A Crossover Between All Dogs Go To Heaven and Oliver & Company
Chapter 1
1998. New York.
Roscoe, the doberman in charge that was supposed to be dead, walked the tunnels of the subway tracks. Blue lightning bolts came out of his paws. The electric from the lightning engulfed his eyes.
The edge of New York. A tan RV was driving on the road.
"Why are we even in New York?" asked Charlie Barkin. "I don't even know how long we've been in this state. I can't read this stupid map."
"Charlie, would you just stop your complaining?" asked Sasha. "We were just in Pennsylvania. We came here to visit my cousin, Ron Lee."
"Still." said Charlie. "There's crooks, drug-doers, gangs and killers, especially Jason Voorhees."
"Okay, Friday The 13th is fiction." said Sasha. "Even if it wasn't, Jason would already be back to Camp Crystal Lake."
"Well, whatever." said Charlie.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you supposed to be an angel?" asked Sasha.
"Yeah, Charlie." said Itchy. "You're worrying more than me."
"You've never been there!" said Charlie.
"Have you?" asked Sasha.
"I've seen enough movies." said Charlie.
"Movies lie." said Sasha.
"Charlie! It'll be okay!" said Bess. "Remember Fearless Fido!"
"Fearless Fido?" asked Sasha.
"Last year, Itchy, Bess and I went to the fair." said Charlie. "Itchy ran off and watched the hypnocist's act. He accidentally got hypnotized to be a fearless superhero."
"Oh." said Sasha.
Anchored ship.
Fagin was gone for right now.
"I propose a toast to the anniversary of good riddance of Sykes and the dobermans!" said Dodger.
All raised their glasses of Root Beer with vanilla flavor and took a drink.
"I wonder how Oliver is doing." said Rita.
"I don't know." said Einstein.
"I'm sure he's fine." said Tito.
"Let's drop by and see." said Dodger.
"Oh, man!" said Tito. "I can't keep Georgette off me!"
"I may be mistaken, but you were the one that wanted her more than anyone here." said Dodger.
"She was more than I expected!" said Tito. "She wants to bathe me, man!"
"Suit yourself." said Dodger. "If you'd rather stay here by yourself, you can do that."
"I hate to say I'd go with you, but whatever." said Tito. "I'm not going for Georgette."
Dodger just smiled.
"Now, all we need is a believable story written on paper of why we'd be at Jenny's house." said Dodger. "Tito! Pen!"
"Yeah, man!" said Tito.
Meanwhile, on the road.
Sasha stopped the RV because a figure with a dark grey zip-up hoodie, baggy blue jeans and black All-Star Converse was in the way. It was clear that it was a dog as he didn't have a shirt on and the hoodie wasn't zipped up.
Sasha rolled down the window and the hooded figure came up.
"I'm sorry, Miss." said the doberman.
"It's okay." said Sasha. "Where you heading?"
"The docks." said the doberman.
"May we give you a ride?" asked Sasha.
"That's awful kind of you, ma'am." said the doberman and hopped aboard.
A grey pitbull with red eyes, also disguised, watched the RV leave and he smirked.
Anchored ship.
"We've got it." said Dodger.
"Let's get to it!" said Rita, cheerfully.
"Here it goes again." said Tito.
Meanwhile, Sasha's RV dropped the doberman, who turned out to be Roscoe off.
When the RV left, Roscoe got on the roof of a building and waited to know for sure when the company would be in the ship.
"Master Orbitson, I'm awaiting for attack on the ship." said Roscoe through a radio.
Dodger and crew left the ship for Jenny's house.