"We're here!" Eddy hit the breaks.

Sora nearly lost consciousness as he was launched belly first into his seat belt.

"Now, let's enter that tournament and claim that reward!" the excited mage had already pressed a button to form a stairway in the floor. "C'mon; hurry up!" he beckoned the others to get moving.

"Good luck," Tony said as he reclined in his chair with his journal.

Sora was still irate about how quick Eddy was in changing his mind. 'Forget cartoon attitude!' he thought. 'That was just stupid!' Nevertheless, he was rather curious about the reward, though. "Wait up," was all he could say.

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"Well, well, well, if it isn't the junior heroes….," Numbuh Four said cockily as he jumped down from his pedestal. "I guess you guys heard about the tournament, eh?"

"Yup," Eddy nodded with a smirk. "And we're gonna kick butt and win the prize."

"Eh," Numbuh 4 closed his beady eyes and waved him off, "whatever. Just get in there and die, already."

Eddy narrowed his eyes, "Glad to see you have confidence in us." He passed through the entrance, followed by the silent Ed.

"…," Sora stood there, wondering if he should say anything.

Numbuh 4 broke the ice.

"Hey, teen," the blond Aussie said. "The First Seed's a real pushover……just for you to know."

"Uh huh?" Sora cocked an eyebrow.

"It's too bad that that loser is the First Seed in a cup named after me, y'know, this is the Numbuh 4 Cup."

Sora pretended to be interested as he leaned on his Keyblade, "This cup's named after you?"

"Yeah," the kid nodded. "And there'll be more. After this, there'll be the Numbuh 2 Cup."

"Who else entered this cup, besides us and the 'pushover'."

"Just a bunch of Heartless."

"I see," Sora rubbed his chin. He then raised his head with a question, "Why, exactly, did--?"

"Don't ask," Numbuh 4 rolled his eyes, reached into his trouser pocket, and pulled put a PSP, "I don't feel like explaining."

"Well, I'd better get going, then," the Keyblade Master waved and headed for the entrance to the Stadium.

"Yeah….," the kid tongued his cheek, and button-bashed.

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"What took you so long?" Eddy barked the second Sora stepped on the Stadium's grass.

"Nothing," Sora walked past him briskly. "C'mon, our enemies await."

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This time, there was a small crowd watching. About one hundred people in a Stadium of eleventy billion seats. As Sora and the gang stepped out, some booed and others cheered.

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9th Seed: Marine Vice

Five clams, and three soldiers.

Sora, Ed, and Eddy readied their weapons, wearing frowns on their faces.

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"I paid for this crap?.!" A Chihuahua growled in the fifty-eighth row of the Stadium as he watched Sora and the gang fight Heartless in the centre. "I'm leaving!" he threw his bag of peanuts away, and stormed to the exit.

"What the heck's his problem?" a poorly-animated pig asked the one sitting next to him. The pig resembled an Internet download, with a red top, brown trousers, unibrow, and thick outline. "The fight just started."

"Never mind him, Spanky," the man next to him said with a wave of his gloved hand. His black hair was neat and short, benefiting his rectangular head. His cape was yellow, and the jumpsuit he wore was a dark blue colour. The logo in the centre of his chest consisted of a cross between an 'H', and the Mars Symbol.

"Right," 'Spanky' sat down in his seat. "So….," he began, "wanna bet on who wins?"

The costumed man in blue grinned, "I bet fifty bucks that the non cartoon and the nineties-styled animation kids will lose!"

"You're on!" the pig high-fived him.

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Across the Stadium…

Control Freak sat with his boots up on the seat in front of him.

He grinned a cheese puff smile.

"Amaze me, Shinobi……. Amaze me."

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"Isn't this great, Wilt? Look at them go!" a blue blob grinned form its seat, leaning over the seat in front of him due to its small size.

"'Great'? I'm sorry, but this is just plain violent," an extremely tall and red thing with uneven eyes commented. It was so tall, that its thin legs were bent, and the knees reached the height of the creature's head.

"Waddaya mean?" the blue thing looked at 'Wilt' as if he was insane. "This is pure A-class entertainment right here……at a price!.!.!.!"

"I'm sorry, Bloo," the tall one stood high with his thin legs. "I'll be waiting outside, okay? See ya," he waved with his only arm. He walked away, creating squeaks whenever he stepped with his old school basketball sneakers.

'Bloo' looked down in unhappiness. Then, he heard the sound of something smashing into something else. "?" he looked, and grinned madly while pointing a blue stub, "WOW! Look at the bruises on that pink guy!"

He sat back with a smile, forgetting all about Wilt.

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Father sat in a secluded seat with his dark arms folded.

"……"

He was at the top row, next to a pillar.

"……"

His yellow eyes narrowed in annoyance as he watched Sora slice through a blue rhapsody.

"……"

His jaw tightened, but he didn't bite a section of his pipe off.

"…..You failed me, my Delightful Children," he said simply.

"We're sorry, Father," five voices--three male and two female--sounded in perfect unison from the pillar's shadow behind him. Four pairs of blue eyes stuck out like sore thumbs. One pair was spectacled, and another pair was behind a helmet. There was no fifth pair, for some reason.

"Sorry doesn't cut it," Father uttered, his grip increasing around his bicep. A small spark shot from his head. "You failed me," he stood up, and faced the darkness. He stepped over his seat, and was given some open room, "And I don't tolerate failure!.!.!" he was so secluded, that no one even noticed his shout.

The five voices gasped, ad the pairs of eyes moved back a bit.

Father felt something cold on his shoulder. He didn't move, but the fires died.

"Don't you think you're being a little too hard on them, Mr. Wigglestein?" Judge Doom asked as he removed his cane from the black villain's shoulder. "They are just children, you know."

Father turned around, and glared at him, "They're MY children, so that gives ME the right to treat them any way I please!"

"Why punish them?" Doom questioned, eyeing Father through his reflective glasses. "You waste too much time with children and teenagers. What you need are your fellow adults. And, since the worlds are now connected, there are numerous options for you. I, myself, have employed a man named Johnny Rancid."

"The green bunny told me," Father commented, his pipe dancing with every word. "He says he doesn't like the fact that they have the same names."

The Judge smiled, but didn't laugh. "That's besides that point. If you want to get real help, try a powerful super villain or two."

"Cloud wasn't enough?"

"Of course not," Doom shook his head. "He wasn't a villain at all. He was just a troubled young man, either seeking enlightenment or revenge. You need to find someone who isn't the least bit regretful."

"Hmm," Father rubbed his shadowy chin.

"Anyway, I must be off now," the black-clad man turned to leave with a swish of his cloak.

"You're not staying?" Father remarked with an eye half closed.

"Alas, no," Doom said as he walked away slowly. "I have far more important matters to attend to elsewhere. Enjoy the fight."

And he disappeared behind a pillar.

Father huffed, and sat down.

"……"

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"Ouch," Eddy rubbed his sore rear-end as he watched Sora and Ed fight the last Heartless. "Man, that clam was a real hard hitter."

He pointed his staff at his butt, and said the magic word.

He was healed. With a sigh, he relaxed, and watched Sora and Ed beat the stuffing out of a clam.

"Take this, dark foe!" Ed rammed the clam with his shield.

"Over here, Ed!" Sora called, waving his hand and Keyblade.

"Okay!" Ed charged straight in his direction, with the clam still in front of him.

Sora pointed his Keyblade at the Heartless that was coming his way. The dark fiend went right through the Keyblade, and evaporated in a cloud of black and grey smoke.

"We did it!" Ed dropped his shield, and hugged Sora. "WE WIN!"

Sora's face turned blue, "N-Not y-yet-t-t…….Ed…… There'ssss on-ne m-more t-t-t-to gooo……."

"Put 'im down, Ed," Eddy commanded from the other side of the arena, "you're gonna kill him."

"Ooops," Ed spread his arms wide, allowing Sora to fall before him.

"KAFF-KAFF-KAFF!" Sora coughed as the colour returned to his face. He stood up on week legs, and dusted himself off with his free hand.

"Okay," Eddy said with a raised fist. "Only one more to go, and we're the winners!"

"Yay!" Ed cheered.

"Here comes our opponent," Sora wheezed, clutching his stomach.

Ed and Eddy looked.

Someone stepped into the arena. The shield went up.

"Beware, young ones…….."

A yellow jumpsuit that covered everything, except for his head.

"….you have faced and defeated every opponent in this Cup….."

A pair of big, red boots.

"…… But you made a mistake when you entered in the first place…."

A plunger in hand.

"….You are…."

A cape made of toilet paper.

"…about to…"

Toilet roll wristbands.

"…be flushed…"

A dirty toilet seat around his neck.

"….by none other than…."

A toilet roll as a mask, covering everything but his nose and mouth, and green eyes.

"…THE TOILENATOR!.!.!.!.!.!" he held his plunger over his head as he screamed his ridiculous name.

Silence.

Not a single word from anyone.

A cricket chirped in the background.

And suddenly--

"AHHHH-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!" Eddy dropped his staff, hugged himself, and fell on his butt.

"Uh, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Ed also laughed, not really knowing what so humorous.

And they weren't the only ones laughing.

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"Oh, my GOD!" Control Freak sat up. He grinned from ear to ear, and pointed, "NOOB!"

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"Hahahahaaaa!" Spanky placed his poorly-animated hands on his chest as he rocked back and forth.

The man next to him bit his gloved nails nervously.

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"What's that?.?.?.?" Bloo hollered between laughs. "Is that a TOILET SEAT around his neck?.!.?.!.?.! HAHAHAHAHAAAA!"

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"Oh, no," Father palmed his face.

He heard sniggers from behind him.

The Delightful Children were doing their damned best to hold in their laughter.

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Sora, the only one not laughing, apart from 'the Toilenator', rolled his eyes. "It's not that funny, guys."

"Oh, yes it is!" Eddy managed to stand up. He wiped a tear from his eye.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Ed was still laughing. It only took a smack in the head from Eddy to shut him up.

The Toilenator looked around nervously, "Was it something I said?"

"Come on, guys," Eddy spoke as the crowd settled down, "let's beat this guy, and get our prize."

1st Seed: The Toilenator

A pair of toilet rolls landed besides Eddy's feet.

"?.?.?.?" Eddy cocked an eyebrow. He smirked, and pointed at his opponent, "What the heck are ya gonna do? Wipe my--DAAAH!.!.!.!"

Sora stared in horror as the toilet rolls unrolled themselves, and constricted around Eddy's body like a pair of snakes.

"MM-MMMMFFF-FFFF-MMMM!.!.!.!.!" Eddy's muffled voice said as every part of his body that wasn't covered in toilet paper was sort of squeezed out. It was as if the shoots of toilet paper were trying to pop a balloon, that wasn't fully inflated, by squeezing it.

"Cool…….," Ed let out.

Sora looked at the Toilenator.

The man was grinned psychotically, twirling his plunger.

"Let's get 'im, Ed!" Sora shouted. He ran at the Toilenator with his Keyblade ready.

Ed followed suit.

"I'm not going down without a fight!" the Toilenator screamed. He dropped his plunger, and stretched his hands out at arm's length in front of his thin body. One shoot of toilet paper flew from his toilet roll wristbands, and picked at target.

Sora swung his Keyblade, and sliced through his shoot, disconnecting a section of it from the Toilenator's left hand.

Ed was having more trouble, because the shoot had wrapped around his ankles like a pair of bolas. "Uh-oh," he let out. His arms waved around comically, following by him falling flat on his face.

"YAAAH!" Sora leapt at the Toilenator.

The villain had his left hand free, which he had used to pick up his plunger. He smirked as he held up the unclogging tool at a horizontal angle.

CLA-CLOP!.!.!.!

The wood didn't break against the magical steel of Sora's Blade.

"What the…?" Sora landed, and jumped back a few feet. "That should have broken your plunger."

"I guess you don't know much about cartoon props," the Toilenator said in his looserly-sounding, breaking, voice.

And artery pulsed in Sora's forehead, "Oh for the love of…."

"Hehehe!" The Toilenator chuckled.

"Fire!" Sora shot a fireball from his Keyblade.

The Toilenator jumped over the projectile, over Sora, and landed in the centre of the arena. He noticed he still had Ed in his shoot. "Nnnnngh!" he strained, and pulled the oaf towards him.

"NO!" Ed's nails dug into the arena floor, and he was pulled away from his shield.

The Toilenator spun around, with Ed in tow. The villain kept spinning, not wanting to stop.

"AAAAGH!" Ed flew in Sora's direction.

Sora ducked, only having Ed brush his spiky hair.

"MMMMM!.!.!.!.!" Eddy--who had managed to get on his own two feet, but was still struggling with the toilet paper boa constrictors--was knocked aside by the screaming Ed. "MMM-FFFFF-MMMMFFFFFF!.!.!.!.!.!.!" he hit the force field.

The Toilenator kept spinning. This time, Sora jumped over the now dizzy Ed. This time, however, Eddy wasn't hit, because he was out of range.

Sora dodge-rolled under Ed.

The Toilenator stopped spinning Ed around.

"Oof!.!.!" Ed hit the floor. He tried to get up in a push up fashion, but wasn't strong enough, and collapsed on his front.

The Toilenator reached behind him with his free hand, and pulled out a toilet seat from some unknown dimension. He threw it like a shuriken.

Sora timed it right, and managed to catch the projectile by sticking his Keyblade in the seat's hole. He spun it over his head, and shot it back at its 'previous thrower'.

It flew, and--

WHAM!

The Toilenator was struck right in the head. He saw stars as he wobbled.

"RAAAGH!" Sora came, and shoved his entire body weight into the toilet villain.

The Toilenator spat out a tooth. He growled. He fired a shoot of toiler paper in Eddy's direction.

"MMMMM!.!.!.!.!.!" Eddy screamed as T.P. was wrapped around his already covered ankles, just like Ed.

Now, the Toilenator had both Ed and Eddy at his disposal. He shortened his shoots.

Ed and Eddy screamed as they were lifted high above the villain's head by the toilet paper shoots, and then brought down at high speeds towards Sora.

The Keyblade Master jumped out of the way.

CRASH!

Two craters formed where he once was.

"HHHH-RRRR-NNNN!.!.!.!" the Toilenator sweated as he lifted Ed and Eddy up again.

This time, Ed and Eddy were sent one at a time, picked up, and thrown right after the other. It was an endless cycle.

Sora side-stepped Eddy, ducked Ed, jumped over Eddy, and vaulted over Ed.

The two tangled boys screamed for help.

"I AM GETTING DIZZY!.!.!.!.!.!"

"MMMMM-FFFFF!.!.!.!.!"

"That's it," Sora skidded to a stop, and fired two powerful fire projectiles from his Blade.

The toilet paper shoots were struck, and disintegrated in two separate directions. Ed and Eddy were released, but not burnt. The sidekicks were both severally knocked out.

The Toilenator's green eyes widened as the 'path of disintegrating toilet paper' was heading straight towards him. He removed his toiler roll wristbands, and watched them burn at his booted feet.

He glared daggers at Sora, "This isn't over." He equipped his plunger.

"That blond kid in the lobby said you were a real pushover," Sora stated. "Are you?"

"I was always the biggest loser against the Kids Next Door, if that's what you mean," the Toilenator said. "I couldn't ever do anything right, really, but I've been training for this tournament, and I don't intend to lose."

"Neither do I."

They sprinted towards one another.

The Toilenator made the next move, and swung his plunger randomly.

Sora deflected with his Keyblade at a vertical angle. He huffed, and swung his foot forward.

The Toilenator arched his body to the side. He leaned back, and performed a roundhouse kick.

Sora held his Keyblade at an angle, and blocked the big red boot that would have smacked him in the ribs.

The Toilenator let out a warcry, and attempted a punch.

Sora narrowed his eyes. He twirled his Keyblade, and blocked the pathetic punch.

"Okay, this fight's gone on long enough," Sora said. He held the Keyblade at a horizontal angle, held it at both ends, and pushed forward.

"D'OH!" the Toilenator fell on his tiny butt.

"ED!" Sora held his Keyblade up high, and healed his knocked out friend.

"I am healed!" Ed shouted with raised hands.

The Toilenator bared he teeth in annoyance. He aimed, and threw his plunger at Sora. The unclogging tool it him dead in the face.

"MMMM-FFFF!.!.!.!" it was Sora's turn to have a muffled voice. He tried to pull the plunger off, but for some odd reason, it stuck to his face like superglue.

"Hahahahaahahahaaa!" the Toilenator laughed with a yellow-clad finger pointed.

"….," Ed frowned. "No one hurts MY friends!" he ran towards his shield, picked it up, and sprinted at the enemy.

SLAM!.!.!.!

The Toilenator, having let his guard down, flew into the arena shield. He slumped to the ground, knocked out.

"AND THE WINNERS ARE," Numbuh 4 spoke on a microphone outside the arena, "SORA, ED, AND EDDY!.!.!"

The crow erupted with applause……...and a few boos.

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"Okay, pay up," Spanky held his hand out to his friend for fifty dollars.

The blue-clad man grumbled as he fished in his suit for the money he now owed.

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"We're the champs!" Ed grinned victoriously.

Confetti showered on them from out of nowhere.

"Smile for the camera!" Numbuh 4 stepped into the arena with a digital camera ready.

Ed's arms stretched, and pulled Sora and Eddy into the picture.

FLASH!

The picture consisted of Ed smiling in the middle, with Sora to the left, still struggling with the plunger; and Eddy, still knocked out, to his right. The pink boy was held under Ed's armpit.

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"Congratulations for winning the Numbuh 4 Cup, teens," the Australian kid said to the group, standing in his famous pedestal in the lobby.

"Yeah, yeah, fine," Eddy--now healed--pushed Ed aside. "Now, where's our prize?" he held his pink hand out for the money.

"This magical spell," Numbuh 4 held out two glowing orbs in his hands. They had a purple hue to them as they flew and entered Sora's and Eddy's weapons. "It's called Gravity."

"Thanks, and anything else?" Eddy demanded, becoming impatient.

"Sure," Numbuh 4 brought out a plaque. "Here you go," he tossed it at Sora, who caught it awkwardly. "Now, get outta my site. I gotta get prepared for the next cup."

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The door slammed behind them as they entered the parking lot.

"What a damned waist of time!" Eddy hollered. He calmed down, and turned to face his team-mates. "C'mon," he jabbed a thumb in the Gummi Ship's direction, "let's get to Shuggazoom."

"If you say so, Eddy," Sora shrugged, holding the plaque. "No offence, but entering the Numbuh 4 Cup was YOUR idea."

"Ughh, don't remind me."

"Did you like the picture we were in, Eddy?"

"Shut up, Ed."