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Ok, this is the next chapter! Oh, and just so you know, Fanfiction (don't own it, never will) has fixed my penname. I AM NOW OFFICIALLY SKYLER25! YIPPEE!

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"Ok!" I said as we sat down in the overcrowded ship. "Which world next?"

"The new one," suggested Donald. "On the right."

"No," I said. "The one from before. On the left."

"Right."

"Left."

"Aw, Goofy, just do that method thing so they'll stop fighting!" said Sora.

"Okay!" exclaimed Goofy. "Eeny, meeny, miny, mo! Ok, the one on the right!"

"HUH!" I screamed. "But you picked mine!"

"Yeah, but I let you win last time, so this time I'm letting Donald win."

I scowled at Donald, and then begged to drive.

"No," said Sora.

"Why?"

"You're not 16 yet."

"Neither are you!"

"That's why I'm not driving."

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"Hey, Donald, maybe King Mickey's down there," said Goofy as we approached the world. He then quickly explained to us that they were looking for their king, Mickey Mouse. The stars in their world had started disappearing, one by one, and Mickey knew that meant darkness was coming, so he set out to try to stop it.

"King Mickey? In a backwater place like that? No way!" exclaimed Donald. "Let's move on."

"Hold on," said Sora. "Riku and Kairi might be down there. Let's just check it out."

"Yeah," I said. "Besides, you were the one who wanted to go to this world. I would have picked the one on the left, but nooo, you had to-"

"Shut up! We're on an important mission!" screeched Donald.

"JUST LAND!" screamed Sora.

"Do what he says!" I yelled.

"No!"

"Come on!"

"Aw, phooey!"

"We're landing!"

Sora grabbed control of the ship. He began to drive it towards the world.

"Don't touch that!" screamed Donald. "NO! You can't drive! You're under 16!"

Our ship crashed into the lush, green land.

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Apparently, I had blacked out. I woke up to see several things looking over me. I sat up. Rubbing my head. "Who are you guys?" I asked.

I then realized that they were gorillas! I shrieked and hid behind a bush. We were in a lush jungle. "No! What are you doing?"

The gorilla seemed to recognize that I was a human. I could tell it was a girl- she had many babies around her. She picked me up with easy. I screamed and called upon my Mystical Orbs to make a copy of the Keyblade.

Keyblade in hand, I wondered what I should do next. I couldn't hurt the gorilla. I made my Keyblade disappear and let her take me to…wherever she was taking me.

We arrived at a camp. The gorilla shoved me out of the bushes. Then I realized that she wanted me to be with my own kind.

"Thanks…" I mumbled, even though I knew she couldn't understand me. "Sorry about the whole Keyblade thing…"

But she was gone. I turned around and looked at the camp. No one was home. I decided to twiddle my thumbs and wait.

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Sora suddenly appeared from the bushes. He was with another man.

"Sora!" I screamed and ran to him. He embraced me.

"Friend? Riku? Kairi?" said the man. I could tell he didn't speak English very well.

Sora turned to him and nodded. "Friend. Skyler."

I smiled. Yup, that's me!

"His name is Tarzan," Sora explained to me. "He doesn't speak too much English, but he's helping us look for Riku and Kairi."

"What about Donald and Goofy?" I asked.

"Never mind about them. I thought you didn't like Donald."

"Yeah, but…aw, never mind…It's just that…I dunno."

Sora ruffled my hair and we entered one of the main tents.

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A young girl was waiting in the tent. "Jane," said Tarzan.

"Tarzan!" said the girl. "Oh, who is this?" The looked at Sora and me.

"Uh, hi there," began Sora. "I'm-"

"Oh, you speak English!" said the girl. Yeah, we spoke English!

"We speak Japanese, too!" I said, and began blabbering at her in a language she could never hope to understand. Japanese.

"Um…ok," she said. "So, then, obviously, you're not related to Tarzan… Are you here to study the gorillas?"

"Highly doubtful," came a voice as a heavy-built man with a rifle entered the tent. Following him were…

"Donald! Goofy!" Sora and I exclaimed at the same time as we rushed to hug them.

"Sora!" they both shouted as they rushed for us. Then we all remembered we were supposed to be mad at each other and pulled away. Sora was looking left. Donald was looking right.

"A circus of clowns," scoffed the man with the rifle. "Not much use for hunting gorillas."

"Mr. Clayton!" said the girl, agitated. "We're studying them, not hunting them. This is research."

She sighed and turned to us. "Well, the more the merrier!" she said. "Do make yourselves at home."

Sora and Donald were still looking in opposite directions. "Well anyway…" Sora began.

"I'm staying," they said at the same time. Goofy and I simply stood by watching.

"Huh?" said Sora.

"Sora, look what we found," said Goofy.

"Sora and who?" I said testily.

"Oh! Right! Skyler too! Look at this." He held up his hands. In them was a small block.

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"What's that?" asked Sora.

"A gummi block," said Goofy. "You know, the stuff we use for our ship."

"So that means…"

"The king could be here. We've gotta work together to look for him." Donald paused. "For now!" he added.

"Fine," said Sora. "I'll let you tag along. For now!"

I laughed. We were a team again. Me, Sora, that idiot Donald, and Goofy.

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"Apparently Tarzan was raised in the jungle by the gorillas," explained the lady, Jane. "Communicating with him still isn't easy, but he's learning."

"So he was speaking in 'gorilla' back there…" commented Sora.

"Ah, that's right. You're looking for your friends?"

"He said Riku and Kairi were here."

"He did!" I burst out.

Sora nodded. "Then he said this one word I couldn't understand…"

"Why don't we try this?" asked Jane, gesturing to a slide machine. "We'll show Tarzan some slides and see if any of them match that word."

She reached for the slides. "Hey, what happened? They're gone."

"Oh!" said Sora, reaching into his pocket. "I found this on the way here." He handed her a slide. It was of an old woman carrying a baby.

Tarzan shook his head.

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We scoured the camp, looking for the slides. As usual, the voice told me where all of them were.

"One's on top of the tent. The other's in that pile of boxes. There's another in the clothes hamper. Now check the globe."

I blamed my "lucky streak," on my lucky Chibbi and smiled, although on the inside I was really confused. Why was the voice in my head telling me all these things?

How do you know where all the slides are? I asked.

"I…Like all the other things, I can't tell you. Sorry. Oh, wait! Look in that crate over there."

I peaked inside and squealed. "Puppies!" I exclaimed. Sora reached inside and tucked away the four adorable Dalmatian puppies and we made our way back inside.

"Okay," said Jane. "Let's look at these slides, shall we?"

The first was of a huge castle. Sora frowned.

"What's wrong, Sora?" asked Goofy.

"What?" said Sora. "Um…Nothing."

"It looks so familiar," Sora mumbled to himself. "But how? I've never been off my island."

I was feeling the same way.

The next slide was of a man proposing to a lady. Then there was a picture of a gorilla, then a ship, then some sword fighters.

"Well, Tarzan?" said Jane.

"Where are our friends, Riku and Kairi?" asked Sora.

Tarzan shook his head.

"Hey," began Sora. "I thought-"

"That leaves just one place," came Mr. Clayton's voice. "Young man, we've been in this jungle for some time now. But we have yet to encounter these friends of yours. I'd wager they're with the gorillas. But Tarzan refuses to take us to them."

"Oh, come on!" I said. "That's stupid. Why would Riku and Kairi be with the gorillas?"

"Just a thought…" murmured Mr. Clayton.

"Really, Mr. Clayton." Jane reprimanded him for a different reason. "Tarzan wouldn't hide-"

"Then take us there!" demanded Mr. Clayton. "Take us to the gorillas," he said to Tarzan. When Tarzan didn't respond, Mr. Clayton tried pronouncing each syllable carefully. "Go-rill-las."

Tarzan glanced at Sora, who was looking at him hopefully. Tarzan nodded.

"Tarzan…" said Jane worriedly. "Are you sure?"

"Tarzan go see Kerchak," said Tarzan.

"Kerchak?" said Jane.

"He must be the leader," said Mr. Clayton slyly. "Perfect. I'll go along as an escort. After all, the jungle is a dangerous place…"

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"Skyler, no!" screamed the voice in my head. "You can't trust that man. He's greedy and cruel. All he wants is to hunt the gorillas.

"No, really," I said to Mr. Clayton. "Tarzan has been living in the jungle for all his life. He'll be perfectly fine by himself."

"Skyler?" said Sora. "What's gotten into you? We might be finally able to see Riku and Kairi again, and you're saying no?"

I sighed as Mr. Clayton walked off. I'm sorry, I said to the voice in my head. I just couldn't stop him…

"It's okay," said the voice, but its tone was worried. "I just hope that you can keep him under control…"

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We exited the camp and entered a lagoon. Following Tarzan's lead, we climbed up a vine into the treetops. Tarzan swung across the vines, and we followed. Sora swung skillfully across. Then Goofy went, though it was more like flailing his arms than swinging.

I was to go next. I felt the vine. It was weak and slippery. I gripped it tightly and swung to the next vine.

I'm not sure what happened next. Either my hand slipped or the vine broke. Anyway, the next thing I knew I was rocketing down through the treetops.

I landed in the lagoon next to a hippo.

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I have often heard that hippos are some of the most protective- and dangerous- animals. Now I know why.

Three baby hippos surrounded the mother. Upon seeing me, they gave their mother a "mommy-help-me-mean-ol'-Skyler-is-gonna-cream-me-with-her-evil-copy-of-a-Keyblade" look and huddled together in the corner. They had sad and frightened expressions on their faces, but I have almost no doubt that they had evil intentions.

The mother hippo was now very angry. She opened her huge jaws, revealing oddly sharp molars. Who knows…maybe hippos in this world are omnivores.

Before the hippo could make me into baby food for her children, Sora rocketed down and crashed onto the hippo's nose, saving my hide. The hippo was forced to close its mouth and sink.

Sora jumped onto the solid ground and pulled me up too, totally oblivious to the fact that he had just stepped on a hippo. He soon found out.

The hippo burst out of the water and roared (who knew hippos could roar?). Flaring its nostrils, it prepared to charge at us.

"Sora!" I yelled. "Hit it!"

"What? Why?"

"Oh, no reason… EXCEPT THAT WE'RE ABOUT TO DIE!"

"Skyler! We can't hurt it! It doesn't mean any harm… Okay, maybe it does. RUN!"

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"Hey…I didn't see you swinging across!" I yelled at Donald. We were back in the treetops. Tarzan had had to carry me across. We were about to cross over to where Kerchak and some other gorillas are.

"I flew across," said Donald proudly. Too proudly. "Hah…" he muttered under his breath. "You fell in the lake…."

"What'd you say?" I was prepared to punch Donald any moment. "And besides, how could YOU fly? You're a duck. Ducks can't fly. They can swim, but they can't fly."

"You just saw a roaring hippo, and you're accusing me of being able to fly."

"Hmph."

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"Did you get any of that?" Goofy asked Donald. Tarzan had been busily blabbing away at two gorillas.

"No," said Donald.

"How 'bout you?" Goofy asked me.

"Goofy, my good friend," I said, "I understand about as much gorilla language as Donald understands Japanese."

"I UNDERSTAND JAPANESE!" screeched Donald.

"Donald!" I hissed quietly. "You'll scare the gorillas away!"

But they had already left. Tarzan looked sad and dejected.

"They're gone," announced Donald. "See? Now I can talk as loud as I want, ok? OKAY?"

I cringed. Donald had shouted so loud that the treetops shook slightly. I heard some desperate cries.

"What's that?"

A young gorilla plummeted from the higher vines. It had landed right in my arms. My eyes went wide.

"AWWWWWWW! LOOK AT THE CUTE LITTLE GORILLA! SORA, CAN WE KEEP HIM? PLEEEEEEEEEAAAAASE?"

"Erm…ok…but only until we find his parents."

"Yippee!" I yelled. "What's your name?"

The gorilla made a bunch of squeaking sounds.

"Ok… Let's just call you…Plushie."

"What kind of name is Plushie?" asked Sora.

"A good name. Now let's take him back to camp."

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"What'd ya think he eats?" Goofy asks. Goofy had taken quite a liking to Plushie in the past five minutes, and was busily offering Plushie various different kinds of chocolate, all of which Plushie refused.

"Bananas," I told Goofy. "Duh."

"Gawrsh, that's right! I forgot….um…where do bananas grow?"

Donald whacked him hard with his staff. "On banana trees, doofus!"

"Oh yeah, a'hyuck!"

I sighed and took Plushie away from Goofy. Plushie immediately started to kick. I dropped him.

Plushie took off towards the forest. I soon saw him climbing frantically into a giant treehouse.

"Sora!"

"What?"

"Something's wrong with Plushie!"

"Well, where is he?"

"That's the point! He's gone! He ran up to that tree house."

There was the sound of a gunshot, and a shriek. A gorilla shriek.

"No…"

We dashed up to the treehouse.

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Mr. Clayton was standing on the balcony in front of us, totally unaware that we were watching him from behind. He was aiming his rifle for Plushie and another gorilla.

"What's the big idea?" Donald's loud voice was actually good for something.

"彼を放っておきなさい!" I yelled.

"What a greedy man," the voice in my head mumbled.

"No…you don't understand!" said Clayton nervously. "I was only trying to….ah, yes, a snake slithered by, you see. Very dangerous, you know. I was only trying to save their lives."

"Sure you were," I said sarcastically. "Sheesh, you honestly think we believe you? I mean-"

"That's enough, Skyler," the voice in my head commanded gently. "I'd let you go on, but…I just don't want to provoke his anger."

"Erm…never mind," I said hastily.

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"How could you do such a thing?" Jane asked hotly as we entered the tent.

"Now, Ms. Porter, as I told you, I was not aiming at the gorilla."

"And we're supposed to believe that?" No one hurt Plushie and got away with it.

"You are not to go near the gorillas again!" Jane was obviously very upset.

"All because of one mishap? Come, now…"

Everyone, including myself, gave Mr. Clayton an angry glare. Jane cleared her throat loudly. Grumbling, Mr. Clayton exited the tent.

A few minutes later he stuck his head back into the tent.

"But, you see-"

"Chibbi!"

"Eh?"

With a flash of light, the Chibbi chased Mr. Clayton out of the tent. There was the sound of a gunshot, and then…an eerie silence.

"Skyler…I've got a bad feeling about this," mumbled the voice.

What am I supposed to do?

"Tell Sora."

"Sora…I think we should check it out."

"Ok…"

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"Heartless!" Sora screamed.

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Footnotes

"Leave him alone!"

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Wow, that was a long chapter. Oh well, I guess it makes up for the long wait you people had to endure. Don't worry, the next one will come soon. I have a lot of ideas.