Once again, taking a little break from the action-plot, so now lets see how everyone is doing after their epic battle.
Things To Remember
1) I only own my OC and myself, no one or anything else.
2) Aliases include: Timothy= Buckwheat, Brielle= Brelyn, Kiff= Crim, Anna= Ginger, just so you guys don't get too confused.
3) Astrid and Allen are now OC and not the author and co-author
4) This is Fanfiction: anything written is completely made up, and any real persons (dead or alive) relating to the characters in this story is purely coincidental… and cool.
5) Some characters may be OOC in some chapters. For this, I apologize.
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It had been a week since the epic fight, and so far there hadn't been a trace of Jennifer or the OC villains. "We'll keep a lookout for them. Don't worry," Richard, Puggsy's father and Chief of Police, promised when his son gave him the report. Martin, Kasandra's brother, teamed up with Tracker and began scouting around the area, all the while calling their living relatives to keep an eye out for Vincent and Marlow, hoping that the two werewolf hunters wouldn't go near them.
While everyone was on their searches, everyone else continued their lives. FF2 claimed he wanted to finish school before deciding to run the Disney company, which everyone thought was a wise decision. Edwin and Alyx took William back to England with them to continue his training, all the while deciding to help him practice his super-cartoon powers as well. Allan and Astrid remained with their friends- being just Nobodies of WG and FF2, they didn't have any cartoonbrid abilities and decided to perfect their natural skills before setting back out into the world. Kasandra and Anna decided to hang around with Timothy, showing him around their home and his old bedroom, in hopes of refreshing his memory.
The original Fangface characters continued working at the studios making new episodes… which had become difficult since Puggsy accidentally kept changing into Hardy, so Joe Rudy and Ken Spears decided to put everything on hold until they figured out how to handle the situation…
"I've got an idea," Stalker said, referring to the problem above. "Why don't the two of them defuse like what WG and I did?"
"But, aren't those just temporary?" Kite asked. "I mean, you guys have to fuse back sometime…"
WG sighed heavily. "Not exactly." she said, sadly. "When Stalker bit me before she 'died', she split herself from me permanently."
"Um… How would her biting you do that, exactly?" Biff asked, confused.
"Well… (how to I explain it?) You know how when a person gets bitten by a werewolf, they turn into one, right?" Everyone nodded. "Well, if the bitten person were to be bit again by another werewolf, it would cancel out the last bite and turn them human… Stalker bit me so that I would remain human and live, while she passed away."
"But… if the two of you aren't the same person anymore, how is Stalker still alive?" Kim asked.
"In order for me to fade from existence, WG would have had to be bitten by another werewolf while we were together," Stalker explained. "BUT, since we were apart and I was the one who bit her, I actually just 'split' myself from her, becoming my own werewolf. …I'd explain it in better terms, but it involves a lot of science, and I already have a head-ache." She rubbed her head, which ached.
"So, if Fangface bit me, I would be a regular human, but he would still be around?" Fangs asked, a sparkle in his eye.
"(grr) Don't get any ideas!" Fangface snarled in Fangs' mind.
"So, what do you think, Pugs?" WG asked. "Care to give it a shot?"
Hmm, it's risky, but worth a shot… what do you think, Hardy? Puggsy thought.
"Ah, go ahead, (grr) I can take a hint," Hardy scoffed mentally, pouting as he did.
"Okay. I'll do it," Puggsy said. Astrid took out her wand and-
*ZAP!*
-Soon, Puggsy and Hardy were two separate beings. "Whoa… does this mean Kiff has TWO dads, now?" Anna asked.
"Um… lets not get into that right now, okay Ginger?" Kiff muttered.
"Alright, now all Hardy has to do is bite Puggsy and-" Biff began to say.
"MOM!" A loud scream came out of nowhere. Deciding to put everything on hold, everyone ran down the hall to see what was going on. The scream sounded like it came from Allen's room, and they burst inside and saw the co-author's Nobody sitting up in bed, in a cold sweat.
"What's the matter, Allen?" Kim asked. "We heard you scream!"
"Sorry… I just had this weird dream…" Allen said, then told them about his dream…
~The Co-Author's Nobody's Dream~
Allen opened his eyes, widening them when he noticed he was no longer in bed, but in a room with a large, stainless glass window that showed a picture of FF2, Goofy, and Max… only, for some strange reason, Max was wearing the same outfit HE was! "What's going on? Where am I?" he asked aloud, shaking nervously.
"Do not be afraid, Allen," A gentle, angelic voice said, and Allen spun around to see…
A cloaked figure, holding two key-blades (one white and one black, both with elegant designs on them) and facing him. "Wh-Who are y-you? What am I doing here?"
"It's time to put your training to the test," The figure then darted toward him, but Allen acted quickly and pulled out his key-blade, blocking the figure's strikes. But, the figure was more skilled and- while swing one key-blade toward his face- swung its other key blade and struck Allen's knees, causing them to buck and making him fall. "You're holding back, weakling,"
Allen glared, clutching his key-blade. "Don't. Call. Me. WEAK!" he swung his legs and kicked the figure's legs out from beneath it, making it fall back and its hood fell back too…
…Revealing the face of Joanne, who sat up and grinned. "Well, I guess your skills ARE improving," she chuckled.
Allen stared at her, wide-eyed. "M-Mom?"
"Hello, sweetheart,"
Allen couldn't take it anymore and burst into tears, running up and hugging his mother… Okay, so she was actually FF2's mother and he was just a Nobody (no pun intended), but they were still part of each other, therefore shared the same mother. "Why? Why did you make me attack you?"
"To prove you were ready to face great challenges," Joanne explained with a sigh. "Listen, Allen, there's going to be a great threat coming in your life, and I only attacked you to see if you would be strong enough to face it."
"What threat?"
"I cannot say… I just want to tell you this- and tell the others as well: do NOT be deceived by your foes, remember who your friends REALLY are, and love can work as a strength AND a weakness." She then reached into her pocket and pulled out a ring. "Here, I want you to have this. It's a powerful ring, and when it feels you're ready for it's power, you'll be ready to face your challenge." She slipped the ring onto his pinky, then gave him a peck on the forehead. "Train well, son."
Allen stared at the ring- it was a class ring he had lost long ago! 'But… how did she get it?' he wondered. Suddenly, everything started to fade, and the stained-glass window disappeared, frame by frame… and Joanne had disappeared.
"Mom?" Allen gasped, looking around frantically. "Mom, where are you? MOM!:
~End Of Dream~
Allen couldn't stop shaking. "It was so real…" he whispered, and Kim wrapped her arms around him to keep him from shaking.
"Don't worry… It was just a dream," Kim said, soothingly.
"Yeah… But what does it mean?" Astrid asked. "I mean, what if it was a warning about Jennifer or something?"
"I have no idea… But something tells me we'd better help with the searches," Biff said, and everyone agreed.
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Later that night, Hardy walked around the block, trying to think of anything but the fact that his human half didn't want to turn into him. Jerk, he thought with a scowl. Who needs that ignorpotomas for a human-half, anyway? He'd probably just slow me down… Ah, who am I kidding? We've only been apart for an hour and I miss him already… and we still share a room!
He then heard whispering, and turned around, seeing Kiff, Anna, and Brelyn ducking behind two trashcans, then sneaking across the road toward the woods. Hardy curiously followed them, wondering what the three of them were up to. He got close enough when they ducked behind a bush, then knelt down next to them and said, just above a whisper, "Whatcha doing?"
"Gah-!" Anna began to cry out, until Kiff and Brelyn both clapped her hands over her mouth to muffle her scream.
"Shush!" Kiff and Brelyn both hissed, then turned to Hardy. "Shush!"
"We're following Lamone," Brelyn whispered.
"You're STILL following him around?" Hardy scoffed quietly. "(grr) Bre, don't ya think you should find a new hobby?" he then turned to Kiff and Anna. "And what are you two kids doing with her? (grr)"
"We couldn't help it," Kiff whispered. "Lamone's been staying with us for a while, and during the whole time he hasn't said a word to any of us, and keeps going out at night."
"He might be up to something," Brelyn whispered.
"Or… maybe he has a secret girlfriend!" Anna whispered, hearts appearing in her eyes. "(sigh) That would be SO romantic…"
"Oh, stop it already with the romance-talk, Ginger. You're gonna make me sick,"
"Shh! He's on the move!" Kiff whispered.
Ever so quietly, the foursome followed Lamone through the forest. "(grr) Kids, I hate to breakify it to you, but Bre and I followed Lamone around before, and he hasn't done nothing but-" Hardy began to say, until Brelyn clapped a hand over his mouth.
"Shush! He stopped…" she whispered.
The foursome watched the vampire, who just stood there for what seemed like hours, looking around to make sure he was alone, and they held their breaths and kept themselves from making a sound. When he was convinced he was alone, Lamone took a deep breath and…
Started to sing. …Sing?
Lamone: There are few who stand by, as I come into their lives,
As I travel near, far, and wide…
When it comes to appearances, at an unexpecting time,
I surprise without even trying.
With the lack of even words, and my frightful gaze
I have made burly men give high-pitched shrieks
And with the slink of my feet, and stunning stare,
I make any beauty faint off her feet!
"When did this story turn into a musical?" Kiff whispered, and the others shushed him, watching as Lamone continued… with a saddened expression this time, and they continued to follow him as he continued to walk.
Yet, day after day, it's the same old thing,
And I grow annoyed at the sound of screams…
And I, Lamone, the Vampire King….
Have grown so tired, of being this being…
Wait… HE'S the vampire king? Kiff thought, dumbfounded. But… I thought I was supposed to be… Well, until I turned human. He snapped out of his thoughts as Lamone continued…
Oh, somewhere deep, inside of my heart,
Something began to tear me a-part,
Growing up inside a human home
Has caused me to feel completely alone…
Anna wiped a tear. "This song is so sad…" she whispered. Lamone began to move again, and they followed him, this time his tone wasn't saddened anymore.
I'm a creature of night, and made up of fright,
And I can scare you right out of your pants!
To a man in Bavaria, I'm the king of hysteria,
And I'm feared in Germany, India, and France!
"(grr) No doubt," Hardy whispered.
And since I'm undead, a whole village had fled
In quiet a helter-skelter
They followed Lamone, as he came across a small cave, and his next verse caused a flock of bats to fly out! (they had to cover Anna's mouth to muffle her scream)
No beast or man, can SCREECH like I can
And cause any predator to seek shelter.
Once again, his face saddened as he caught a bat in his hand, cupping it in his hand and stroking its head with his finger, as he walked toward a moon-lit pond, followed by the others.
But who, here, would ever give a care,
That the Vampire King, with a frightful glare
Would pass down his crown… if his family understood,
He'd give it to an heir, if he only could…
What is he TALKING about? Kiff thought, arching an eyebrow. Why doesn't he want to be a Vampire King? …Wait, is that why he learned about me? So I could take his place? But I was already chosen! …wasn't I? Kiff rubbed his head, he was so confused, and decided to listen to the last ballad to break out of his thoughts.
Oh there's a wish, that could make me whole,
A little prayer, for a kindred soul,
One vampire, every one-hundred years…
Is no solution for my emo-tion-less tears
Lamone released the bat, letting it fly into the night, and stared out across the pond. "Are you kids going to keep gaping, or go home already?" he said, addressing his 'stalkers'.
Their eyes widened. "How long did you know we were following you?" Brelyn asked.
"How long ago was your bedtime?" He then began to slink away, back towards the studio apartments, followed by the others. Kiff walked right up next to him and opened his mouth to say something, but Lamone interrupted him. "I will explain everything to you later. Right now, it is best that you continue your life, and be thankful you are human." With that, the vampire continued his way, paying no attention to them.
Wow… this whole time, I thought he just came out to be alone, but as it turns out… he actually IS alone, Brelyn thought, looking at Lamone with sympathy as they followed him back to the apartments and finally left him be.
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Puggsy walked down the hallway, looking out the window. It had been a long month for him, and wasn't over yet. He remembered how, back before they met the authors or the OC, things were a lot simpler, and they were able to catch the bad guys before the sun even came up. Now, everything changed- they had to use new skills, weapons, and the plot just kept getting more challenging, and the villains' schemes were a lot more… graphic. That's the last time I let us get pulled into a fan fiction website, Puggsy thought.
"What's up?" A voice said, and he turned to see WG standing next to him. Her blonde hair had grown back (thanks to her cartoonbrid-ness) but she had it cut short, and was wearing a light-blue T-shirt with a green flannel jacket, red jean-shorts, black sandals, and her black cap with a cross on it, wearing it backwards. Her appearance made her look more like a boy (than usual) and Puggsy almost didn't recognize her.
"Eh. Just enjoying the solitude," he replied with a shrug.
*CRASH!*
"Hi Pugs!" Baby Fangs and Fangpuss said in unison, running past them. "Bye Pugs!"
"GET BACK HERE, YOU TWERPS!" Astrid yelled, hot in pursuit… dripping wet with a crab in her hair.
"I don't even want to know," WG sighed, shaking her head.
"So much for solitude," Puggsy muttered.
WG looked at him, cocking her head to the side, then grabbed him by the wrist. "C'mon," she began pulling him down the hallway.
"Hey! Whoa! Where are we going?"
"I'll show you in a sec," They ran out the doors, and she dragged him across the street and into the woods, going deeper and deeper through the trees, turning this way and that, going around bushes and boulders, and through a thick brush, and into a tall patch of weeds.
"Where are you taking me, exactly?"
"Just a minute," Once they stepped through the weeds, she stuck out her hand, motioning his gaze toward the scenery…
It was a small, sparkling pond with a couple cat-tail weeds growing here and there, a few fireflies blinking as they hovered above the water, lily pads floated in the water and were occupied by a frog or two, and the water was so clear they could see not only the moon's reflection, but the reflection of the entire sky. "Jumping ignorpotomases… what IS this place?"
WG sat down on a large rock near the edge of the water, taking in the beautiful nighttime scene. "It's my thinking place. I come here every time I need to clear my head and get away from the hussle of the rest of the world. I like to come here on my own, just to get some peace and quiet, and ease down a little. No one else knows about this quaint little spot except me," And the reader, she thought in her mind, once again breaking the forth wall. "That's why I take such a long route to get here- just so no one tries to follow me."
Puggsy arched an eyebrow. "So… why did you bring ME here?"
She shrugged. "I've known you for a while, and figured you'd need a solitary place to help you cool down, too- especially when you have to deal with Fangface, countless bad guys, and every whacky OC me and FF2 like to throw at ya. I figured a spot like this would be quiet enough for you to relax."
Puggsy looked around at the scenery once again. It WAS peaceful- the only sounds were a few frogs and a couple crickets- and the spot WAS quite a sight. "Meh. It'll do," he shrugged and sat down next to the authoress on the boulder, looking around at the scenery some more.
WG spaced off, deep in her own thoughts… namely thinking about Jennifer. It had been a week, yet her sister's actions still bothered her… but not as bad as some of the things she had said. Thinking about those things reminded her of their life in the real-world, where she would insult and ridicule her almost every day, and they would end up screaming at each other- even hitting and kicking (sometimes biting) each other!- until their mother broke up the fight or WG locked herself in her room, bawling. Though, it didn't do any good because Jennifer knew how to pick her bedroom lock, and the fight would often continue… unless she decided to apologize instead, which happened on many occasions. But their attitudes toward each other never changed the next day, and it was times like this that the young authoress had discovered she had cartoon-powers sooner… or at least could turn into a werewolf… or even had a werewolf companion to take her side… (a/n: please, no one laugh)
"You're pretty lucky," WG said to Puggsy without looking at him, breaking the silence. "You have a good group of friends, a couple of them being werewolves, who stick up for you and take you on trips and give you an exciting life."
Puggsy shrugged. "It's not as fun as it sounds," he replied.
"Yeah, I can tell after watching so many episodes. …But, it beats life in the real world. In reality, not many people have close friends, and there's always danger around every corner but not many heroes to stop it, and you can never really trust anyone anymore, especially when corruption takes a new victim by the end of each day, and sometimes… sometimes you feel insecure everywhere you go… even in your home," she sighed, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them, staring down into the water at her reflection. "She hates me,"
Puggsy arched an eyebrow. "Who does?"
"My sister! She's always poking fun at me, and pointing out any flaw she finds on me, and I can hardly talk to her without having to be criticized for my own opinions, and… she's just ashamed of having me for a sister," She looked down sadly, a couple tears appearing in the corners of her eyes. She took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "You're lucky you never had to go through any of that, Pugs… okay, so Fangface antagonizes you every once in a while, but at least he likes you for who you are. …I wish I could switch places with you,"
In his entire life, Puggsy had never heard someone say they would take his place. He was more used to the "I'm glad I'm not you" comments, and often wished he could be someone else… But, after listening to WG, he began to think otherwise… and couldn't help but relate to her. "I know how you feel," he let out a heavy sigh, and WG turned toward him. "I once had the same problem… only it was with a next-door neighbor I had when I was ten. Every day, whenever I went somewhere, I would take a short-cut through an alley just to kill time… but every day, he would be there, waiting for me."
"And, let me guess, he'd beat you up for your allowance,"
Puggsy scoffed. "I wish. No, he only picked on me for fun, and would ranshacktify my face if I tried to fight back."
"Did you tell your parents?"
"Nah… back in my day, if you squealed, you committed suicide. We didn't have any of those 'zero-tolerancy' laws kids in your world have today,"
"Ah. …So, why didn't you just take a different route?"
"I started to, then realized that I was just running away from my fears. Finally, I built up the nerve to stand up to that jerk. …I got the crap beatified out of me, but I didn't stop. Each day, I stood up to him more and more, until he finally realized I wasn't going to stop until he did. After about two weeks, he saw me coming down the alley and scammified."
WG nodded. "You were a pretty tough kid,"
"I was just tired of being pushified around and stopped letting bullies walk all over me. That's what they do- once they get the sense that you're soft, they walk all over you… But, show them that you don't take crap from just anybody and lay down the law, and they start backing off."
She sighed. "People laugh when I try to stand up to them… I don't even see why I bother,"
"See? THAT'S the kind of attitude that gets you bullified in the first place. If you give them even the slightest hint that you can't take them on, they'll just keep at it, but show them what you're made of and prove how strong you can be, and they'll scrammify before you can say, 'Hasta luego',"
WG looked down at the water once again. "What if… what if you can't fight back? What if they said something so mean, so heart-breaking, that you feel as if you want to… um, take the 'cowards way out' of life?"
"That's when you do the most simplest thing: ignore them,"
"What if… you can't? What if it hurts so much that you can't take it anymore?" tears began to fall from her eyes once more, and she quickly buried her face in her arms before her friend could see… then she felt a hand on her shoulder, and looked to see Puggsy looking at her, sternly yet sympathetically.
"That's when you call on someone you can trustify." he stared into her eyes. "What did she say to you, WG?" But she just bit her bottom lip and turned away, and he shook her shoulder once and tightened her grip. "What did Jennifer say to-"
"It's not just Jennifer! It was several people! They… they said things that… that I can't repeat without wanting to…" she then burst into tears. "(sniffle) do this…" (a/n: once again, no one laugh)
"Who were they?"
"Guys at school, some of my cousins, my sisters- I have at least six, me being the youngest… They like making fun of the way I dress, the things I say… almost anything they find amusing." She wiped away her tears, clearing her throat. "But, who cares about how suckish my reality life was? We got a bunch of villains to get after…"
"WG?"
"What?"
He put his arm around her. "Next time, tell them to shut up, and don't even listen. If they think you're just some kid to poke fun at, then they don't know about the creative, loving, imaginatory, funny girl you truly are… and will probably end up regrettifying the things they've said and done to you when you're on top of the world, and they're having to watch you from below with telescopes." He then wiped a tear forming in her eye. "And stop crying! Being a tough girl… it's just not you."
WG just stared at him, her eyes still watery… then unexpectingly leaned over and hugged him, burying her face in his shoulder and unleashing a few more tears. (a/n: seriously, no one laugh, or you're dead)
Puggsy was now totally taken off guard. After knowing WG for some time, he was used to her insulting, pulverizing, criticizing, arguing, pranking, or pulverizing him (yes, I said pulverizing twice, that's just their relationship- violent) but… pouring out her soul to him then hugging and crying on his shoulder? That was a side of the author he AND the readers weren't expecting to see in their lifetime.
Yet, looking at her, he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for her, feeling her pain… then did the most OOC thing he could ever do and wrapped his arms around her to comfort her. "It's alright, WG… it's alright." he whispered. Clearing his throat, he pulled out of the hug and she did the same. "Now, uh… why don't you head back now and get some sleep? We're gonna start searchifying for that crazified sister of yours."
WG nodded and stood up, beginning to walk away… but paused, looking back at Puggsy and giving a small smile, then continued her way. I would use this moment as blackmail… if anyone would believe it, she thought. Heck, I hardly believe it… and I'm practically writing this story! …Oh, crap, I think I just blackmailed myself…
Puggsy sighed, rubbing the back of his neck and standing up, deciding to head back as well. "Have a nice fluff-moment, punk?" A sinister voice said above him, and he looked up-
*WHAM!*
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A/N: I have only 3 things to say about this chapter.
1) Thank you, FF2, for the idea for Allen's dream
2) Lamone's song is a parody of "Jack's Lament" from The Nightmare Before Christmas, in case you haven't notice… it was the only catchy song with a dark tune that would fit him.
3) If any of you so much as snickered at the fluff moment in that last part, I will hunt you down and gut you like a fish. (holds up tool box) I'm not kidding!
Anyway, please review! Don't flame, it's a well-known hazard that causes certain people to get the butt-kicking of a lifetime.