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Autotopia
Prescott and the Mad Doctor climbed over the police walls erected to block the tunnel entrance.
"Autotopia. They fixed it up." The Mad Doctor walked about looking at all the newly painted toon.
"After you ruined it. I was head of the technology team to bring this place back to its former glory." Prescott looked around. It was unusually silent. No cars were racing around the track. No cheers of victory. "This way." He said leading the Mad Doctor to the projector.
Ventureland
Oswald and Mickey bid Daisy goodbye and headed off to the projector. "You sure you're feeling better, Oswald?" Mickey asked. The rabbit still limped a little but his shiny black coat was shinier then before.
"Mickey, I will be so much better once I see Ortensia. She should either be on Mean Street or in Ostown." They walked up to the projector and jumped in.
They landed on Mean Street just in time to land on Pete. "Urg, get off!" He said. The Mouse and the rabbit hopped off. Mickey reached to help Pete up. Oswald tapped his shoulder and pointed down the street. Blotlings ran rampant. Toons barricaded themselves inside the shops. Mickey looked down at Pete. "Is this your doing?" He asked the cat.
"I have just gotten ore acquainted with our enemies. They were helping me track down our prisoner and her accomplices."
"You, let THEM on Mean Street!" Oswald raged. He puffed up his chest and his face went red. He started to charge at Pete.
"They are necessary to catch the mouse, who the old gremlin and Ortensia stole." Mickey looked at Oswald, then Pete, then at the Blotlings.
"Oswald, stay and watch him. I'll take care of the Blotlings." Mickey pulled out his paintbrush and ran towards the center of Mean Street. He sprayed one spatter with paint and hit another with the brush. He finished painting the first Spatter; it spun in the air and gave a little salute. Mickey painted most of the Blotlings, until the paint ran out. He hit the nearest light post, making it dance, and a bucket of paint flew out. Mickey caught it and pointed the brush at the last two spatters. His 'friendly' spatters had already turned the remainders into piles of thinner. Mickey took a breath and walked back to Oswald. "Where did you get access to Blotlings?" He asked Pete. Oswald had Pete sitting up and his remote pointed at him.
"Not gonna tell you. You'll find out sooner or later." Pete answered.
"Oh, we already know. I have scars to prove it." Oswald said. His thumb inching closer to the button of the remote.
The people of Mean Street can out of the shops. Few went over and pat the 'friendly' Blotlings on the head. Horace Horsecollar galloped over to the two heroes. "You guys alright?" He asked, watching Oswald inch closer to shocking Pete.
"There is a strong chance that Pete, here, is in league with Petetronic and the others in bringing terror to Wasteland and the Toon world again." Mickey said. "Can you take him and put him in a secure cell of town hall. I know some of them have trapdoors out." Oswald put his remote away and watched as Horace led him away.
"Where do you think they went?" Oswald asked.
"A place where they could help Minnie." Mickey looked to the Ostown projector and Oswald nodded. Together they jumped into the picture.
Tomorrow City
Prescott and the Mad Doctor tumbled out of the projector. "Why didn't we end up in my attic lair? That was where the projectors connected."
"We changed it. It is easier on toons and Madame Leota. It allows daily access to Autotopia and prevents the nightmares that come from Lonesome Manor." Prescott said. "As soon as we get to Mean Street you will be out of my horns and I can go back to the useless gag factory." Prescott fluttered away sadly. The Mad Doctor Mad a confused look and followed after the gremlin.
They passed the rocket used to get up to the blot. The Mad Doctor shuddered. "How could I have been so selfish to think that controlling the Blot would make me powerful?" He thought.
Prescott flew out of the exit to The People Mover. Toons of all ages were enjoying the newly renovated rides. Prescott looked back and saw the Mad Doctor slowly following. "Come on! I could just leave you here." Prescott folded his arms remembering to make another glove.
"Why don't you." The Mad Doctor said. He took a breath. "I'll take the blame, for everything; your turning, and the new machine. Prescott, you are a talented gremlin, and you can create more than just gags. Look at the glove you created to get us out of there." The Mad Doctor waved his arm behind him. Prescott's hardened look softened.
"Let's get to Mean Street." The gremlin said. Even when toons avoided them or pulled children the other way, Prescott felt proud to be walking next to the Mad Doctor. They made it to the projector without any complications.
Ostown
Gus and Ortensia barricaded themselves and Minnie is Ortensia's pink House.
"There has to be an easier way to do this." Gus said. Ortensia coaxed Minnie into a metal wash bin and was in the process of pouring a bucket of paint on the mouse's head.
"Why do you have so much paint anyway?" The gremlin asked admiring her stash.
"For emergencies. Who knows who will be the next toon to go inert? Or who will raise the Blot again?" She said. Minnie sat still and stared at the paint that gathered in the bottom of the tub. She reached with a gloved hand and ran her finger through the paint. She made a circle with two smaller circles attached. "Mickey." She whispered.
Ortensia started to pour another bucket of paint when Minnie stared to stir. "Mickey." She said louder. Memories flooded her. A musical donkey and a steamboat of music. A princess waiting for brave musketeers. Ice cream at the parlor on Main Street. A peaceful ride on Autotopia, until they got separated. "Mickey!" Minnie yelled scaring the wrench out of Gus's hand. "Oh. What have I done? What did I do?" she started to cry. Ortensia set down the bucket and hugged her over the wall of the bin.
"Minnie, you didn't do anything. It wasn't your fault." Ortensia said sweetly. Minnie put her arms around Ortensia and did not let go. Gus picked up his wrench and finally took a well needed breath. A knock on the door startled him again. He huffed and fluttered to the door. "Who is it?" he called. He didn't want anyone trying to take Minnie back.
"It's Oswald, Gus. Please let us in." a muffled voice answered. Gus unlocked the door and slightly opened it. Oswald gave him a little smile and a wave. Gus then threw open the door and let them in.
"Where is she? I heard that you have her." Mickey said finally getting in the door. Gus pointed towards the kitchen. Mickey rushed in. Minnie and Ortensia turned suddenly. Ortensia squealed and ran to Oswald. Minnie looked at Mickey, slowly let out the breath she was holding, and ran to Mickey. "He is here! And he is not angry with Me." she thought. Mickey held her tightly and tears started to fall. Minnie started to sob into his shoulder. They did not loosen their hold of each other, and nobody stopped them.