing I could do was scream for him to stop,

"Gus no! Please it's my price possession, and your ruining it!" I screamed in despair but Gus, with a guilty expression, kept ripping my blueprint that took me forever to complete. My heart was broken, my idea ripped apart and forgotten like us. My plan could have changed our lives forever, but Gus ruined it all.

End of Flashback

I pull my goggles up to stop my watering eyes.

'Be strong, that's all from the past' I whisper to myself.

My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door, I try to think of happy thoughts and wipe away my tears. I pull down my goggles and act as my normal self, I open the door to see who it was.

At first I thought it was one of the gremlins but actually it was no other that Oswald himself, the leader of Wasteland. Good, cause if it was one of the gremlins I would have just told them to leave me alone and I would have shut the door right on their face.

"I knew you would be here." Oswald says in a happy tone, "I was going to ask Gus where you were but then I figured out the only place where you will actually be."

A curious expression takes form in my face, why was he here? Did he need me for anything?

Oswald notices my confusion and begins to talk again, "Oh yeah, you are wondering why I'm here, well that's simple. You are familiar with Abe right?"

"Yes?" I ask quizzically, "I built it, how would I forget something that I made myself."

"I was just wondering, but anyway I was visiting the Train Tunnels to check on Abe to make sure nothing happened to him since the Disaster. He's fine, but he told me that some of the dioramas in there have been damaged due to the Thinner. I could repair it myself, but I'm not good with tools so Abe told me to bring you over."

Oswald pauses but starts talking again,

"And that's why I'm here to give you this offer. So what do you say would you mind fixing the diorama for me, and I will tell Gus of your whereabouts." Oswald explains.

"Sure, why not, it's better than being here." I say.

"Excellent, thanks Prescott. The way is open, but don't take too long I don't want the dioramas to get even worse then how they are right now." Oswald ends as he heads for the exit.

He closes the door behind him leaving me alone. I go to my work area to find my tools, but as I was searching the room, I couldn't find my toolbox anywhere. I started to get a little suspicious and a bit worried. I lost something once, I can't loose something again, even if it is a simple toolbox.

"Looking for this." A voice out of nowhere speaks.

I jump and quickly turn around to find the location of the sound. At the door of my work place I see a tall figure in a long white lab robe, with gray long rubber gloves, and an over sized beard and a mustache pointing up. Noticing his appearance, I knew who this toon was. A toon who I wish to never look upon ever again.

"Mad doctor?" I ask as I squint my eyes to have a better look at the 'visitor'.

"In the flash." He replies as he steps forward into my workshop.

"You are not allowed to be here! And what were you thinking of bragging in without my approval." I say angrily, I look at his hand that had my toolbox tight in his grip. "Give me back my toolbox!" I state sharply.

"Oh you want this?" He says as he looks at the box, "I would be happy to give it back to you, if you do me a favor."

"No way, you threatened Wasteland enough for a day. And why in the world would you think I would help you." I say.

The Mad Doctor smirks and evil grin, he had something in mind even if I disapproved his offer.

"Prescott, have you seen yourself. Nobody in this town cares about your inventions, they just have you here as a puppet to the job nobody wants to do. But I, I see your inventions as the new tomorrow. They are vey well constructed and just absolutely brilliant and that's why I came to you." The Mad Doctor says.

I still had a bad feeling about this, well yes nobody actually cared about my ideas. But then something came into mind.

"Wait a second, how do you know my ideas were never accepted?" I ask, "Have you've been watching me!?" I sigh angrily.

"It's the only way I could have learned more about you, and noticing how brilliant your ideas are they could actually become something big." The Mad Doctor quickly stated noticing my rising temper.

"Is this a trick of yours?" I ask. It was weird seeing him so happy and in a good mood, has he changed somehow?

"No my friend, I'm just asking for your help. And with your skills, I will get what I want and you will get what you want." The Mad Doctor explains as he paces the area.

"What do you mean by 'me'? And what's your plan?" I explain noticing that something pessimistic was going to happen.

"I will give you some of credit due to your work. People will love you, you will be remembered, and nobody will ever look back at you." The words of the Mad Doctor represented everything I have ever asked for, and that is when I knew that if this was all true all my days of disapproval will be forever gone.

"What's the plan then?" I asked in a quiet tone. Knowing that I will not agree once I know what he is planning and what he wants.

A crescent shape took form on the Mad Doctor's face, noticing that he was smiling to my soon-to-be approval.

"I want to become a toon again. But as you can see that is not easy, once you are forgotten you are forgotten until the human world remembers you, and that is my plan. With my own show, I would be able to broadcast it into the cartoon world and will they forget me? Never. But, I can't do this by myself I need someone to build me the show and broadcast it outside Wasteland."

"So you want me to build you a show?" I ask.

"Yes exactly." He replies happily.

"But tell me Doctor, this is only for your own good. And as you can see, I don't like helping." I say questionably but in a straight manner noticing that my desire to go with the plan was going down.

"But, once I get out of Wasteland I will tell everybody about all the forgotten toons and then soon the human world would also remember all of you. And all of our hearts will start beating again."

This plan involved all of us to become members of the cartoon world? That would be something extraordinary. And me, being the one who helped with the discovery, who knows what glory I would receive.

A small smile takes form on my face and the word that I never thought I would ever say to anybody flew out of my mouth.

"I'll do it, I'll go with your plan." I say.

We both shake hands. Maybe the Doctor wasn't so bad after all. After all, he created this magnificent plan to leave Wasteland and go to the cartoon world.

If the idea becomes successful, then Gus's attention will be centered at me and for the first time ever I would produce something that Jamface or no other Gremlin has ever created.

But, knowing the consequences to this idea, the idea was kept between myself and the Mad Doctor until further notice, who knows who could steal our idea.

But, my decision of keeping it to myself was probably the worst decision I have ever made.

Wow that took sometime. I hope it isn't to short :/ . And as I said, I don't have the biggest vocabulary and I had to do some research on some synonyms and all of those stuff. But I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! And tell me how it went and any revisions you have for me will be truly granted. So until next time, but for now have a day filled with wonders and adventures :) 3