And now, because I have nothing else to do, here's the next chapter!

Things to Remember:

1) I own nothing but my own OC and myself

2) Aliases include: Buckwheat= Timothy, Brelyn= Brielle, Crim= Kiff, and Ginger= Anna.

3) Alan and Astrid are no longer the author and co-author, just our Nobodies

4) This is Fanfiction, thereby everything in this story is 100% made-up.

5) …meh. That's about it. :p

Now lets get on with it!

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It had been almost a week since the young group of meddlers went to train with the Disney stars. Astrid, WG, and Stalker had been staying with Belle, deciding to catch up on a few things (though, having been a fan of her movie for so long, there wasn't that much catching up for the young authoress to do). As for the others, they were improving day-by-day with their training (save Fangs and Gin, who were still trying to master a few 'pirate' techniques). Buckwheat, William, Alyx, and Edwin, meanwhile, had decided to stay behind at the studios, so the kids wouldn't get in any danger and so the wand-master could keep an eye on things.

As for Kiff and Anna…

"Wait, wait, wait… Let me get this straight," Jim said, after Lucy finished telling him what was going on. "You mean to say that this kid…" he pointed to Kite. "Is YOUR son, Silver?"

"And you, Kiff, are half wolf? …In a none-werewolf sort of way, I mean?" Alan asked Kiff.

"Tah answer deh first question, yes." Silver replied

"And to answer the second question… I have no idea." Kiff replied next. "I have no idea what's going on with me…"

"Whatever it is, it's pretty cool." Anna said, feeling Kiff's wolf-ears. He nudged her in the ribs with his elbow, giving her a warning glare. "Sorry."

"You think it has something to do with Puggsy being a werewolf?" FF2 asked Kite in a whisper… but with his new wolf-hearing, Kiff could still hear them.

"What's this about my dad being a werewolf?" Kiff asked, warily.

Anna gasped, smiling. "Uncle Puggsy is a werewolf? Cool!" she exclaimed.

"Um… yeah…" Kite said, awkwardly.

Kiff's eyes widened and he fell back into his seat. "First I grow a tail, then it turns out a bunch of goons are after us, and now I find out my dad is a werewolf!" he muttered. "What next?"

"Um… well, your mom got hit with a laser-blast, died, then lived because she has Looney-Toon qualities." FF2 said, and Kite elbowed him in the ribs.

"HUH?"

"Nice going, big-mouth." Kite snapped at his author. "Might as well tell him WG is his half-mother, too! …Oops…"

This time, Kiff totally lost it. "WHAAAAAAAT?"

And you know what the funny part is? That conversation took place a week ago, and the kid's STILL freaking out about it! (Sheesh, you'd think he wouldn't mind having a totally awesome authoress as a half-mom… although, the idea is still creepy, even to ME…) So now, he's sitting in the living room, hyperventilating in a paper-bag, his eyes STILL wide and STILL bloodshot from the shocking news, and Anna patted him on the back in comfort while Lucy gave him a glass of water, telling him to take it easy (for the 487th time…) At this point, something tells me he takes after his dad, because I doubt his birth-mother and/or half-mother would be THIS hysterical.

Anyway, while Kiff was having an episode, Jim took Kite and FF2 back to Montressor to show them some tricks on his solar-surfer, while Alan stayed behind with Silver, who put him to work on his ship. Sure, Kite and FF2 get to solar-surf with Jim, and I'm stuck washing dishes! Alan thought bitterly. After taking care of the dishes, he sat down in the galley, observing the bracelet around his wrist while Silver cooked. "Whatcha got t'ere, Al?" Silver asked him.

"It's my ego-bracelet. FF2 told me that he said he wouldn't need it anymore now that he's a cartoonbrid, and gave it to me. He said, since it helped him, it might help me, too." Alan replied. "It only has 4 forms on it, though: a genie, a cyborg, some 'mystery' form, and…" he shuddered. "Skeith."

"An' ya can change in-tah all t'ose t'ings?" Alan nodded. "Well, I'll be… In all me years, I've never heard o' such a t'ing! …How 'bout ya show me how ya work it?"

Alan grinned. "Okay!" He then turned the dial to the 'mystery' form, and hit the button. In a flash of light, he had changed into a dog-like cartoon with two buck-fangs, wearing all black (hooded cape included), wore a black hat with a green stripe around it, and had a stern, serious look on his face. This, people, was possibly the anti-version of Goofy.

This took Silver by surprise. "Whoa! …So, who are ya, now?"

"My name is Norm." The gothic Goofy-look-alike replied. Unlike Goofy, his tone wasn't deep and funny, but straight and serious, as if he was angry.

Silver nodded, rubbing his chin. "Interesting… What all can ya do in t'is form?"

"Well, for starters, I'm an expert in the martial arts, very cunning and balanced; I know many spells; my hobbies include freaking people out and scaring my enemies to death (sometimes literately, depending on their heart-rates); and my main weapon in duels is the underworld deck." he then whipped out a stack of cards. "They cause a shock through my body, but I'm immune to their pain."

Silver nodded, looking interested, though Norm's presence began to freak him out a bit. "So… how do ya change back?"

"Only if I allow him too, or if I lose too much energy. …I take it you'd like me to change back?"

"Eh… Only if ya feel like it."

"Good. I don't."

Silver shrugged. "Alright, then… Perhaps you'd like tah take over Alan's chores fer a bit, while he's absent?" he then held up a mop.

At that statement, Norm quickly changed back to Alan. "Thanks a lot, Norm," Alan muttered to 'himself', then grabbed the mop and went to fulfill Silver's bidding… I mean, training!

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Back in Agrabah, Brielle walked down an alleyway, munching on a piece of fruit she swiped off a merchant earlier that day. Abu sat on her shoulder, munching on fruit also. During the week the monkey had grown fond of the girl, and- as if she were a miniature, female version of Aladdin with super-toon powers- they made a great team. He looked at her, smiling, chattering about their successful raid, but paused when he noticed the blank look on her face. He noticed she had that look on her face a lot, lately, and was always staring off into space.

"Hello? Brelyn?" Abu chattered, waving his paw in front of her face.

"Huh? Oh, sorry Abu," Brielle chuckled, patting the monkey on his head. "I was just lost in my thoughts agai…" She paused, seeing a masculine, furry creature at the end of the alley, peeking around the corner down the street. She turned to Abu. "Shh. …Go find Aladdin."

Abu chattered, arguing he didn't want to leave the young girl alone, but she ordered him to find the street-rat, assuring him she would be okay. The monkey obeyed, running as quickly as he could back down the alley to find his friend, while Brielle snuck up behind the creature. It had reddish-brown fur, wore baggy brown pants, a red vest, and a gray hat with a black rim around it… just like Puggsy's! It's ears perked up, and it slowly turned around, facing her… "Yikes!" he gasped.

"Augh!" Brielle shrieked, backing away but tripping over a rock, falling on her rear.

The werewolf quickly clapped his hand over her mouth. "Shh! You'll give us away! (grr)" he whispered. He let go of her mouth and peeked around the corner, once more.

Brielle stood up and looked around the corner, seeing Lamone down the street. The vampire stood still, looking to the side, trying to figure out where the scream had come from. After standing there for another minute, listening for any more sounds of disturbance, he continued his way down the street.

The werewolf wiped his forehead in relief. "Whew! That was TOO close for discomfort," he said, then turned to Brielle. "(grr) What are ya doing, sneakifying up on me like that?"

Hearing his voice, Brielle's eyes widened. That accent… that vocabulary… "P-Puggsy?" she gasped.

The werewolf cringed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Um, actually… in this state… my name is Hardy. (grr)"

Oh, great! First I'm turned into a 9-year-old, and now Puggsy is a werewolf! What next? Brielle thought. "W-Well… what are you doing, stalking Lamone?"

Hardy peeked around the corner, seeing that Lamone was on the move, then motioned her to follow him as they snuck down an alley and hid behind two barrels. "(grr) Ol' bat-breath has been leaving Aladdin's hide-out at night, and I decided to follow him to find out what he's hidafying." They then snuck over and hid behind an empty cart. "If my instinctations are correct, he's up to something…" they then snuck over and hid behind a closed booth. "…Maybe something that's linked to Jennifer's secrefied plans to murderfy us! (snarl)"

They followed Lamone as he walked down a large, dark alley. "You… don't actually think he'd team up with those creeps, do you?"

"(grr) I hope not… I'd hate to have to pulverize one of my own relatives."

The vampire came to a stop at the end of an alley, which lead to a dead-end. Guess there's nowhere for him to go now… Brielle began to think, but to her surprise, Lamone began climbing up the wall! "Where's he going?"

"(grr) I don't know… but we're gonna find out!" Hardy then grabbed Brielle, pulling her onto his back. "Hang on, kid."

"Hang on? What-"

Before Brielle could finish her sentence, Hardy jumped up high, landing on a roof-top, making Brielle yell out in surprise. "Shh! He'll hear ya!" he then leaped to the next rooftop, and the young girl gripped his shoulders for dear life. "Ow! Easy with the nails!"

They looked up at Lamone, who sat on the wall, staring out at the moonlit dessert scenery with a blank expression. "He's just… sitting there."

"Yeah… (grr) I wonder what he's thinking."

They watched the vampire the whole night, but he didn't move a muscle or change his position. He just stared blankly into space, lost in his own thoughts… Oh, how both Brielle and Hardy longed to hear what he was thinking. Eventually, they grew bored and drifted off to sleep.

Aladdin found them in the early morning, before dawn broke. Hardy was lying on his stomach and Brielle was lying on his back, using him as a pillow, and they were both sound asleep. The street-rat turned to Abu. "What do you suppose they've been doing all night, Abu?" he asked his monkey partner-in-crime.

"Stalking, I'm sure," Came a voice from behind, and Aladdin turned to see Lamone, standing beside him and looking down at the girl and the werewolf. So… my own cousin is a werewolf, eh? Ugh. I shudder to think what's next. he thought, then let out a heavy sigh. "Come. We'd better wake them and get them back to the hide-out before someone sees them."

They shook the two awake. "Uh… c'mon, Mom, it's Saturday… (snort)" Hardy muttered, sleepily pushing Aladdin's hand away, then turned and lied on his back.

"Zzz… five more minutes…" Brielle said, groggily, lying her head on Hardy's stomach.

Lamone rolled his eyes, then leaned in close to their heads, and whispered in a chilling voice, "To die would be an awfully big adventure,"

THAT woke the two up in a heartbeat. "Ack!" Brielle gasped, sitting up.

"Augh! Peter Pan!" Hardy screamed, leaping onto his feet, looking around, then calmed down. "Oh, thank goodness! (grr) For a second there, I thought that annoying kid took me to Neverland!"

Lamone rolled his eyes. "C'mon, you furry oaf." he scoffed. "Lets get you back to Aladdin's place before someone sees that I have an abnormal monstrosity for a relative."

"Ooh! Ooh! Where?" Hardy looked over his shoulder… then thought about it. "Hey, wait a minute!"

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Edwin stood on the balcony, looking down at the backyard, where he saw Kaiser and Buckwheat competing against each other in a playful wrestling match, while Alyx just read a book under a tree, sneaking a few glances at her boyfriend and his long-lost cousin.

Edwin smiled. He was happy that Timothy was home where he should be, reunited with his parents at long last… only, he wished it didn't have to be during a time where a league of villains were loose and the world was in critical danger, having to remain here while his parents were training to fight the oncoming threat. At this thought, he let out a heavy sigh…

*Ding Dong!* the doorbell rang.

"Now, who could that be?" Edwin wondered aloud, then walked over to the door, opening it only to see three small kids wearing masks.

"Trick or treat!" the three kids exclaimed.

"What? But it's only summer- ACK!"

The three kids jumped him, throwing a large sack over him then carrying him off. "This is more fun than when we kidnapped Sandy Claws!" Lock giggled.

"Yeah! Now, c'mon! Oogie Boogie doesn't like to be kept waiting!" Barrel said.

"Well, what are we waiting for, then? Run!" Shock scoffed, and they picked up their pace.

Hearing three mischievous giggles, Alyx lifted her eyes from her book, looking over the fence to see the Boogie Boys carrying a large sack that contained a living being. "Help! I've been vampire-napped!" came a muffled voice.

"Dad!" Alyx gasped, then turned to Kaiser and Buckwheat. "Kaiser! Buck! C'mon! We've got trouble!"

On that note, Kaiser and Buckwheat put their wrestling match on hold and followed Alyx, leaping over the fence and following the Boogie Boys. A portal opened and the three mischievous brats ran through it… unknowingly pursued by a red-headed boy, a werewolf, and a very peeved-off vampire girl.

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A/N: Will our heroes finish their training in time? Will Alyx, Kaiser, and Buckwheat stop the Boogie Boys before they send Edwin to Oogie Boogie? And will Kiff calm down and get over the fact that his half-mother is his creator?

Review, please! Don't flame, or the Boogie Boys will come after YOU (I'm serious!)