I want to thank all of you who favorited and began following this story, I'm glad people still remember this fanfic even though it's been a while. If the story summary didn't already give it away, this fanfic is going to feature and reference stuff from all the Lego Movies, and the Unikitty show. I'm going to do my best to give every character there is a moment to shine. :)
REVIEWS ARE APPRECIATED!
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By now the entire universe had grown aware of the unusual presence that had somehow made its way into their livelihood. Granted, between worlds that contained magical wizards, mix-and-match creatures, and especially a man of bats who took down clowns, this wasn't entirely weird.
As soon as the mysterious woman passed out, Lucy had been quick to call for medical help. An ambulance covered in glitter arrived almost immediately. The unconscious woman, while very petite compared to the size of Hawkodile and Queen Whatevra, was still too tall to fit into the vehicle. Thankfully, masterbuilding came in hand and she was able to be brought to the Syspocalypstar hospital. Although they almost forgot she had a very long dress that could have dragged across the streets had Emmet not pointed it out...
Said construction worker and the group of witnesses who had been in close range when the incident happened waited outside the pink, white, and blue facility. Although Lucy, Hawkodile, and Lloyd had assured him, Emmet couldn't help but feel rather guilty he couldn't have saved the poor soul the moment he saw her falling. He felt even more guilty for how terrified the woman had been upon seeing all of them. She probably had never seen anything like them before, as Emmet and the others had never seen anything like her. Not even Queen Whatevra had seen such a person before, and the Systarians were formerly the newest things this universe had witnessed.
Puppycorn glanced up at the tall building. "Is she going to be okay? And was her hair made of spaghetti? 'Cause I want to eat it!"
Dr. Fox tapped her foot in a bitter manner. "How come the medical doctors get to be up close and personal with that thing?" she exclaimed in disappointment. "I mean, if I was in there with such a specimen right now..."
"Do you ever hear yourself talk, Fox?" Lucy scolded her. "I mean, seriously, is there anything you don't feel the urge to experiment on?"
"You're talking about someone like Dr. Fox," Richard pointed out bluntly, his trademark expression growing even more sullen as he spoke. "Of course she doesn't."
"Science has questions!" the genius vulpine cried stubbornly. "And dissecting her would give me answers!"
"Oh, dissecting now?" Lucy exclaimed in horrific disgust. "How the heck did they make you the head scientist of the Unikingdom?"
"More importantly," Unikitty intervened, not even hearing the argument between the other two girls, "where did that lady get that bea-UUUU-TIFUL dress!" She sighed blissfully, remembering how much it sparkled when they first saw her falling from the sky. "It was like something crafted out of glitter and dreams!"
"Cape needs work though," Batman added gruffly. "Seriously, how you suppose to fight crime if you got to drag that long blanket around?"
"Wait, she's a crime-fighter like Batman?" Emmet asked in confusion.
While the others talked amongst themselves, Lloyd and Hawkodile sat atop the steps of the hospital. If a bystander were to spot them from the corner of their eye, one would assume the two were a fighting duo based on the green of Lloyd's attire and the fact that the hybrid bodyguard next to him was part crocodile.
"Hey, Lloyd," Hawkodile spoke, a hint of guilt in his tone, "sorry I stole your thunder earlier."
"Hey, it's cool, man," the ninja assured him, giving a playful smile. "You saved her, that's what matters."
"Yeah, but even if I didn't come in, you would have definitely rescued her in the most cool, extreme, most awesome way possible," the hybrid complimented. "You know, like you always do when Ninjago is in trouble."
Lloyd gave a sheepish shrug, along with an embarrassed smile. "Yeah, I could have."
Hawkodile glanced at Lloyd for a few moments. "Uh, anything hardcore happened there recently? Although nothing can beat that big, epic side adventure you had a couple of years ago when you guys went up against your dad!" he added, gleaming at the thought and wishing he had been there during those events.
"Fighting random amateur ninjas that just want to play dirty, rehabilitating the former generals my dad launched out of his volcano a while back, and just waiting for Spring Break to happen," the blonde-haired boy confirmed.
"What about Meowthra, how she doing?" the hybrid asked curiously. "Causing destruction again?"
Lloyd chuckled. "Dude, she stopped doing that when my dad stopped being evil, remember?"
"Aw, man!" Hawkodile groaned, throwing his arms up in disappointed outrage. "I was really hoping for destruction! Then we'd team up and take her down and I would savor the sweet, sweet music of inflicting action-packed justice for my bro's city. Playing the role of the designated-yet-unexpected hero who just might end up getting his own feature film that DC or Marvel wishes they could get the rights too..." he added dramatically, gazing into the distance. "Now she's just some boring housepet for all of Ninjago to cuddle and use for kitty treat commercials with the nice jingle in the end."
"What? Come on!" the green ninja protested in a playful manner. "Meowthra's not boring! I mean, she's cute, adorable, kind of like Unikitty."
"Which wouldn't make for an action-packed film!" Hawkodile insisted. "That would just be another video posted on the Internet for likes and subscribes!"
"Oh, yeah, Meowthra does get millions of views..." Lloyd recalled. "Not even Kai's pepper eating challenge videos are hotter than that. And he's the fire ninja."
"Okay, seriously, you and me, we got to have some grand, epic, totally awesome adventure," the bodyguard decided. "After what's-her-face wakes up, and your Spring Break happens, we have to get a better adventure."
"Like the time when you and your gang went on that one quest involving a moody volcano, a ring, some crazy person who wanted the ring, and bread in a leaf?" Lloyd joked.
"This is way better than that Season 2 episode with the volcano and bread in a leaf," Hawkodile huffed. "And also, there was no ring, it was a flower. A flower that didn't even solve anything..." He paused for a moment. "Darn it! We should have just brought the volcano a ring! I mean, Gandalf was somewhere in the Unikingdom during that time! He probably had a spare one after his last movie!"
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Elsa moaned as her eyes slowly opened. Everything was a blur at first, and colors seemed to dance in front of her face. The surface she was laying on felt soft, only for a few moments as she started coming to reality. Upon uncertainty and caution, it instantly felt hard. Relaxation immediately left her as Elsa's sight began to adjust to the surroundings.
"What the..." she murmured in disbelief.
She had no idea where she was, let alone what she was even laying on as Elsa gazed at the small contraption that carried her weight. At first she thought it was a bed, but it looked more like some table. Behind her was no pillow; from her perspective, it appeared more like a piece of someone's home had been placed under her head. She reached over and tapped it, a clink sound meeting her fingertips.
Confused, she gazed over what had been draped over her body like a blanket. It was very thin, and the material felt like something neatly trimmed off a ballroom dress. Pushing it aside, Elsa slowly got off the makeshift bed. She let out a yelp, nearly tripping over her own ice slippers as they bumped into something on the floor (which definitely did not look like it was done with foundation). Holding herself, she peered down and noticed some odd, circular protrusions on the floor. Thankfully, they weren't everywhere as Elsa was able to walk on a flat surface, but that didn't make those things less intimidating.
For a moment the snow queen thought she spotted words inscribed into each of those tiny circles, but ignored them as she ventured around the room she was in.
She noticed a small table holding a vase of flowers. Elsa reached over and carefully traced the petals. At first it felt like a stiff, false, almost toy-like material, reminding her of the play items she and her sister would provide to children during their travels. Suddenly, she felt the light, soft surface of what a flower did feel like. But only for a moment.
"Weird..." she muttered to herself, pulling her hand away.
There was a note attached to the flowers, but Elsa paid no mind to it.
Her hands traced the walls, feeling the visible lines that indicated these were definitely not made with foundation. It was almost as if this room had been built off of merely stacking these things together. Her palms pressed against a wall, feeling the texture which she identified as not belonging to anything her castle was built of, or any regular home for that matter.
Tensing a little, she felt almost claustrophobic being inside this space. All Elsa wanted was to be home with Anna and the rest of her misfit family. But from the look of things, she was nowhere near home.
Pacing a bit, her heart thumping fearfully, she turned toward the one window present in the room. It was a bit small for any ideal window. But then again, if what her eyes had seen earlier had been no dream, then these windows were made perfect in someone else's opinion.
Reaching over, she pushed the frame open and glanced out. From the appearance of the sky, it was possibly noon. However, what caught her eye down below had her heart racing.
More of those people she had seen earlier before passing out were present everywhere. Short, somewhat colorful, and wandering around with toeless feet and fingerless hands. She noticed some were riding on what could have been carriages, only it appeared these people could maneuver them without horses.
Overwhelmed by such a sight, Elsa pulled back into the room. She found herself breathing heavily, clutching her chest and realizing how hard it was beating. Finally, after a few moments of calming herself, she stood up straight, trying to be the brave woman who ruled her kingdom without fear.
"I'll be there soon, guys..." she said to herself, thoughts of how worried the people she loved might be this instant.
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"I wonder if she liked the flowers I gave her!" Puppycorn said happily, wagging his tail. "I dug 'em up this morning!"
"Aww, I think that was a really sweet thing you did," Lucy told him affectionately. "It'll make her feel welcome."
As Emmet smiled at the both of them, he noticed two new presences coming their way: one in the form of a gray, cheerful-looking, ovular being, accompanied by a reluctant, very pouty guy in a black robe.
"Brock!" the construction worker greeted happily as he embraced the shaped individual.
"Aw, hey, dude!" said person responded as he hugged back. "Yeah, give me some love, man."
As soon as they finished, Emmet turned toward the doubtful-looking person in black with a bigger smile.
"Master Frown!" he greeted, opening his arms toward him. "Bring it in, buddy!"
"I'd rather hug a lion," the self-proclaimed 'frown lord' spat.
His eyes shifted over to a very earnest anthro lion, who extended his hands toward him with a hopeful smile.
"That was just a figure of speech!" Master Frown snapped at the guy. "Go follow a yellow brick road or something!"
He didn't even notice the lion walk off dejectedly.
"Dude, we heard something crazy happened!" Brock told Emmet. "So is it true? Are we being invaded?"
"What?" the construction worker exclaimed. "No, of course not! A poor woman somehow ended up here and she's currently in the hospital and we're waiting on news about her recovery."
"Oh, great, just what the universe needs," Master Frown scoffed, "some damsel in distress whose life solely depends on other people. I'm sure there isn't a million movies like that already."
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One of the nurses put in charge of the mysterious patient casually walked toward the door in which said person was resting. She hadn't been checking on account of her favorite show was on and she couldn't bear to miss it.
"I'm sure at this moment nothing could possibly happen as I slowly and dramatically open the door," the nurse told her friend on the phone as she did just that.
Her device fell to the floor instantly as she came into an empty room, the window having been left open.
"Oh, boy..." she muttered to herself.
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That window had been able to handle her size, Elsa having managed to lower herself to a second balcony. She had to gather her dress as she climbed down from what was fortunately the third floor. Her heels clinked on the ground, which appeared no different from the floor of the room she was kept in.
Finally free, she bolted toward the nearest exit where no people were present and she could sneak away. However, she nearly collided with a pink wall that suddenly just appeared in her direction.
And that pink wall had a face!
Queen Whatevra had just come back from the restroom on the other side of the hospital. She did not expect to see the woman that had fallen to their world face-to-face with her, especially since the poor soul had just been put into care.
The shape-shifter blinked at the other woman in confusion. "Oh, you're awake now? Well, how you feeling, baby?" she asked gently.
Elsa, horrified by the presence of such a creature, let out a tremendous scream before she ran in the opposite direction.
"W-w-wait!" Queen Whatevra called out. "Honey, there's nothing you need to be afraid of!"
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The snow queen dashed onto the street, which she immediately regretted as vehicles swerved out of her direction. The honks and beeps terrified Elsa as she jumped and dodged, her slightly taller figure compared to the citizens of this strange realm not the least bit inconspicuous. Everywhere she looked was not in any way familiar to her.
There was no castle in sight. Not even a single village's house. She wasn't even sure what to make of the natives to this strange land that were all around her. Everything appeared too colorful and extremely out of place, and she could have sworn she heard some kind of music that definitely didn't come out from a lute or any instrument she could recognize.
Breathing heavily, she turned and noticed a person of this land glance up at her. Said person was holding something up in front of Elsa. The sound of what could have been an unholy 'click' already had Elsa scampering.
The guy who had been near her began tweeting what he just snapped.
"Hashtag...yikes," he typed.
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The moment a doctor came out from the hospital doors, Emmet was the first to approach her, having been anxious over any news.
"How is she, doc?" the construction worker asked in concern. "If she doesn't have any medical insurance, I'd be happy to take care of it."
The doctor looked a bit mortified for a moment before giving a rather forced smile. "Well, actually-"
Suddenly, Queen Whatevra arrived on the scene. "Someone stop her before she hurts herself!" she cried frantically.
All eyes fell on the traffic jam that just started, and the reason for it. The woman whom had been the concern of them was able to break through the line of cars, running toward who knew where. Emmet and the others watched, shocked.
"Hey, wait!" said construction worker cried. "Where you going? We don't mean any harm, come back!"
But the mysterious woman was already far, the end of her long, flowing gown disappearing through the tall buildings of the city. Emmet could only watch in despair, feeling more guilty.
"Aww, she didn't like the flowers, did she?" Puppycorn said with a disappointed moan.
Without a second thought, Emmet turned to the others, his expression serious.
"Okay, listen up, people, we got a scared person on the loose," he began. "Lucy, Unikitty, rescue mission. Get vehicles ready for search."
"Got it," both girls said as they ran to fulfill the task.
"Batman, she probably could have gone far past the limits of Syspocalypstar," he informed the man of bats. "Get a line with Barbara Gordon and possibly any bad guys who might have already escaped the Gotham City prison."
"Sure, man," the Dark Knight said just as Queen Whatevra turned into a horse. The former hopped on top of the latter and rode off.
"Benny, Mayhem, surveillance," Emmet ordered the space-loving duo. "She might be anywhere."
"You got it!" General Mayhem promised as she and her blue-clad space partner zoomed off.
"What can we do, Emmet?" Brock asked eagerly.
"What?" Master Frown cried, glaring at his roommate. "There is no way I'm going to he-"
"Rest of you," the self-appointed leader gestured to the others, "start the search and also inform everyone else. Let the whole universe know we are organizing one giant search party."
"Ooh, a party! Will there be cake and ice cream?" Puppycorn asked eagerly, Richard behind him rolling his eyes.
"Yes!" Emmet promised with a sincere grin. "After we find her."
"Okay!" the prince of the Unikingdom said happily.
Lloyd smirked as he turned to Hawkodile. "Looks like we're getting that adventure."
"Alright!" Unikitty's bodyguard hooted in delight.
Emmet quickly hopped on the makeshift vehicle masterbuilt by Lucy and Unikitty.
"Let's roll out!" he declared before driving off.
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Elsa pressed herself against a wall, heart just beginning to relax. Since escaping the building she had been put in, she made sure to blend into the shadows and avoid any passerby. The ruler had already been through enough fright, fueling her determination to find home even more. Without moving from her hiding spot, she overheard two people just a few feet from where she stood.
"So searching for some babe, right?" one of them asked while texting.
"Totally, man," the other responded. "Everyone in the whole universe is out to get her-"
The snow queen's heart raced. Out of fear for her life, she immediately rushed off, unable to take to hearing the rest of the conversation.
"-out of harm's way," the person finished.
"Sweet," the other agreed as they continued walking, hoping maybe they would come across said person in their path. "You know, I can't imagine anyone taking that first part out of context."
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Elsa felt sick, and not because she never gotten the chance to eat anything before being pulled away from her beloved Arendelle. Fear overcame any sense of hope that maybe these unusual people could be kind. They were all looking for her, like some kind of hunt for sport. This strange land felt like a nightmare, with fingerless beings and goodness knew what on Earth that was she had come across...possibly bearing the face of a demon.
Granted, the facial features could be deemed kind of adorable, had it not been for the rest of the creature's monstrous limbs! They could have reached for Elsa had she not run away in time.
Pulling her dress behind her, she ventured away from this strange, bustling land and found herself straight into a forest. Not even the natural boundaries gave her any sense of familiarity, making her feel even more lost.
"If I had a compass I'd know if I'm heading North or not..." she muttered. "I don't even have a map, let alone any transportation."
She stopped, and raised one of her hands. Small bits of ice danced on her fingers.
"Okay, I still have my powers," she reminded herself as positively as she could. "There's some good news."
She laid on her knees, taking a deep breath and meditated on everything that had occurred today.
Stripped from her home by some unnatural force. Placed in a world where short, yellow-faced creatures roamed the land. And the fact she was a wanted person.
With these people after her, it reminded Elsa of the horrible events following her coronation: how she felt like a beast terrorizing her own people. Those who sought her out wanted to do away with her, making her feel like she was hurting her kingdom, and her own sister.
Now people she had never even seen before were after her. How long could she survive in this big, scary world when there was always something lurking around every corner?
She gasped upon hearing the snap of a twig. Elsa quickly stood up, holding her hands out should there be anything that needed freezing. The snow queen almost jumped, quickly turning toward some bushes that rustled in the other direction. Keeping her breathing quiet, she resumed her journey, walking backwards in case there were any other surprises.
The rustling continued. Soon she heard the sound of something skittering. More followed, and they were coming closer.
The moment she felt something touch the back of her leg, Elsa whirled around, ready to strike with her icy magic. However, instead of one of those natives she had met earlier, it was something much tinier.
Elsa looked down, her eyes meeting a single one that blinked up at her curiously. At first she thought it was some large crustacean fishermen in her kingdom would be fortunate to catch out at sea. But the purple legs and the blue skin definitely determined this was no crab. Not even the orange protrusion atop its head could strike it as even an aquatic.
"Uh..." she murmured, staring at it in confusion.
It blinked at her again. Then let out a jittery sound, almost like incoherent babbling. Elsa gasped as she heard the rustle of leaves, and realized more were present. She backed away as more of these unusual creatures, sharing the same kind of language began to approach her. They all shared the same purple and blue skin, some with one eye and others with two.
They looked kind of cute...if they weren't seemingly closing in on her.
"Okay, creepy..." Elsa said as she backed away further.
Suddenly, she felt something rope-like reach around her shoulders. Looking up, what could have been monstrous tentacles appeared to be trying to grab at her. With a terrified scream, Elsa ran. She pushed away any creatures in her way, trying to find an exit out of this nightmare and find refuge. The snow queen continued carrying her cries throughout the entire forest, wishing desperately to be home.
Finally, after what felt like hours, she was out of the forest. Elsa breathed heavily as she found herself in an entirely new landscape. Hills and mountains greeted her, with a soft breeze that blew past her golden locks. It did very little to calm her.
She found a tree (or the closest thing that could pass for a tree in this unusual word), and laid against it. It felt nothing like a tree, as the ground did not feel like comforting soil. None of what her body came in contact with felt the least bit real. It all felt fake. Like some kind of harsh reality where even the softest things were harder than stone. She recalled when she woke up on that hard surface that passed for a bed. And that brick that was suppose to serve as her pillow. How could these natives live like this? How could she survive under these conditions?
Elsa couldn't rest for long, fearing the hunt for her could continue into the later hours. She needed to keep going, and ignore tiredness and hunger that followed. It was very dark now, nothing but the moonlight serving as her only comfort when everything else felt like a threat to her. At that moment, Elsa placed her face in her hands, sighing deeply.
She wept.
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"We've been doing this for hours, can't we just quit and say she's a goner?" Master Frown complained. "Why do we even have to look for this lady, anyway?"
"Aw, come on, dude," Brock lightly scolded him as they drove through Frown Town. "You heard Emmet. We're all part of this search. We gotta make sure she's found, safe and unharmed."
His roommate let out a loud, dramatic groan before leaning back and hunching in his seat. As a master whose job was to spread misery throughout the Unikingdom (and possible any other world should the opportunity arise), just the thought of actually helping a person in need made him want to barf. Not to mention the poppy songs that kept playing during their drive, on account of Brock messing with the radio, didn't make it any easier.
"I liked it better when President Business was running things..." Master Frown muttered bitterly.
"Dude, everything was, like, miserable and we were practically slaves!" Brock argued.
"Exactly!" the inducer of misery cried. "Everything was awesome, and then suddenly people started connecting! And now everyone in the universe is working together and playing stupid, catchy songs!"
Brock eyed him. "You mean like..." he said slowly.
Master Frown glared. "Don't...you...dare..."
His roommate grinned.
"Brock, I'm warning you..."
The gray being gave him a cheeky look before pulling out a walkie-talkie.
"Brock, I swear...!"
"Attention, all search parties," he spoke casually into the device, "we got a Code 319."
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"Code 319!" Emmet declared, nodding toward the convenient DJ player that was just across the street.
She nodded before pulling out her most popular disk and started playing it for all the universe to hear.
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This song's gonna get stuck inside yo'
This song's gonna get stuck inside yo'
This song's gonna get stuck inside yo'-
"NO, NO, NO!" Master Frown cried as he covered his ears.
As they stopped at a red light, he turned toward the car next to them...and the song came out from their radio. Same for the car behind them. In fact, it wasn't just all the cars playing the song. People blared it out from their phones and other musical devices. The entire universe was literally listening to the same song.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Master Frown let out an aggravated, almost monstrous scream of agony as he was forced to listen to the dreaded song that lived up to its namesake. He continued screaming as Brock drove, singing along while his roommate tried to fight off the music that threatened to get stuck inside his head.
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