"Come on Pete, just 'cause she's different doesn't mean you can lock her in the jail cell!" Deafy argued to Big Bad Pete, the one that had been stationed at Mean Street's town hall jail cells.

"If you ask me, that's the perfect reason to lock her up!" the fat cat claimed with a nasty chuckle. "If that mouse can manipulate Wasteland the way he wants just 'cuz he has a heart, imagine what this chick would do if she had the chance!"

"Muck her up…? That's cruel Pete! And I have yet to see a house manipulate Wasteland for the sake of art. Seriously Pete, some times you copies have weird senses of imagination!"

"I didn't say…" Pete started to argue, but stopped himself with an angered huff. "Whatever, it's no wonder you were withdrawn."

"I am wonderfully drawn, thank you." Deafy then declared as if Pete had given him a compliment. In return, Pete groaned in bitter frustration. To save the insufferable conversation, the door of town hall opened and in came Oswald with Mickey close behind.

"So… I heard that someone found a girl in the Caverns?" Oswald uneasily questioned, not particularly talking to anyone but turned toward Pete.

"I did not hound her, but I did find her." Deafy confirmed.

"Isn't that what you just said?" Mickey whispered to Oswald.

"Deafy doesn't hear too well." the rabbit whispered calmly back. "He thinks he's pretty clever though; but if he ain't hearing, he ain't clever."

Mickey nodded to show that he understood before turning toward the dwarf. "Where is she? Is she alright?"

Deafy nodded and led the duo to the jail cell that Pete had locked the stranger behind. Mickey and Oswald peered in and after straining to see the figure slumped in the corner, both of them jumped back in surprise.

"There's a human in there!" Mickey yelped in surprise. "How did she end up here?!"

"I found her in the caverns." Deafy retorted as if it were obvious. "Right underneath where the Angel used to be. Geez, and some folks think I'm the one that can't hear."

"Wait..." Oswald interjected. "Where the Angel used to be? What do you mean Deafy?"

The dwarf let out a groan of frustration. "The Angel in the Caverns fell away and under the rubble was where I found the girl. It was in a fit to collapse any way after the Mad Doc dried up the Guardian pools. Seriously, for the leader of Wasteland you sure do a horrible job at it."

The rabbit did not say anything, instead giving the dwarf a rather dark look before turning back to the human. Mickey didn't look too happy at the dwarf either. "Don't you have someplace you need to be?" the mouse questioned. For a moment, the dwarf stood where he was as if Mickey hadn't said a thing, but soon turned around and headed toward the door.

"A thanks would have been nice..." Deafy muttered before shutting the door behind him. Mickey shook his head, feeling as if the dwarf didn't need a thanks after being rude to Oswald, then turned toward his brother and the girl in the jail cell.

From what little lighting lit up the jail cell, the two could see that the human girl was wearing an ornate gown with long bell sleeves. A part of her mid length coal black hair gently hung over her pixie-like face, making her seem more than a lost princess in search of her prince; blameless.

"She's sleeping." Oswald told Mickey in an absent tone.

"Let's be glad that it's the only thing she's doing." the mouse replied as he folded his arms together. "According to Deafy, she should have been crushed by the rubble. If she really is human, she's either extremely lucky or something else helped her. Especially since we just dealt with the Mad Doctor, I think we need to be careful about who she is."

"How could a human even come to Wasteland to begin with?" Oswald inquired as well. "That's like, three different walls of reality to break through. It's one thing if it's a Toon coming because all they have to do is lose their crowd funded heart. But a human would have to lose their soul and heart to come here… right?"

"Your guess is as good as mine Oswald." Mickey claimed with a shake of his head. "It's too confusing to think about right now. Maybe she'll have some answers when she wakes up."

"I hope she does Mick. I really do hope she has some answers..."

. . .

She looked rather extravagant for someone who was arguing against one of the industry's greatest animation companies. Some folks could have argued that this was no place for a girl like her- most of them would have questioned why she was out of school to protest for the writers to begin with. She certainly became the focal point of the fledgling strike, that's for sure.

Unfortunately, it wasn't her place, and she needed to be brought back down to where she belonged… immediately.

. . .

"She's waking up." someone said as her mind finally came back into consciousness. She let out a small groan in response; don't wake me up, let me sleep, please…

"Hey girlie, wake it up already!" someone else demanded, shaking something metal with great force. "We ain't got all day for you to be Snow White here!"

"'Aurora's wake up sequence was longer." she slurred as she opened her eyes to stare at a bar of jail cell bars and a small handful of Toons. "Although I'm flattered you compared me to a princess, that sure was sweet of you."

The girl then got a better look at the Toons that stared at her from beyond the bars. A rabbit and mouse about the same height, a rather tall cat that beat the rabbit and mouse with size measurements around as well, and a green skinned something or other in a red jumpsuit with a beard looked back at her with various degree of interest. She only stared back at them, wishing that she felt more surprised than what she actually was.

"How do you feel?" the rabbit finally asked.

"I'm in a tiny jail cell with no room to move my legs and being stared down by Toons I don't know." came the reply, dull and unamused, "How do you think I feel?"

"Watch who you're talking to!" the red jumpsuited thing called her out. "You're talking to Oswald the Lucky Rabbit, the leader of Wasteland!"

"My apologies then." the girl claimed in return, although it did not appear genuine. "Maybe I'll be nicer if someone would let me out of here? Yeah, I like that idea. Let's do that."

"Just a few questions, then we'll talk about it." the mouse told her. The girl looked over at him and snickered.

"Mickey Mouse? I'm trapped here by Mickey Mouse. Gee, that is… unexpected, and I would know." She turned to the cat as well and gave a teasing smile. "And Pete. Oh boy, I'm really scared now."

"Watch it girlie," Pete threatened, "Or I'll knock you out again in a heartbeat!"

"I'd like to see that." she insisted with a wicked smile laced on her lips.

"Can't we be civil about this?" the thing in the jumpsuit interjected. Noticing an eyebrow raise from the girl, the thing turned to her direction and introduced himself. "I'm Gus, the leader of the Gremlins. Would you mind telling us who you are, if you are able to remember of course?"

"You can call me Sabrina." she answered. "And, in some respects, I suppose the full title could be Sabrina, Angel of Wasteland."

"Wait… you're the Angel of Wasteland?" Oswald asked.

"Well the carving in the Caverns is gone and I'm here," Sabrina argued, "Why haven't you thought otherwise yet?"

The rabbit did not have an answer for this and went silent.

"Now that we know you're name, we need to know when you came." Mickey suggested. "What was the last movie that was announced at the theater?"

Sabrina thought about it for a moment before clicking her fingers together.

"Chicken Little." she decided.

"You're from that era?"

"I was actually born around The Little Mermaid." Sabrina affirmed with a nod. "But Chicken Little wasn't that bad, you know, except for the critic's opinion of it. Money's all a studio cares about any way, doesn't it?"

Oswald looked from Mickey to Sabrina, and back again. "What on earth happened to the studio since I left?" he questioned with a raise of his eyebrow.

"It doesn't matter right now." Mickey claimed, shutting down the conversation quickly. "But now we have an estimate of how long you've been here Sabrina, and how old you are."

"Now what are you going to do to me?" the girl entertained, but not hiding a sense of uneasiness.

"I have an idea." Pete smirked, but Oswald and Mickey looked at each other in silent decision. In agreement, they looked back at Sabrina and gave her their answer.