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Author's note: Originally posted by Anon e Mouse Jr. on 2017-11-10. This is the third of three chapters posted today.
Disney/Kingdom Hearts Loops, Chapter Seventeen
17.1 (Harosata): [Toy Story] / [Buzz Lightyear of Star Command]
Andy was a grown man. Perhaps he or his sister got married and had a son who shared his name. Perhaps all the other toys had been replaced except for him, as they knew him but didn't have the memories, probably because he was one of Andy's favorites. And maybe Sid had a kid and moved in next door...
So Woody the Cowboy quickly sorted out order. Bringing out forgotten toys and fixing them. Playing games while Andy was not playing with them. Even thinking up new tricks in case this new family decided to get a new puppy. This was fairly routine to him, but that was okay. He wanted to make Andy happen, even if this was not his Andy.
That fantasy quickly ended on Andy's birthday after he sent the toy soldiers to watch the birthday boy unwrap his presents. So far, all those presents weren't much of a concern, being more like sporting goods and "toys" that weren't alive. And after the last present, Woody turned down the volume of the radio, though he couldn't help but get a nagging feeling. "See, everything is okay-"
"MAYDAY! MAYDAY! We got a surprise package!"
"What!?" Woody turned up the radio. A surprise package? The last time there was a surprise package was-
"I don't believe it! It's a new-"
"What is it? What is it!?" Rex shook the radio, and then it fell over and spilled its batteries. No, Woody realized this same thing happened, but it couldn't be coincidence, could it? No, he had to find out.
Woody jumped down and pushed in the batteries correctly, hoping to get an answer. "-coming up the room! I repeat, Andy's coming up the room!"
"Everyone, back into position!" All the toys hid themselves, as if it had not been set up to spy on a certain boy, and Woody quickly flopped into position.
In hindsight, he should have realized a space ship would knock him off the bed a few seconds later.
Woody crawled out from other the bed. "Okay, I think there was a saying about something happening three times can't be a coincidence."
Everyone else had crawled out of their hiding holes, wondering who now took Woody's usual spot on the bed. Woody pulled himself up the sheet, curious about finding out the identity of the new toy, but not in finding out who it was.
"Buzz?" The hi-tech suit and the chiseled chin was a dead giveaway, but there was no mistaking the toy in front of him.
The toy spun around, aiming his laser at the cowboy. "How did you know my name?"
"Uh, it's on your spaceship." Woody lied.
Buzz turned around and looked at his "ship", which was actually the packaging shaped like a rocket. "I thought I told them I didn't need to have my name etched on my ship..."
Woody groaned. He had forgotten how Buzz acted before he accepted he was a toy...which he learned during a stay in Sid's house, which Woody wanted to avoid this time. No, just by looking at the package, Buzz wasn't a "new" toy, but Andy had reacted like he was one. Either Buzz Lightyear became popular again or Woody had somehow traveled back in time...
"-of Star Command, though it seems I will be trapped here for a while." Ah, it seems Buzz had introduced himself the the rest of the toys.
And truth be told, if Woody did travel back in time, this would be the part that he would have tried to point out that Buzz is a toy, to which Buzz would they disprove by "flying". But then Woody remembered meeting the second Buzz in the toy store and grinned. "Hey Buzz, let me tell you something..."
Woody whispered some words and Buzz gasped, quickly bowing down. "Your majesty!"
Oh, this could be fun.
Some Loops later…
"So, you're saying that you traveled back in time and you don't know how. And not only that, but your partner Warp Darkmatter is still alive and actually works for Emperor Zurg?"
Buzz Lightyear nodded. "That's correct, Commander Nebula. In fact, Warp is going to steal the LGM's Unimind so he can brainwash everyone."
The commander rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Buzz, I know losing him was hard, but I think you've watched one too many movies. Unless you have proof?"
"Er, Warp did cover his tracks well..." Buzz admitted. "Look-"
Nebula held up his hand. "Coincidentally, we we do need someone to check up on the LGM's home planet. That's where the Unimind is, so if Warp is alive, that's enough proof for me."
Buzz blinked before realizing that he wasn't going to a shrink. "Thank you si-"
"IF you get a new partner."
"I won't get a new partner." Buzz told Nebula, who probably expected that answer. "I will get a team."
"A team?" Nebula smiled. "I'm glad you moved on. Who should I gather up then?"
"Mira Nova, who you're planning to introduce me to. She's good. Booster, he's not a Ranger yet but he's got his heart in the right place. And XR, good at thinking outside the box, though I should probably have the LGMs work on his personality first. Now if you excuse me, I should prepare for the mission."
And Buzz quickly headed to his rocket. He wasn't going to do the solo dance number this time, and they were his team whether they remembered or not. Besides, he knew that Commander Nebula was going to figure out why XR needed the LGMs to work on his personality... "THEY CREATED A ROBOT RANGER UNDER MY NOSE!?"
17.2 (Harosata): [The Simpsons] / [Pirates of the Caribbean]
"Aaaah… I got to go to Duff Garden..." Homer groaned as he tried to finish off the super-long hoagie, which had already spoiled at this point. If it wasn't obvious, Homer got sick.
"Homer, you're too sick to even drive!" Marge tossed the sandwich into the trash can. "Though the kids want to go... Hm, well Selma wanted to know what it's like to have kids."
Homer gave a weak shrug. "Don't worry, I got someone else to watch over them."
"...Who?"
"I am the Lizard Queen!"
"Stop that, will you!" Captain Jack Sparrow was trying to fish Lisa out of a big pool of beer. "You should know lizards don't really follow a monarchy!"
When he agreed to go to the beer amusement park full of beer at the price at watching these kids, he was rather becoming upset that the second part was becoming more of the main reason for the trip. And then the girl ran off. "Great. I am going to be less drunk than a little girl before the day... I do not like that sentence at all. Wait up!"
17.3 (Evilhumour): [Warhammer 40K] / [Pirates of the Caribbean]
The Emperor of Mankind raised an eyebrow at the looper standing in for the Second Legion Primarch.
His first clue to who this was by how the Second Legion acted; swindlers and thieves of the Imperial Navy that he barely had under control. They were only tolerated by the fact they managed to keep the Rogue Traders in line, and most thought their actions were but an act. Something he was fine as it was far too much trouble to cull them and grow the Ultramarines at this point in time.
"-the bloody hell you mean I can't get drunk?!" The Sparrow, Grand-Captain of the aquatic world the Emperor discovered this loop, shouted at him while shaking his head. "I mean, I drink all the rum I want but I'm bloody sober mate!"
"Sparrow, I-"
"Captain Sparrow," the Primarch corrected, raising a finger to halt him. "You might be me daddy this loop but I'm still Captain, or bloody Primarch of the Black Pearl Legion. Now let's talk about getting me nice and drunk, shall we?"
The Emperor of Mankind simply sighed. This was going to be a tiring loop.
17.4 (Bardic_Knowledge): [Inside Out] / [Magic: the Gathering]
Riley Awoke in the car on the way to San Francisco and immediately turned her thoughts inward, accessing the Telepathic Telecommunication panel. Everyone Awake in there? Depending on who was Awake, she might wind up having a minor panic attack before someone else calmed Fear down. It had happened on occasion.
There was a moment before she got a reply. "Um, hello?
It was not a voice she recognized.
Hi, my name's Riley. Now, don't panic, but you're in my mind. If you can wait a bit, I'll pretend to fall asleep and I'll meet you there.
Another pause. "Right. Meet you then, I guess?"
A few minutes later, Riley pretended to nod off, though she was actually going into the meditative trance she had been taught by Ichigo that would let her go into her mind. She'd used to use a copy of the Mind Machine Phineas and Ferb had used to let her visit her mind in the first place, but there had been an issue where she couldn't get out unless she was frightened awake, which had been detrimental to her body's health for that Loop, worrying her parents in the process.
She opened her eyes in Headquarters to see five people she'd never met before. One was a long-haired bearded man in white-silver armour, another was dressed in a blue cloak (was he her current Sadness?), and a third man was pale with golden eyes and black armour. Likely a vampire. The other two in Headquarters were both women, one in red leathers, and the other in green cloth.
"Hi. Like I said, I'm Riley. Who are you?"
The bearded man stepped forward. "My name is Gideon. It's good to meet you. These are my fellow Loopers: Jace, Sorin, Chandra, and Nissa. We had some time to look through our in-Loop memories before you got here, and I must say, this is all very strange to me."
"Strange to me, too," said Jace. "And I'm used to being in other people's heads." This got a snort from Chandra.
"What do you mean by that?" asked Riley.
"I'm a mind mage. A telepath, if you will. The minds of the Multiverse are many and varied, but this is something else."
"Well, since you're apparently all Awake..." she glanced at Gideon, who nodded. "I can tell you that you're going to be in for a pretty relaxing Loop, all things considered. The only problems I've had to deal with is if Joy isn't Awake, or Variants. Baseline was a bit rough, but everyone's much better now."
"So, why are we in your mind?" asked Sorin. "Another's mind is an unusual Awakening point."
"Well, you're replacing my emotions. They're currently the only other Loopers here."
"Your... Emotions?" Sorin grinned. "That's a new one."
Gideon frowned. "Somehow, I don't think it's quite the same, this time."
"What do you mean?" asked Riley.
"Well, the most emotional one here is technically Chandra."
"Hey!"
"It's the Red Mana and you know that's what I'm talking about." Gideon turned back to Riley. "I think, instead, we're here as representatives of the five Colours of Mana of our Branch, and therefore their philosophies. According to my memories, I was the one who directed you in helping out your team, or your family."
Nissa nodded, "And I was the guiding force when it came to nature. Animals and plants alike."
"I think I kinda get it," said Riley, though it would have been a bit much for her if she'd been a normal eleven year-old. "So, what do you mean by their philosophies?"
A ding sounded as a blue orb rolled into the short-term memories. It was then that Riley noticed that each of the memory orbs - even the Core Memories - were mostly different colours. Instead of yellow, purple, green, blue, and red, they were white, blue, black, red and green. Jace then drew everyone's attention as he snapped away from the console.
"Sorry," he said. "I don't know what came over me, but just before you asked the question I was compelled to do... something."
"That fits," nodded Gideon. "Jace is a master of Blue Mana, which is the colour of Knowledge. So, your inquisitive acts, you're wanting to know more, would be guided by him."
"And what about you?"
"I am a wielder of White Mana, the colour of Law and Order, but above all the colour of Community. The most important thing to a being of White Mana is its community. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few or the one."
"That isn't to say it's perfect," added Sorin. "To that being, if your death would serve the community it will kill you without remorse."
"And," continued Chandra. "You step one toe out of line and it will bring the hammer down on you hard."
Gideon nodded in concession to the point, then gestured to Jace.
"As Gideon said," began Jace, "Blue is the colour of Knowledge, but it is also deals in Illusions and Sea and Sky, though I'm not too well versed in that last part. But if you want to learn, then Blue is the colour you want."
Chandra spoke up again, "Blue is cold logic, and insists on thinking everything through before acting, which can be bad sometimes."
Noticing the trend, Nissa chimed in. "Also, Blue doesn't give any consideration for things outside that pursuit for knowledge, which can have terrible repercussions on the world at large."
"Black is typically seen as the 'evil' colour," said Sorin, "but that's because it is easy for a weilder of Black Mana to fall into such a trap for the true form is that of the Self, of Darkness and Death. The first thing a being of Black Mana concerns itself with is itself, and, in extreme cases, all others are only tools to serve it. But sometimes, being selfish can be a good thing, like in cases of survival."
Riley frowned, "But how?"
"Well, according to the Loop memories, I was the first to appear in here. Because a baby is selfish at first, only wanting to survive. It is only later that a child learns to learn, to appreciate others."
"Even so," said Nissa. "Some of the things Black does in order to survive can go against the natural order, the rat feasting on the cat, for example."
"And the demands of the Self can destroy many lives in its pursuits," added Gideon.
"Okay, why are you doing this?" asked Riley. "One of you says what's good and then two of you say why it's bad."
"It is to give you a complete picture," explained Jace. "Since we're in here and can communicate, we figured we'd teach you the ways of our magic. And which colours you choose can influence you just as you use them."
"I guess..." Riley thought things over. On the one hand, another Looping power could be nice. On the other, it was getting a bit tiresome to just stand here and listen. She kinda wanted to just get out and play for a bit first. "Do you guys mind if we take a break? I like learning, but my body needs to move as much as my brain."
Another ding sounded as a red orb rolled into the memory. Chandra leaned against the panel. "That's Red for you, always wants to move. Go ahead and take a break. We can pick this up again later. Right guys?"
The others murmured in assent and Riley broke the meditation.
Good timing, too, they'd just gotten to the dinosaur park.
17.4 continued (Bardic_Knowledge): [Inside Out] / [Magic: the Gathering]
After having fun with her family again, Riley climbed back into the car and didn't instantly "fall asleep." She did want to know more about these "colour philosophies" and learn magic, but she didn't want to come across as narcoleptic (the Loops had really expanded her vocabulary) by appearing to fall asleep all the time.
So she chatted with her parents about what they thought San Francisco was going to be like, read a book for a while, and then, as night came, she "drifted off" again.
This time, as she arrived in Headquarters, she was met by all the visitors standing at the console. So, she took the opportunity to sit in Anger's chair. Although, this Loop, it was probably more likely Jace's or Sorin's. They looked like loungers.
"So, last time I was here, we finished with Black Mana. What's next?" she asked, looking at them all. Chandra stepped forward from the rest.
"That would be Red Mana. Red is the color of Passion, Chaos, and my personal favorite," Chandra opened her hand, and fire formed in her palm. "Fire. Red does what it wants, when it wants to. And it embraces emotion and freedom more than anything else."
"Yet the free-spirited nature of Red often goes again the rules. Something Red gleefully chooses to ignore," replied Gideon. "which in doing so endangers the community."
"And Red's short sighted nature often means it doesn't think things through," Jace continued. "Because it uses its emotions more than its head it lacks self-restraint and can cause problems."
"And last is Green," Nissa spoke. "It is the color of Nature, Instinct, and Life. It is most in tune with nature, able to call for the power of the land itself. Green embodies the raw power of beasts, yet is wise and understands how wisdom is different than simple knowledge."
"Of course, since Green is firmly rooted to its beliefs," Jace explained. "Green sees any form of progress as an enemy that must be stopped."
"And defying the natural order for your own selfish gains is an even greater crime." Sorin answered.
"And that's all of them?" asked Riley.
"Most of the time," said Gideon. "There's a few odd variants with an additional colour of mana, like pink or purple, but those are very rare."
"It seems pretty stifling to be stuck on one thing like that, though."
"Nobody is 'stuck' on one thing, though many have an affinity for only one colour," corrected Jace. "Heck, Sorin here is actually aligned with two colours, Black and White."
"Really? How's that work?" Riley turned to Sorin.
Sorin nodded. "It depends on the person in question, but in my case... I'm primarily selfishly motivated, wanting to have fun and experience new things. My first metal concert was awesome. But on the other side of it, I want to save worlds. My own homeworld of Innistrad was in danger, the native vampires eating and eating without concern to what would happen after all the humans are gone, so I created an Angel named Avacyn to protect humanity."
"Why not just kill the vampires?"
"Because they're my people. I'm actually the second vampire that was ever made on Innistrad. And I didn't want to wipe out one species to save another."
Riley contemplated this for a moment, realizing the weight such decisions could have on a person. "So, how do the mana colours interact with the spells?"
Jace took this question. "The magic of our Branch is fueled by the five colours, which determine their effects almost entirely. White is best at masses of little guys working together, Blue spells manipulate, Black spells tend towards death effects, Red spells are fairly destructive, and Green tends to make things bigger. And combinations of them can create effects like, say, Blue and Black killing someone by showing them their worst nightmares or something."
"Do you have to talk about death so much? I'm still mostly eleven."
"Sorry, but there's just so much turmoil in our Branch that combat is the most common application of magic," Jace ran a hand through his hair. "Anyways, mana is drawn on by bonding with certain places that are abundant in a particular colour. Plains, Islands, Swamps, Mountains, and Forests are the most common of each, and can even be found on city-worlds like my own Ravnica."
"So, how do I decide my colours? Can I just have all of them?"
Nissa laughed lightly. "Everything has all five colours to it, or else we wouldn't all be here, but almost everyone has a specialty. Those few that have all colours in abundance tend to be very powerful, but reaching that point can be difficult. Even more powerful are those beings who have managed to surpass colour. Though, typically, one's colours are determined by their personality and what they want."
"And what do they want? The colours, I mean."
In turn, each of the Planeswalkers spoke.
"White wants peace."
"Blue wants to understand."
"Black wants to survive."
"Red wants to be free."
"Green wants to grow."
Riley sat back in Anger's chair and thought things over, memories occasionally popping up out of Long Term to highlight what she was thinking. Then, she looked to the center of Headquarters at the Core Memories, thinking fond thoughts of her emotions as whole.
"I think I know what I am." And a new Core Memory arrived, glowing three bright colours: White, Blue, and Red. "It's not that I can't be selfish, or that I don't like nature - I should introduce you to Bing Bong - but they're not what concerns me most. What's important to me is my family, my mind, my emotions."
Growing on from the new Core Memory was an island (more literal than before, there was actually water surrounding it), with a plateau on it. Shining above it was a white sun, not bright, but pure, while a bright red fireball danced along the slopes in a random pattern. The water surrounding the island, she could tell even from here, was full of what she knew; a Sea of Knowledge, if you would.
"And with each land you bind with, I'm sure it will only grow," said Gideon. And the others smiled.
17.5 (LordCirce): [Frozen]
Anna stood in front of her sister's door. She had just Awoken, a week and a half after their parent's death. It was odd, these strange Loops in time, but it had allowed her to discover many ways to get through to her sister, to reconnect. However, she rarely was able to get through to her before the coronation. However, a recent Loop outside of Arendelle that she and Olaf had just come from had given her the perfect tool for the job.
Elsa stared at the door to her room. Her parents were dead, and her sister was grieving out there, and she, she couldn't go to her. Her powers were too dangerous.
*knock knock* "Elsa?"
Elsa turned away, hugging her arms to herself. She couldn't. "Anna, please, just..."
"Elsa, please stay away from the door."
Elsa blinked, before turning towards the door. "What?"
*CRACK* With a mighty crunch, the door banged open, the lock broken. Anna stood poised in the doorway after kicking in the door. Elsa stared for a moment, then jumped when the door, its hinges weakened, fell to the ground with a crash. Anna jumped as well, before looking sheepishly at the door.
"Oops. Sorry, I didn't mean to do that. Well, I meant to get the door open, but I didn't mean for, uh," she straightened and coughed into her hand. "Elsa, I've decided, I'm not going to let a little ice get between us and our relationship."
Elsa shook her head, then retreated backwards as Anna walked into the room. "No, stay back. I don't want to hurt you. Anna, please, don't..."
Her plea was cut off when Anna pulled out a strange contraption from... somewhere. It looked like a large barrel, which she was holding by the barrel. Anna pointed the open end towards the ice that was spreading out from Elsa's feet, and *thump thump thump thump* strange red balls of energy flew out and melted the ice away. Elsa gasped as with a wide swing, Anna melted away every bit of ice from the room.
Anna stumbled a bit as she swung the Thermanator up and onto her shoulder. While it wouldn't repair their relationship right away, Anna knew that knowing her ice could be controlled would go a long way towards making Elsa feel more comfortable.
17.6 (LordCirce): [Frozen]
Kristoff spit out snow after their crash-landing at the bottom of the cliff. Above them, he could still hear the snow golem's shout echoing through the mountains. ~And stay out!~
Kristoff turned towards Anna, who was looking rather sheepish. "So, what's the plan?"
Anna blinked, before glancing sideways at him and grinning. "I need a stump."
Kristoff blinked.
"Why the heck did you let your heart get frozen, again?! Especially if you are Awake?"
"Why did you let me get it frozen? You're always Awake."
"...cause I like surprising you with a kiss after Grand Pabbie's speech and watching you unfreeze."
"...how often do you do that."
Kristoff turned away. "It doesn't matter. In any case, I don't see what good a stump is going to do in stopping this winter."
Anna rolled her eyes as she stepped up onto a fairly large pine stump. "Just watch." She then raised her hands and pulled an ornate golden rod from her subspace pocket. She closed her eyes, then swung!
Kristoff stared around at the blooming spring flowers that covered the mountainside. Anna was humming happily as she danced around her stump, birds spiraling over head and chirping.
"Ok, so, you magically made it spring. Do you have a way of keeping Olaf from melting?"
Anna froze, then jumped back onto the stump. Kristoff just rolled his eyes as the seasons fast-forwarded through summer, autumn, and then back into winter.
17.7 (LordCirce): [Frozen]
Anna laughed as she, Kristoff, and Sven, loaded in Kristoff's sled, shot over a snowbank. In the back, the rockets she had strapped on burned bright, propelling them extremely fast over the winter landscape. Glancing up, Anna saw that the North Mountain was still clear of crystalline palaces, before branches and trees once more cut off her view.
Anna grinned, turning to Kristoff, who was gripping the end of his seat. "Isn't this fun?"
"Ah, look forward! You're steering!"
Anna laughed as the sled swerved around a tree and then shot out and across the gorge that usually claimed it in the baseline. "I'm not steering, Sven is."
Kristoff stared at her, then looked down at the steering rod that was positioned in the middle of the seat. Sure enough, Sven was leaning over the seat, both his front hooves gripping the rod as he panted happily, slaloming the sled back and forth on the snow. Kristoff turned forward, his eyes squeezed shut. "I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die!"
Anna glanced around, then squeed, before diving into the back of the sled. She squeezed past Sven and pulled the brake cord, cutting out the rockets. Slowly, they slid to a halt next to a frozen cliff face. Anna quickly jumped down.
"She should be around here. If we're quick enough, we can get her and then get back down to town while Hans is stumbling around up here looking for us."
Kristoff slowly loosened his grip on the sled, then climbed out. Sven happily jumped down from the back, racing after Anna who was skipping into the woods. Kristoff moaned softly to himself and followed.
17.8 (LordCirce): [Frozen] / [The Nightmare Before Christmas]
"The souls glow white on the mountain tonight, the wind's howling, like a scream. A kingdom of apparitions, and I'm their Pumpkin King!"
Jack skipped happily through the snow, singing softly a song that had seemed to pop into his brain. He danced in a little circle, scooping up some snow and juggling it as snowballs above his head. He was off to meet Sandy Claws, again. These loops of repeating time were so neat, with him being able to learn new and interesting ways of scaring people, and ways to make old ways interesting again.
Though, Jack thought as he paused under a tree, the path to Sandy Claws factory was a bit steeper than he remembered. Maybe he had wandered the wrong way? Just as Jack was pondering his predicament, a voice sounded behind him.
"Hi, I'm Olaf. I like warm hugs!"
Jack jumped, and spun around. "Oh, what a fright! You... ah..." He paused, then looked down at the short snowman standing behind him. The snowman stared back, its arms outstretched. After a few moments of awkward silence, the snowman waved arms slightly and leaned forward.
"And you are?"
Jack straightened. He couldn't allow a chance to introduce himself to slip by! "I am the voice, howling in the wind." He spun off, before peering around the tree. "I'm the shadow lurking under the tree." He leaned back, before bursting out of a snowbank behind Olaf, who spun around. "I'm the surprise that catches you unaware." He then leapt out, waving his arms as lightning crashed in the sky. "I am Jack! The pumpkin king!"
Olaf stared for a moment. "Where's your crown?"
Jack blinked for a moment. "I don't wear a crown."
Olaf blinked back. "Why?"
Jack sighed as he strode up the mountainside. Behind him, the short snowman followed, rambling on about summer and heat. Summer! What good was summer? The sun was much too bright to make proper shadows. Autumn was much better, containing as it did, Halloween. Still, Jack had to admire the enthusiasm of the short snowman.
Jack walked around the corner of a rock face, and came in view of a building that was most certainly not Santa's workshop. It was tall, with crystal spires and a long staircase leading to the front door. Jack stopped, staring, and Olaf, not pay attention in the slightest, bumped into the back of his legs.
"...I've also always dreamed of having a nooof. Hey, why'd you stop? What is... oh, that's where Elsa lives. Are we going to go visit Elsa? Oh, it will be so great. She built me out of snow and she built that palace too. She is the greatest..."Olaf wandered on ahead, and Jack followed slowly behind. Maybe this Elsa would know where Sandy Claws workshop had gone.
Elsa paced inside of her new home, feeling the cool air wrap around her as she did so. It felt so freeing, being up here and alone. She didn't have to worry about hurting anyone, or about hiding who she was. She was free, free to be herself.
*Knock, knock, knock*
Someone was knocking on the doors downstairs. Elsa turned, frowning. Who would... had someone pursued her up here? Elsa sighed. Of course someone would have followed her. Anna would have. For years, Anna had continued to knock at her door. Why would she let something like a mountain stop her? Reaching out, Elsa let the doors open as she moved to the stairs.
She reached the bottom, only to find herself grabbed around the middle by a short... snowman. The snowman finished hugging her, then back up, looking up at her. "Hi, I'm Olaf!"
Elsa paused, before looking closer. "Olaf?"
The snowman, Olaf, nodded. "Yeah. You built me. Don't you remember?"
Elsa held back tears as she looked at the living version of the last snowman she and Elsa had built together. Tenderly, she nodded. Olaf smiled, then waved his arms. "Yay. Oh, and this is Jack."
Elsa looked up, to find a skeletal face merely an inch from her own, grinning at her. She screamed, leaping backwards, and her powers lashed out, hurling the figure, Jack, against the wall, where he was pinned by needles of ice. Including one stabbing into his heart.
"Oh no. No!" Elsa rushed forward. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Focusing, Elsa dispersed the needles, causing Jack to drop to the floor. "No, no, no, no." She reached to feel for a pulse, when Jack sat up.
"Boo!"
Elsa fell back again, though this time her powers remained under control. She stared at Jack as he stood up, brushing himself off. "How...what are you?"
Jack grinned. "I'm the Pumpkin King. King of Halloween. Lord of Frights and Sprites and Spooks."
Elsa stared at the strange man as he cavorted around, with Olaf joining in the odd chant.
"This is Halloween, this is Halloween, here in this castle with icy sheen."
17.9 (Valentine Meikin): [Frozen] / [Naruto]
Elsa fired a bolt of frost, for it to be parried by a shield of ice. Her opponent flung a lance of the same ice, which she misdirected with a cold wind. Creating a mound of snow, she circled round, firing a snowball at the unprotected back of her opponent. As they fell to the ground, clapping came from a few meters away.
"Good job, Elsa!" Haku called out as she navigated the impromptu battlefield, Anna getting up from the snow where she'd fell after her mock death, "I'll give you a bonus for the fact you used only a snowball for the kill shot."
"I know how dangerous badly aimed frost can be." Elsa admitted, remembering the baseline events of her universe. It was a moot point to act like the baseline since both her and her sister were awake, and it was lucky that a discrete query found the mercenary woman looking for something to do.
Using the mercenary's own aptitude with ice manipulation, they'd discovered a weaker version of Elsa's abilities, and the two sisters knew, in later loops, thanks to the training they began this loop, there would be a massive surprise coming for someone who assumed that Elsa was the only one who knew how to freeze someone solid...
17.10 (Harosata): [Lilo & Stitch] / [Assassination Classroom]
Doctor Jumba looked up. "Good to see you're Awake, Experiment 778. How do you feel?"
"A little Loopy, I must admit." The yellow octopus-like alien shrugged. "778? I prefer Koro-Sensei."
"Ah, Japan language. Alway wonder if that place is extension or variant." Jumba wondered as he re-checked his notes. "Interesting. You move at twenty times sound and you have very good regeneration... Oh? I make you out of anti-matter? Bah, easier to fix than black hole!"
"You're not the first to offer to fix me." Koro-sensei admitted. "So I suppose I'm no longer programmed for evil?"
"Eh, galactic authorities shut down lab and dispose of experiment, and experiment usually take escape ship to Earth. And little girl Anchor will make you 'good'. Also, Gantu maybe Awake and not in good mood, so I suggest experiment go now." Jumba turned around, then he turned to the window to see a ship breaking through his captors. "Hm... maybe movement is many times sound more."
17.11 (kingofsouls; Awesomedude17): [Inside Out]
-Reality-
Riley (who was psychically akin to that of a young adult rather than the pre-teen she usually looped in as thanks to the application of Out of Loop Powers) gave her best innocent pleading look, but by the looks of it, it was failing to converse her father to stop blocking the door. "Daaaad, come on, pleeease?"
"Riley Andersen, while I understand that you are a time traveler and I'm okay with that, you are not going to a nightclub."
"Dad, I'm only going to dance."
"No means no young lady."
"But I'm old enough!"
"I don't care how old you are, you're not going."
Riley groaned.
-Headquarters-
"Guys, this isn't working."
Disgust scoffed in agreement. "Anyone have any ideas?"
"We could try plan B..." Sadness replied.
"Good plan," Fear replied with a mocking tone. "Only where are we going to find Rock Hudson and a banana cream pie at this hour?"
(Awesomedude17)
Joy grinned.
"I know, and maybe we can get two!"
"Why two?" Disgust asked.
"One for Plan B, the other for us!"
"...I like pie." Anger shrugged.
17.12 (wildrook): [Bambi] / [Who Framed Roger Rabbit?]
The deer in question was glaring at the hunter that tried to shoot him down. "I really shouldn't be surprised," he muttered. "It's not often that a hunter tends to show himself to the Guardian of the Forest."
"That may be," the hunter said, in a tone that would make skin crawl, "but I'm not JUST any hunter!"
Before the deer could question how they understand each other, memories hit on when he heard that voice...and not just from this timeline, but another's...where a frame-up occurred on the murder of a well-known prankster. Added to that, and the face on the deer is more than just the headlights when the man stood up.
The only thing that was visible and heard were the red eyes that could pierce into his soul...
"Remember me, Bambi?!" the hunter yelled. "When I killed your mother, I talked JUST... LIKE... THIS!"
...and the high-pitched voice that could give even the bravest of men nightmares.
Bambi may have been the Guardian of the Forest, but when Variants like this happened, the urge to run from Judge Doom was just that great.
That, and one of Doom's arms turned into a golden shotgun while his eyes turned into missiles, but the point still stands.
17.13 (Awesomedude17): [Inside Out] / [Codename: Kids Next Door]
-Reality-
Riley Woke up, and her head was throbbing.
"Ow ow ow..."
"Sorry Riley, the ice will make it better for you."
"Thanks mom." Riley rubbed her temples.
"Numbah 4, stop that!"
Riley internally groaned and began to speak to the different loopers replacing her emotions this loop.
-Dreamscape-
"Cut it out, you guys are hurting my head!"
The five loopers shut up and looked around.
"Hello?" The leading emotion spoke.
"Yes, I'm the anchor, you replaced my emotions. Who are you?" Riley replied, not thinking clearly while in pain.
"I am Numbah 1, leader of Sector V of the Kids Next Door."
"I'm Numbah 2."
"I'm Numbah 3!"
"Numbah 4."
"And this is Numbah 5."
"Now, explain what we do." Numbah 1 requested.
Riley groaned. She didn't exactly know all the details, but figuring out who would be who would take a while.
17.14 (Mr. Egret): [Disney] / [Pirates of the Caribbean]
Mickey blearily opened his eyes, wincing a little as the sunlight seemed almost stab right into his retinas. "Ohhh..."
He was swinging back in forth in some sort of hammock. Beside him, Minnie was still sleeping, albeit whimpering a little, presumably from a headache of her own. He gently squeezed her shoulder, then slowly looked around him.
Scattered all around the floor were various men and women dressed in rather shabby clothes, all in varying states of inebriation-induced slumber. They were napping in piles of gold, dotted with the occasional empty barrel of what was, presumably, rum. Several of the more attractive women appeared to be very happy about something, and looked even more relaxed than the others.
As he woke up further, and his headache receded by a minuscule amount, he slowly realized that his room was not swaying back and forth. Given the events of last night (which were now slowly starting to arrange themselves in roughly the correct order in his brain), he knew that this wasn't where he normally slept this Loop.
Taking care not to step on anyone, he got out of the hammock, and shuffled over to what he presumed was a bathroom of some sort. At least, it contained a toilet, washbasin and bathtub.
When Mickey looked into the mirror, he groaned in exasperation. "Who drew a mustache on me?"
"Ah, so the sleeping beauty awakes."
Mickey smiled grimly when he heard that voice. "Okay, Captain. What the heck happened last night?"
He squinted into the mirror, and therefore at the reflection of the irritatingly alert pirate captain leaning on the door behind him. "And why, in the name of Walt, are you wearing a kilt?"
Captain Jack Sparrow rolled his eyes back in thought. "Well, I believe that we had wrapped up that unpleasant affair with Barbossa and the Aztec gold, and were celebrating for a bit in Tortuga, when you made an offhand comment about being able to outdrink me."
Mickey pulled a face. "Really? I was probably already half-crocked if I seriously said that."
"You were rather deep into your cups at the time. However, in all fairness, so was I, along with your lady love, and over three quarters of the patrons of that fine drinking establishment. Anyways, in order to disprove your vicious lies and slander, I may have challenged you to a drinking contest."
He paused for a moment. "Wagers of a monetary nature were almost definitely involved."
By this time, Mickey had managed to dredge an Elixir from the depths of his subspace pocket, and knocked it back. He immediately felt a lot more human. Or mouse, as the case may be. "And don't tell me: after one or the both of us shamelessly cheated for the first few rounds, someone brought out some abomination of a beverage, and then events grew blurry."
Jack assumed a look of affronted innocence that wouldn't have fooled a blind man. "Why, Mickey! Whatever made you assume such an utterly unwholesome thing?"
Mickey grinned. "Oh, come off it. We're both pirates for the time being, I can call upon the Stamina of Atlas, and you have a Devil Fruit ability that lets you turn into alcohol. I'd be more surprised if cheating wasn't involved."
Jack smiled back, his golden tooth glittering in the morning sun. "Fair enough, In any event, after a whirlwind of activity that may or may not have included the discovery of El Dorado and the sinking of another pirate's ship, we all managed to stumble our way back to the inn, where you collapsed into that hammock with your lady, and slept like a baby until daybreak."
"Well, that would explain all the gold. So, Captain, where to next, once we've all recovered from our hangovers?"
Jack considered the question. "Well, we still need to get that key to Davy Jones' chest..."
Mickey nodded. "Aye aye, captain!"
The Captain was an odd one, Mickey thought, and almost certainly a dishonest, manipulative scoundrel of a man. Still, he was a good friend, and exactly the kind of person you wanted to have as your captain when you were dealing with the likes of pirates.
Even if he did beat you in that drinking contest. Seriously, Romulan Ale had to be cheating.
17.15 (Hvulpes): [Frozen]
"The cold never bothered me anyway."
"But Elsa, that's no reason to be naked for the entire loop!"
Another Loop…
"Seems in this loops, I have the power to create ice and snow, Anna."
"How is that stranger than baseline?"
Elsa created diamonds with one hand and small white powder in the other.
"Oh... Ice and Snow!"
Another Loop…
As the sky rain down vanilla ice cream and bits of candy creating a nationwide Blizzard, Anna could only think, "I guess my sister is the Dairy Queen. I wonder if the movie in the Hub would be called Frozen Yogurt?"
Another Loop…
Kristoff watched the events unfold before him, and asked his Queen, "When did Anna learn to throw fireballs again?"
"Last loop. The native anchor was there but Anna and me replaced two of the other characters. Due to my powers, I became one character. Since Anna was my sister, or half-sister in that loop, she took the other character and his powers."
As they watched fireballs being hurled at Prince Hans, "So I became Snow Miser and Anna became Heat Miser, mistress of Fire, Heat and Warm Weather. Possible Magma and Lava too."
Another Loop…
A young Anna woke Elsa up and asked as a song begun... "Do you want to build a Lavaman?"
17.16 (kingofsouls): [Inside Out]
-Headquarters-
"Tripledent gum..."
With a mighty shout, Anger called upon his Red Hulk powers and in seconds smashed the windows of Headquarters, and chucked the Memory Orb into the Memory dump.
Joy, whom was a fair (and safe) distance leaned over to Disgust as Anger was celebrating his victory and whispered "So... who wants to tell him that the Mind Workers have more gum commercial memories in Long Term Memory?"
"You tell him. I for one don't have a death wish."
17.17 (Harosata): [Disney]
"Mickey, *boing* I respect you *boing* like a brother *boing*, but if you don't *boing* get your behind *boing* in here, I am *boing* gonna shove you *boing* into a mouse maze *boing* even if we go to *boing* a maze!"
Mickey looked down at the scale model of Oswald's city, which was covered in blue and orange thanks to a spill (which doesn't seem like he could cover up this time). "Sorry, I'm coming! Gosh, if GlaDOS is in there, let's hope she's Awake."
17.18 (Evilhumour): [Warhammer 40K] / [Disney]
"This is… unusual." The man said looking at the mouse and bunny, scratching his head.
"Oh come on old man, it's not that odd," the bunny smiled, elbowing him in the side. "Besides with only two of us and both of us Awake, I doubt you'll see the Oswald Heresy or the Mickey Heresy."
The mouse did his best not to laugh at the joke but he did start once the man began to laugh at the joke, wiping a tear from his eye. "True enough, I suppose, and I doubt I will end on up on the Golden Throne this time," Holding out his hands for both of his sons, the Creator of Disneykind brought out both of his sons to a world unready. "Let's create some magic, shall we?"
17.19 (LordCirce): [Brave] / [Frozen]
Merida yawned and sat up, stretching languidly and scratching her side, before stopping as she took in the sights around her. She was lying in a bed with chopped-at bedposts, just like she was used to, but the walls were covered in wallpaper, rather than the thick stone she was used to. Hopping out of bed quickly, Merida snatched up the bow that was sitting on the dresser nearby, and tested the draw.
'Decent', she mused to herself, slowly edging the door open and peering out. You could never be too careful in Loops away from home.
"Morning Merida! Time for Breakfast!" A fully too-cheerful voice sounded right next to her ear, causing Merida to jump and almost fall over. Luckily, she had neglected to actually stick an arrow in her bow, so she didn't end up putting a hole in the source of the voice, Anna of Arendelle. Anna smiled, seemingly oblivious to the fact she was only saved from an arrowing via a quirk of fate. "Race ya! Cindy's making pancakes!" And before Merida could respond, Anna had dashed off down the corridor.
Shelving her curiosity for later, Merida grinned and sprinted after her.
17.20 (LordCirce): [Lilo & Stitch] / [Pirates of the Caribbean]
Stitch grinned broadly as he bounced out of the back cabin of his little star fighter and into the main cockpit. He was kind of sad not to be in a Loop with Lilo, but he really, really loved getting the chance to fly spaceships, and, when it gave him the opportunity to cause havoc, so much the better.
"Ready for more plundering!" Stitch declared loudly, causing his companion, who was dozing in the pilot's chair, to jerk awake and flail out of his seat.
"...a little warning would be appreciated next time, mate." Temporarily Vice-Captain Jack Sparrow mumbled as he pushed himself up. He still insisted that Stitch must have cheated to beat him at a drinking game to determine who got to be in charge of their ship. At least this wasn't the Pearl, there was no way he could stand to let his lady go.
Stitch cackled, grinning as he jumped up into the weapons station. "Ship is coming fast. Doesn't see us yet."
Jack gave a roguish grin at that. "Well, let's go introduce ourselves then. It would be rude to keep all of those fine, fancy folk waiting."
17.21 (LordCirce): [Wreck-It Ralph] / [Cookie Clicker - Safe-Mode Loop]
Wreck-It Ralph chuckled softly to himself as he strode out onto the Rainbow Bridge leading into Sugar Rush, still tickled by the joke Felix had shared with him earlier.
"...the oak tree was a dog. Heh, classic." He shook his head, frowning slightly as an oddly familiar smell filled his nose. Smelled like something baking...
A blue blur slammed into Ralph, as Vanellope von Schweetz grabbed onto his collar, pressing her forehead against his. "Ya gotta' help me, Ralph! The Grandmas are coming!"
Ralph blinked. "The... grandmas? What, are you worried you'll get pinched cheeks or something."
Vanellope stomped her foot on Ralph's chest. "No, Ralph, this is serious. The grandmas, they showed up just out of the blue, over by the Ginger Snap Pagoda. They set up a cookie farm, and they seemed nice, but then, I was sneaking in to swipe some coins from Turbo to go enter the race, and I saw it..." Vanellope's eyes turned distant. "They brought him a platter. It smelled… good, but odd. I kinda wanted to nab one, but... then he ate one and... he changed." Vanellope's eyes snapped back to look into Ralph's. "He turned into a Grandma."
Ralph hummed thoughtfully. "Zombie Grandmas, huh? Well, that's not something you see everyday... or ever, really." He then swung his arm, pulling Vanellope around to sit on his shoulder. "Still, I mean, I am a bad guy, but punching grandmas is... a bit much."
Vanellope scowled, then smirked. "All of the cookies... are oatmeal raisin."
Ralph slammed his fist into his open palm. "Right, let's go punch some old ladies."
"Well, that didn't turn out as expected." Ralph noted to Vanellope as they stood with Felix and Calhoun, making their final stand atop the tower in the middle of Hero's Duty. Below, the army of Cookie monstrosities smashed their way through the swarm of Cy-bugs that tried to stop them, while over it all, a faint song was heard.
~"Over the river and through the woods, to Grandmother's house you'll go. The pan is ready and oven is hot, so come and join the dough."~
17.1: Buzz and Woody, welcome to the Loops.
17.2: Yeesh.
17.3: No matter what Loop he's in, Captain Jack Sparrow is obsessed with a few particular things.
17.4 and 17.4 continued (Bardic_Knowledge): ...
17.5: Anna always does what she can to help her sister.
17.6: I'm still confused about the stump.
17.7: Sleigh ride!
17.8: Interesting variant.
17.9: Elsa makes friends with a lot of ice-themed people.
17.10: ...
17.11: No matter how old she is inside, she's still a kid outside.
17.12: Based on an early script for Who Framed Roger Rabbit.
17.13: Word of author is that Numbah 1 is Sadness, Numbah 2 is Fear, Numbah 3 is Joy, Numbah 4 is Anger and Numbah 5 is Disgust.
17.14: Same old Captain Jack Sparrow… still obsessed with drinking.
17.15: Odd variant powers for Elsa.
17.16: We all have this problem, unfortunately.
17.17: Okay...
17.18: Heresys are something you have to keep an eye out for in Warhammer.
17.19: According to the author, this was inspired by the Pocket Princess series.
17.20: Supposedly, there was another setting involved in this one, but it doesn't seem to have been identified.
17.21: Some of these Safe-Mode Loops are odd.