Chapter Two

(Shout-out to graywolf77: Thanks for PM'ing me your idea about Toons becoming a Toon Council. Your idea inspired me to write a court-room scene for Beatrice. Thanks, again! ;-)

Enjoy the story and life as it goes!

-imaginarytoon1)

Beatrice:

"How are you feeling right now, Beatrice?" Yen Sid asked me.

That's kind of an unusual thing to ask in a trial. I thought. I mean, I watched many trials on television and I can't even remember if the judge asked anyone 'How are y'all tonight'.

"I feel fine, I guess, sir." I replied.

"Are you nervous?" Yen Sid asked.

"I never been to court, sir, and I'm not sure if I'm saying the right thing."

"Don't worry, you're doing all right."

Then, Yen Sid cleared his throat. I can tell that things are about to get serious.

"After your sleepwalking incident occurred a few days ago, I didn't know about it until I saw these two amulets…" Yen Sid picks up two amulets with rubies in the middle of them. "…giving off a glare on one of the desks of one of the Toon Patrol members. Do you still remember anything about having amulets in your dream?"

"Although I never actually saw those amulets in person, I know that they were used to make any person, who holds one of the amulets, go inside a dreamer's head, control their dreams, and interact with the dreamer while they're dreaming." I replied.

Then, almost everyone either started to whisper to each other or did their own thing. Panchito was whispering to Tommy (I'm not talking about the little bald-headed baby from Rugrats, I'm talking about my brother), Scooby-Doo covered his mouth with shock, and various Toon villains, like Ursula the Sea Witch, Captain Hook, and Ratigan, were exchanging evil glances and chuckling with their mouths closed. Smarty, Wheezy, and Stupid were narrowing their eyes at me and Smarty shook his head (Wheezy inhaled on a single cigarette and blew out a cloud of smoke and it took the shape of cross-bones and a skull with angry, hollow eyes.). The jury was whispering some things, too. I didn't make anything out but I know that a lot of Toons are not really in their states of calmness. The word that goes along with the last part of the last sentence is TENSION.

Yen Sid bangs his gavel on the sounding block and immediately, everyone in the courts looks at him.

"Did I say something wrong, sir?" I asked nervously.

"No, Beatrice. What you just said is very unusual. Usually, a toon sorcerer, like me, a witch, or a gypsy would know how those amulets work. There hasn't been a single human being recorded for knowing the power of those amulets." Yen Sid said.

"So that makes me the first?"

"Yes."

Then, Wheezy shouted,

"How did you know about the power of those amulets?"

"Yeah!" Smarty and Stupid exclaimed in unison.

A little voice in my head is telling me to not say anything. I thought. But what good would not saying anything bring?

I replied,

"In the dream, I eavesdropped on you and the other weasels. While you and the others were looking for me on the rocky hillside, I disguised myself as a rock and eavesdropped on you. I heard many things. How you were planning to make me sleepwalk to Toon Town, bring my brother, Tommy, in to Toon Town later, and then, you would torture me and Tommy. You wanted to torture us because you had to go to jail and go through a lot. You wanted me and Tommy to experience YOUR pain that you had to face."

Every Toon, even Yen Sid and Tommy, gasped in shock. Toons, who were blowing bubbles with their bubble gum, had their bubbles popped on to their faces.

Then, Yen Sid turned to the Toon Patrol.

"Is that true?" He asked.

Greasy stood up from his seat and said,

"Yes, Your Honor, it's all true."

The jury shook their heads at the Toon Patrol, as if they were going to say: "That is so messed up."

"And it is also evident that while you were in Beatrice's mind, you happened to make copies of her memories. There is are rules about going inside a dreamer's mind and one of them is never copy their memories for personal reasons." Yen Sid said to Greasy.

"That's a rule?" Greasy asked, being completely off-guard. "I seriously did not know that."

"There are some memories that aren't meant to be shared or viewed." I said.

Some of the Toons nodded their heads in agreement.

"And Smarty, you and the other members of your patrol have broken a rule that was written in The Book Of Toon Rules." Yen Sid said to Smarty and with a wave of his hand, a thick book magically appeared on the rim of the judge's bench. Yen Sid opens the book and reads, "'Toons are created for entertainment purposes and they mustn't hurt humans. They are meant to turn a frown upside down'."

Wow! I thought. Even Toons have their own laws.

"Smarty, I am very ashamed of how and your patrol members have been treating Beatrice. You should know better than to think about torturing her and her brother." Yen Sid said and closed the book.

"Well, Birchwood dipped Doom." Smarty said.

Every Toon gasped in shock. Even Tommy was shocked to hear what Smarty said.

Yen Sid looked at me with a stern look on his face.

"Is that true, Beatrice?" He asked.

"Y-Yes, sir." I replied. "But I had to dip Doom for a few reasons."

"And what are those reasons?"

"Doom stole a whole bunch simolians and killed Eddie's brother. He even attempted to kill Eddie and dip many innocent Toons. I had to dip Doom because he was going to create a Toon Holocaust and I had to stop him from killing Toons."

Yen Sid gave me a look of awe.

"Doom wouldn't dip us, Birchwood. He's our boss." Smarty said.

"Have you ever looked in one of Doom's journals that said that he was planning to dip you and the other Toon Patrol members? Was there ever a time when you accidently caught Doom say something about getting rid of you once he gets bored of you?" I asked.

Smarty began to think it over and after a long pause, he said,

"Not that I 'procall' and if Doom ever dipped us, the Toon Patrol, we're still going to be 'repembered', even if we died."

I stood up in my chair in anger. Everyone had a look of shock on their faces.

"Is that you want to be remembered, Smarty? HUH?" I asked. "The way I see it is MESSED UP! If Doom dipped you and the other members of the Toon Patrol, people will remember you as weasels who worked with a sadistic, power-crazy, murderous mad-man and wiped out the places of Toon Town and many innocent Toons. That's how I would remember you."

"And Doom even gave us a lot of money after we worked with him. He even offered a reward if we helped him complete his plans on constructing a freeway." Wheezy said.

"And you accepted the reward…just because you wanted to save your skins?" I asked Wheezy.

"Yes, we accepted the offer because of that…and we needed that money anyway."

"Well, I got news for YOU, to ALL OF YOU MEMBERS OF THE TOON PATROL, money isn't a life-saver and it doesn't fix everything! Can a roll of quarters and two nickels fix a person's broken heart? No! Can a dollar bill perform CPR? No! Money isn't a life-saver or friend. Even if you accepted the reward, Doom was still going to dip you! You're lucky that Tommy and I saved your lives and prevented your deaths in the Dip from coming! You should be thankful for that!"

Almost everyone in the courtroom applauded in appreciation. Smarty, Wheezy, Stupid, and some of the various villains were one of the only ones who didn't clap for me.

"Well done, Beatrice." Yen Sid said. "I should even thank your brother, too."

"I appreciate your thanks, sir." I replied. "But I do have one question."

"What's that?"

"Is there really a world where Toons exist and they can choose to teleport themselves into the real world?"

Immediately, everyone in the court ceased.

"Yes, there is a world where Toons exist and they can teleport themselves to the real world and back. What made you ask that question?" Yen Sid asked.

"I've been asking myself that question since Greasy sent me a letter a few weeks ago. That was after I accidentally drove myself and Tommy to Los Angeles and Toon Town. After discovering that, I wondered if there was another world where Toons exist or not."

"Greasy sent you a letter?" Wheezy asked.

"Uh, yeah. He did." I replied.

"What did the letter say?" Smarty asked.

"I told the muchacha that I was going to change after leaving jail. I wanted to be a better weasel than I was before." Greasy said.

Yen Sid looked at me with amazement.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked nervously.

"No, Beatrice. It seems that you did something that I've never heard in my life. You changed Greasy. I'm really impressed that you changed him. Now, your deed just gave me an idea."

Whoa, wait. What's the idea? I thought.

"Toons of the court, raise your hands if you believe that villains can be reformed." Yen Sid said.

At least three Toons, Psycho, Mickey, and Greasy raised their hands. Tommy and I raised our hands, too.

"Raise your hands if you believe that villains can't be reformed." Yen Sid said.

The other members of the court raised their hands.

"Now the reason why I asked you that was because one of the members of the Toon Patrol decided to change himself after going to jail. I, now, see Beatrice as a person who can help the Toon Patrol atone their wrongdoings. After hearing Beatrice's lecture about people remembering others after they die and money not being your best friend, I was really surprised to hear her speak her words of wisdom. One weasel changed himself already and let's see how Beatrice can help with the other members of the Toon Patrol. Raise your hands if you think that Beatrice can help the Toon Patrol." Yen Sid said to us.

All Toons, except for Wheezy, Smarty, and Stupid, raised their hands. Tommy raised his hand with the others.

"Raise your hands if you think that Beatrice CAN'T help the Toon Patrol." Yen Sid said.

I raised my hand with Wheezy, Smarty, and Stupid. I don't have the confidence to help the members of the Toon Patrol.

"Beatrice, why did you raise your hand?" Yen Sid asked.

"I don't have the confidence to help the Toon Patrol. I mean, sure, Greasy did change but if I try to help the other members, things would not work out." I replied. "I didn't know that you were going to come up with something like that and you expect to have a straightforward answer from me. I need some time to think this over."

"Take your time, Beatrice. Take your time." Yen Sid said.

As soon as Yen Sid smacked his gavel on the sounding block, a white light exploded in between the block and the gavel. Then, the whole courtroom disappeared into the white light and I felt like I was blown away by the force of an exploding bomb.

I woke up with a start and I panted in surprise and terror, like I had a nightmare.

What a strange dream. I thought and pulled my bed covers over my head.

Then, I heard someone tapping on my window.