Alright, lets see how the toons and their twins take to their encounter, shall we?

~6~

"I think they're this way," Ezekiel said as they walked down the street.

"Are you sure?" Shaggy asked.

"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!" came the shout that was heard at the end of the last chapter.

"Yep, I recognize that bellow anywhere," Kite said. "C'mon,"

~6~

Fangs stared at Glimpy.

Mugsy stared at Pugsy.

Glimpy stared at Fangs.

Pugsy stared at Mugsy.

Scruno and Danny stared at Mugsy and Pugsy.

Skinny and Peewee stared at Fangs and Glimpy.

Mugsy turned his gaze to Glimpy, then to Fangs.

Fangs turned his gaze to Pugsy, then to Mugsy.

Pugsy turned his gaze to Fangs, then to Glimpy.

Glimpy turned his gaze to Mugsy, then to Pugsy.

Peewee and Skinny turned their gaze to Pugsy and Mugsy.

Scruno and Danny turned their gaze to Glimpy and Fangs.

Fangs and Pugsy looked at each other.

Mugsy and Glimpy looked at each other.

Scruno, Danny, Peewee, and Skinny looked at each other.

The reader looked at the screen, wondering why the author was wasting so much paragraph space with a pointless moment.

Finally, someone spoke. "Mugs… how come there's two of you, and two of Glimpy?" Scruno asked, blinking.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out." Mugsy replied, looking at Pugsy. "Who do you two think you are, imposing like me and one of my pals?"

"Excusify me, but I think you're the ones imposing as US," Pugsy sneered.

"Yeah, says who?" Glimpy questioned.

"Says him," Fangs answered, pointing at Pugsy.

"Who are you guys, anyhow?" Danny asked.

"I'm Pugsy, and he's Fangs." Pugsy answered. "Who are the rest of you guys?"

"I'm Mugsy, the guy you're impersonating," Mugsy answered firmly, then motioned to the others. "This is Danny, my left-hand man; Glimpy, the right hand man, and the one your friend is impersonating; Peewee, my yes-man; Skinny, my no-man; and Scruno, my black-out general."

"Say, you must be the guys Zeke was looking for," Skinny spoke up.

"Zeke's back? Why didn't anyone tell me?" Glimpy said.

"(Shut up, will ya?) Do you guys know Zeke?" Mugsy questioned, after elbowing Glimpy.

"Short kid, black hair, dresses in black, always has a snake with him?" Pugsy guessed. "Yeah, we've seen him. He's the one who brought us here, to find some other friends of ours who happen to be missing."

"Lets get back to Zeke, then, before anyone else goes missing," Danny suggested.

"Alright, lets go then." Mugsy agreed, and they walked off.

Fangs rubbed his chin as they walked, looking at Mugsy and Glimpy. "Say, Pugs, haven't we've seen those guys before?" he whispered.

"Maybe… but I don't disremember where," Pugsy answered.

"I do!" came a voice from behind.

"Whoa!" All the guys yelped, spinning around and seeing Alexia standing behind them, with the others.

"See? I told you they were this way," Ezekiel said, while Aaron only rolled his eyes.

"You both ran into each other in a chapter in the first Missing in Fiction story, remember? It was one of those random awkward moments WG likes to put in," Alexia added.

"Oh yeah, now I remember!" Fangs said. "We were walking down that creepy hallway in that temple, and we bumped into you two!"

"Come to think of it, I do recall hearing your names before," Mugsy agreed. "Yeah… back when Zeke first showed us that cartoony world he visits once in a while. We were in some creepy hall, and bumped into a couple cartoons,"

"Those were us," Pugsy told him.

"Gosh, I thought that was just a pointless cameo-appearance," Kassy spoke up.

"So… Zeke, who exactly are all your friends?" Glimpy asked.

"Oh, that's right, I didn't properly introduce you guys," Ezekiel said. "East Side Kids, this is Aaron, his sister Alexia, Brielle (Pugsy's wife), Kassy (Fangs' wife), Kite (Fangs' cousin), Shaggy, and Scooby-Doo. And, just to tell you ahead of time, we're looking for some characters named James Hunter (Aaron and Alexia's brother), Luna Southerland, Shaun Goof, and Liz Fangsworth (Fangs and Kassy's daughter)." He turned to the reader. "Personally, I just wanted to say all that just to help remind everyone who all is here."

"Of course," Brielle deadpanned.

"Alright, where do we start looking?" Mugsy asked.

Ezekiel smirked. "I THOUGHT you'd NEVER ask!" he exclaimed, then whipped out a cell-phone… Shaun's toon-powered cell-phone, to be exact.

"…Where did you get that?!" Kite demanded.

"Sirius had it on him when he and Jo came. I decided to borrow it to help trace our missing authors," he then pulled up some sort of GPS- tracking system on the phone. He then typed in the names of the missing authors. The screen loaded for a bit, until it pinpointed his location… in Burbank, CA (Shaun), Garfield, NJ (James), Benson, AZ (Liz), and Denver, CO (Luna). "Looks like whoever split apart our friends wanted to keep 'em pretty far apart,"

"Well, I guess we all know what this means," Aaron said.

"Road trip!" Alexia exclaimed.

Scooby gave a slight whimper, covering his face with his paw.

"But, we don't even have a vehicle," Shaggy pointed out.

"Leave that to us…" Ezekiel said, smirking.

~6~

One Hour Later…

Soon everyone was climbing into a green Jeep, ready to head for New Jersey. "Alright, everyone load up your bags and drain your bladders- this is a nonstop trip!" Mugsy announced.

"Where'd you get the ride?" Aaron asked.

"Borrowed it from a close friend… we'll have to get it back before he starts to miss it,"

"Great. We're traveling with a bunch of fugitives," Pugsy muttered.

"If you have a problem with it, you're welcome to walk, lunkhead."

"Watch it, wise-guy!"

"That's Mr. Wise Guy to you!"

"Can we please get driving before someone starts a cock-fight?" Ezekiel moaned. "I don't want to deal with so much conflict- we're only on chapter six!"

"Whatever,"

They began driving. "So, Ezekiel, how exactly did you and your friends get through MIF 1 alive?" Kassy asked.

The author grinned, leaning back. "Well, Kass, it's a long story… so long, it's going to take the whole next chapter to tell…"

~6~

And so ends another chapter. Next chapter, a short flash-back… and a view of one of our missing author friends ;)

In the meantime, review. No flames please.