"What the hell are you doing?" Harry jumped up with a yelp, turning to face the speaker. "Don't do that! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"Blacky merely rolled his eyes as he settled down on the bed.

"You've been staring at that sheet of paper for hours, I was getting worried."

The pre-teen gave him a look as he sat back down. "I'm just...doodling. What, is that a crime?" "No, why are you getting so defensive?" "I am not!" Harry looked at the paper once more before he growled and crumpled it up.

"Hey!" Both froze as a voice squeaked.

"You heard that right?"

"It's kinda hard not to."

"Don't throw me away!"

"What the hell were you drawing?!"Un-wrinkling the paper,they both stared.

"That's Courage."

"Courage?"

"Before your time. You must have unconsciously drew him on that paper, it's that power of yours at work."

Harry looked at the cartoon. "His name is Courage?"

"An old toon, most older toons are forgotten by kids all the time with all the new ones being made every day. No one appreciates the fine arts now a days." Plucking the paper from him Blacky quickly scribbled the name and handed it back.

"There, now work your magic."

Harry seemed unsure. "Will it work if-" "Of course it will, I hope." Shrugging, he did as told.

Feeling the familiar energy course through his veins he watched in awe as the paper glowed before a little pink dog fell to the ground. It scrambled to its feet, babbling words unrecognisable.

"Uh," "Let him calm down for a sec, he's been inactive for several years now." The dog took a deep breath and looked over to Harry.

A series of words mixed in with barks were heard. "He says thanks for releasing him." Blacky answered his unspoken question. Harry smiled. "You're welcome." Courage grinned before hopping into his arms.

"Looks like you've made a friend brat." He scratched the pink beagle behind the ears.

" This is so cool."

"It sure is kid, though I have to wonder." Harry looked over to the rabbit, who held his chin in thought.

"How far does your power extend? Are there limits to it? Damn, I wish there was someway to know." He pulled at his ears.

"We could just keep on doing what we're doing now."

"That could go bad and good in a flash brat, we need help." The toon suddenly hit his palm.

"I've got it." He raced over to the computer nestled in the corner of the room. "What are you doing?" "Shush, I'm trying to focus." Blacky tapped a few keys.

" Curse these large paws."

"They aren't that big."

"I'm used to those large box computers back in the early 1940s."

"Damn you're old."

"Yeah, I'm ancient." Clicking around different websites and links he finally found what he was looking for.

"He'll help us out, I hope."

"Who is he?"

"That's old man Merlin, he's from the Disney district."

"District?"

"We toons have our own worlds, the Pixars, the Dreamworks, the Cartoon Networks where Courage is from, the Nickelodeons, the Warner Bros, the Disneys, etc. Though some of the companies produce anime."

"What's anime?"

"That's a topic for another time, but fair warning. Do. . . You will piss off many people."

"Gotcha."

"And never mention 4kids to anime lovers, you'll send them on a rampage."

"4kids?"

"I heard they ruined every anime they got their hands on." Harry could only imagine what horrors 4kids did to their cartoons.

"Any way back to business, we've got to go where he is." "And that is where?" Blacky grinned. "America." "Oh no." "RoadTrip!"