Time for another chapter of this ongoing story! As you read about in the chapter which preceded this one, Freddy made it so that, despite how he failed in his attempt to kill Lilly in her dream as soon as he was in the Alpha And Omega universe, he succeeded in butchering Garth when his dream caused him to be sucked into hers, even if he, like Lilly, put up quite a fight against the dream demon of a sleep slasher. Not only that, but as he expected would happen when next he used his orb after returning to his original universe, he was this time to be taken to the Oliver And Company universe and specifically into Oliver's dream, much like had been intended by him and the orb before the screw up which landed him in the Alpha And Omega universe dream of Lilly instead. Now that he's paying Oliver a villainous visit, the only question is whether or not Oliver can survive his unexpected, unsettling, unnerving and undeserved encounter with the one and only Freddy Krueger. He's got more talents, bravery and smarts than most kittens, but he's never seen the likes of Freddy before. So what's going to happen in the end is anybody's guess, as is whether or not anyone else will face Freddy along with Oliver in his dream. To be given the answers to all of these questions, make your way forward to reading this chapter!

THINGS TO NOTE:

This story takes place five weeks after the events of "Oliver And Company".

I own none of the characters. They all belong to their respective franchises.

Freddy Krueger's Otherworldly Trips

Chapter 20-A Dog-Gone Cat-Astrope

It was a lovely night in New York City inside of the Oliver And Company universe. Not to mention that, at Jenny Foxworth's mansion, there was quite the darling thing to be seen.

Oliver, her pet kitten, was currently sound asleep and looking even cuter than usual, and of course that was saying a lot. Aside from that and all else he'd had going for him ever since he found a home with Jenny?

Why, besides how Georgette had come around to him and they'd gotten much closer, the fact remains that Fagin had gotten hired as a cleaner for the Foxworths four weeks ago, and in the process of doing his new job quite well after accepting it willingly and promptly?

He'd earned enough money so that he was able to afford an apartment in a building next to the Foxworth mansion, along with how it was also just enough to make it so that his dogs were able to live with him there, too.

As such, he brought his dogs as well as his belongings and theirs out of that barge and the lot of them brought themselves and those same possessions to their new apartment.

It was very convenient that they lived so close to where Fagin's job needed to take place, and by now, Fagin had accepted an invitation by Jenny's parents to attend a party they were, on the current night, throwing.

He was even allowed to bring his dogs, and not only did the party go beyond perfectly, but along with Fagin and the five dogs he owned happily agreeing to the invitation, Oliver was so happy to see his old pals again, especially Dodger and Rita.

This among plenty else that truly made it a night to remember. Especially since Fagin and his dogs all got a bedroom to sleep in together, since everyone was exhausted as could be after the party was over, to the point that they were crashing.

As a result, it was unanimously agreed that it was best Fagin and his dogs be allowed to stay the night and go back to their own home after a nice breakfast with the Foxworth mansion residents the next morning.

All of this was before now, the moment in which Oliver slept in Jenny's arms while both of them were fast asleep on her bed, with everyone else who lived in the Foxworth mansion right in their own usual rooms, also sleeping, predictably.

Unhappily, Oliver's initially peaceful, calm and cozy sleep was to become the precise opposite of that just now.

And the reason for that would make itself known as well as blatant shortly after Oliver's coming to the realization that something was amiss.

You see, Oliver was seeing that he was, somehow, someway, in some kind of animal shelter. Actually, it looked more like a cat and dog pound.

And there were a lot of cages with eerie looking, ghostlike hellcats and/or hellhounds in them, all of them either dark brown, dark red or black in color, or any combo of the three. They even had blood red eyes, in some cases, and burning yellow eyes, in other cases.

Oliver gulped. He was a very brave, spunky and optimistic kitten, but like every other living thing on the planet, he had his limits.

He went: "Where am I?" He knew it was not a good idea to panic or lose his cool, neither of which he did, but both of which he could tell were currently tempting to do.

He looked this way and that, getting both confused and afraid, but all of a sudden, he was made to hear one of the hellcats hiss: "One, Two, Freddy's Coming For You!"

He spun to see where that had come from, and also heard and saw one of the hellhounds bark: "Three, Four, Better Lock Your Door!"

Then a second hellcat spat: "Five, Six, Get A Crucifix!" This was followed by a second hellhound growling: "Seven, Eight, Better Stay Up Late!"

At last, a hellcat and a hellhound both said in unison: "Nine, Ten, Never Sleep Again!" It was after this happened that Oliver asked: "What do you guys mean by that?"

"I can answer that question with ease, ginger grub." he heard Freddy's voice say a second before he spun around to see Freddy wearing the sort of clothes which one would expect workers at the pound, cat, dog or otherwise, to wear, albeit with his kind of color scheme on the shirt and, of course, his hat and trademark glove still intact.

Freddy then went on: "After all, those fiery felines and charcoal canines are talking about me! My name is Freddy Krueger, and I am going to make sure that you never wake up from this catnap of yours! Prepare to die young, Mr. Too Cute To Live!"

He ran up to Oliver while turning his trademark glove into a giant syringe needle filled to the brim with the kind of liquid that one uses to deliver a lethal injection to animals that must be put down for one reason or another.

Simultaneously, he caused Oliver to be knocked over and land upon his back hard. Oliver let out: "OOOOOWWWW!" Then Freddy got the needle into position to inject into Oliver's belly and said: "Sometimes, in animal shelters, some occupants need to be put down! After all, there's only so much room!"

He laughed and continued on with the words: "And seeing as how there ain't any room for you in this place, what with the cages all taken and all, plus it's only for hellcats and/or hellhounds, and you're neither, there's only one thing to do!"

Finally, Freddy plunged the needle forward and finished what he was telling Oliver with the words: "Namely, I've got to stick it to you in a way so that you'll be bellyaching a lot before the way I've needled you gets you marked for life…and for death, too!"

But Oliver rolled out of the way just in time so that the needle hit the solid floor instead of plunging into his belly, and then he got back onto his feet.

Following that, he ran over to Freddy just as the boogeyman exclaimed: "What the fuck? Damn, I must be losing my touch! I motherfucking missed!"

Then Oliver jumped onto Freddy's face and bit and clawed at it, not to mention how he also bit and clawed at Freddy's shoulders and neck.

"Whoa! You are one frisky, feisty kitten, runty!" Freddy shouted as Oliver gave it his all in terms of trying to literally tear Freddy down.

Oliver was thinking to himself during this time: "I normally don't fight anywhere near this viciously, especially since I prefer not to fight at all if it can be avoided. But in this case, I've got to make an exception. After all, my life is in danger!"

Knocking Freddy's hat off and also clawing the top of his head repeatedly, Oliver said to his tormentor: "And I've got to say, it's pretty rich and ironic that you'd say things like what you did to me when you tried to inject me with liquid death, seeing as how you're obviously the only reason I'm even here in the first place or that this place we're in even exists!"

"Real smart…at least for a little shrimp of a young cat, anyway!" Freddy sneered before he grabbed Oliver off of him with his left hand and squeezed him hard so that there was no way he could escape his grip.

Oliver struggled while Freddy turned his giant injector needle back into his trademark glove, then Freddy said: "And don't think I won't be taking my own sweet time with you now, the way you tore at my face, neck and shoulders, and then my scalp, on top of that!"

Freddy picked up his hat using his right hand, which he was able to do along with put it back on his head, even wearing his glove, and he told the struggling Oliver: "Now, you're quite strong for a kitten, not that you have so much as a fucking prayer of escaping my grip…"

He opened his fingers widely enough so that Oliver was still just as trapped, but parts of his underside, sides and legs were exposed. Then he used his index finger blade to slash Oliver's forehead, the central region, to be exact, and the region of his nose between his eyes.

Oliver let out a yowl of pain, and while he bled, Freddy kept talking: "…but I'm plenty stronger than you and my efforts to be a killer headache to you and get up your nose will most definitely cut it! So how does that grab you?"

Freddy subsequently used the middle finger blade to make one horizontal cut on Oliver's belly after another, until he ran out of exposed parts of it. He also used his ring finger blade for the act of cutting Oliver's exposed side regions in a similar fashion and with a similar outcome in the end.

At last, he used his pinky finger blade to cut at Oliver's legs, all four of them, in much the same kind of style he had used to cut at him previously, and the end result was much the same, as well. Oliver had screamed louder every time he was cut, which was understandable, due to how each cut hurt worse and bled more than the one before.

And now he was bleeding very badly, and while not dead or a goner, he was still hurt real horrifically. Freddy tossed him to the floor.

"UUUUUNNNNNHHHH!" Oliver let out, and Freddy told him: "It simply must throw you, the way that you seemed to have the upper paw in this battle, only for me to turn things the fuck around and act so cuttingly and hurtfully towards you! I guess I must wound you deeply, the way I act towards you!"

Then Freddy made it so that all of the cages containing hellcats and/or hellhounds opened up, and he said: "Anyhow, now that I've pointed out how hopeless things are for you and that you are clearly fighting a losing battle, I will now quite openly let you know that these hellcats and hellhounds are hungry as hell, the way they haven't eaten for some time! And guess who's on the menu, nice and wounded and soft and helpless?"

Just as the hellcats and hellhounds ran out of their cages and landed on the floor, though, they smelled, heard and saw the presence of two other individuals. They spun to see that Jenny and Georgette were in here.

Naturally, they saw this as three meals for the price of one, but before they attacked, Jenny went out: "Hey, where am I? Where did I go? Georgette? What are you doing here? Weren't you in your room while I was in mine with Oliver?"

Georgette then replied: "Of course I was! And I don't know where the hell were are any more than you do, Jenny! Holy shit! Is that Oliver over there, wounded and bleeding?"

Jenny looked ahead to where Georgette had to be pointing, then gasped: "Dear God…it is Oliver! We've got to help him…YIKES!" The last part came from how she and Georgette saw all the hellcats and hellhounds just then, all of them hissing and snarling in obvious anticipation of chowing down on both of them and Oliver alike.

Freddy then let out one hell of a cackle and went: "Well, what the hell do you fucking know? I come here meaning to kill one kitten, and I get to do that AND do the same damn thing to a little bitch and a literal bitch of a poodle!"

"You!" exclaimed Georgette. "I don't know who the fuck you are, but I know you must be behind this!" "You are most correct, Georgette!" Freddy told her. "I made this place and all of the hellcats and hellhounds in it. I injured Oliver to the point where he can barely keep conscious, though he sure as hell gave me quite a bit of a fight for a puny little kitten like that, and I now will be feeding him, as well as the two of you, to my hellcats and hellhounds!"

Freddy ran forward and slashed at both Jenny and Georgette, opening ghastly wounds on Jenny's frontal torso and legs as well as on Georgette's back and sides.

This caused both of them to scream: "YAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Freddy then chuckled: "You bitches just got fucking fed your last motherfucking meal…namely a Hertz donut! After all, this HURTS, DON'T IT?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

But in spite of their bleeding and painful wounds, neither Jenny nor Georgette was goddamn going to goddamn give in for shit, especially knowing what would happen if they did and, on top of that, knowing that Oliver's life was in danger.

"Fuck you, motherfucker!" spat Georgette. "Oliver is not dying here, and neither are me and Georgette!" Jenny shouted. She was normally way calmer, kinder, cuter and more docile than this, but in such a dire situation as this one, she couldn't afford to be any of those things at all.

Georgette then barked(pun completely intended): "The only one who's goddamn dying in this fucking place is you, asshole!"

"Only there's no way in the hell you're headed for that either of you cunts are surviving!" Freddy retorted. "My name is Freddy Krueger, but your names are about to go from Jenny and Georgette to Dead and Deader! Or maybe Dead and Deaderer! Who knows?"

"No way, no how, Krueger!" Jenny shouted, and she and Georgette ran up to Freddy and began waling away at him. Jenny delivered a flurry of punches and kicks to every square inch of Freddy she could reach, her rage towards him for trying to kill Oliver and harming him so badly, as well as her fury towards him for trying to kill her and Georgette and inflicting wounds on them, driving her every blow along with the knowledge that this was the only hope for survival she, Georgette and Oliver had.

Georgette, with similar stuff driving her every attack, was biting at Freddy's crotch along with clawing at his back and nailing the backs of his legs that were behind his knees with her muzzle. While Freddy seemed to be trapped, this was not to be the case at all.

For, just after he said: "OOOOOOH, real brave! Real stupid, too, femme fa-TOOLS! Ya think ta save yourselves and the pussy by beating upon me! Newflash, bitches! First of all, Oliver tried that shit with me before you two even goddamn got here, and look where it got him!" he landed an uppercut punch upon Jenny's chin, knocking her down.

"OOOOOOOOOF!" Jenny cried out, and after she went: "UUUUUUUHHHHHHHH!" upon hitting the floor, Freddy jeered her by going: "AAAAAWWWWW, Jenny fall down, go boom!" and punted Georgette in the stomach, right before kicking her in the face.

"OOOOOOOH, I kicked a dog! And twice, too! I'm such a bad boy!" Freddy laughed in a way that would put off even an amused hyena. "Ironically, I'm now gonna sic the dogs, or really, the hellhounds, on both you, Foxworth, and the kitty runt, while the hellcats get a nice, heaping helping of the poodle priss!"

Freddy's next words consisted of: "Get them, my pets! Your meals await you!" It was clear that they only hadn't attacked before because, as much as they wanted to sink their teeth into their quarry, Freddy had used his powers to hold them back so he could have his fun. They were all under his control along with the rest of this place, after all.

But now, half of the hellhounds went for Jenny and half of them went for Oliver, while all of the hellcats went for Georgette.

By freak chance, while Freddy was mocking his victims with: "What's eating you? My pets, by the looks of it! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! 'Cause guess what time it is? That's right…IT'S CHOW TIME! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Jenny and Oliver both woke up.

That means they escaped being torn apart and devoured by the hellhounds by a whisker. Unfortunately, Georgette wasn't so lucky.

Which means that she was shredded, consumed, destroyed and utterly lacerated by the hellcats, to the point where she didn't even have time to scream as they ripped her to numerous pieces of corpse meat.

Georgette's death would be seen quite immediately by Oliver and Jenny after the two of them realized they had woken up and were still alive, albeit with some gruesome injuries. Oliver let out: "Jenny…we're awake…we lived through this…oh, no! You're hurt bad!" "So are you, but what of Georgette?" Jenny asked. "OH, MY GOD! NO!"

Yep, that's how things happened with how they first discovered they were badly hurt, but still survivors, but then saw that Georgette had not been quite so fortunate. Another part of this, of course, was that Oliver saw the reason for Jenny's horrified explanation and his eyes opened just as widely as hers had.

"Georgette! She's dead!" Oliver cried, tears coming out of each eye. And Jenny was crying even more, with a greater amount of tears coming out of each eye.

Georgette was now little more than a skeleton with a lot of blood surrounding it as it soaked the bed that Oliver and Jenny were in, with the exception that there was some bloody fur here and there, the red concealing most of the purple, and one mangled organ or another, as well as torn pieces of flesh in one place or the other.

"Georgette…no…Georgette…." Jenny just barely managed to squeeze out. She and Oliver would have continued weeping for their dead friend, but they then got a shocking surprise.

They saw that Dodger, Rita, Tito, Francis, Einstein, Fagin, Winston and both of Jenny's parents were standing around the bed, right in front of them.

"Dodger? Rita? Tito? Francis? Einstein?" Oliver asked, while Jenny asked: "Mom? Dad? Fagin? Winston?" "Yes, it's us!" Fagin replied.

Mr. Foxworth then said: "We heard a lot of screaming and thrashing about from your room, to the point where we all woke up!" Mrs. Foxworth added: "Although we thought you and/or Oliver were just having a nightmare, Jenny, we came into your room to see that it had to have been something much more and much worse than that!"

"After all, we were shocked and taken aback by the sight of what happened to poor Georgette!" Winston stated. "We would have grieved for her, but then we saw that you and Oliver were hurt bad, and there was clearly something going on that needed to be investigated fast!"

"Not to mention that your injuries must be treated!" Fagin would then say. "As a matter of fact, I've got an idea! Why don't I go and get some medical supplies to treat them with along with Einstein and Francis while the rest of you hear them out in terms of what happened?"

"That is an excellent idea, Fagin! Good thinking!" Mr. Foxworth commended. "Thank you." Fagin said, and he said: "Come on, Francis, Einstein! The sooner we get what's needed to treat Jenny and Oliver's wounds, the better!"

So Francis and Einstein followed suit after Fagin walked out of Jenny's room and, as the three of them went to the room where medical supplies were kept(Fagin had cleaned the place a lot before, so he knew what place kept what), Mrs. Foxworth said: "Okay, Jenny, we need you and Oliver to tell us exactly what happened from start to finish."

"We're talking from the instant you fell asleep to this very second here, by the way." said Rita firmly. Oliver and Jenny nodded.

Afterwards, Jenny said: "We'll take turns, and we're more than willing to fill you in." A second later, Oliver added: "Especially since the one who did this is a powerful menace like no other, and we've got to make sure he's stopped both so that he doesn't attack and/or kill anyone else and to see to it he pays for what he did to Georgette and tried to do to me and Jenny."

Oliver rarely spoke of revenge and the like, but there was no way even as sweet, innocent, caring and forgiving a guy as him could possibly not have it on his mind. Not after all that Freddy did to him, Jenny and, of course, Georgette, and no doubt planned to do to God knows who else.

"All right, then, you two, the way you mean to do this sounds like a plan." Dodger said. "And rest assured, we're all ears."

Tito added in: "Especially wit' th' way that whoever did this killed my lady love in cold blood, an' there's no way in hell I'm lettin' his fuckin' ass goddamn get away with it."

Yeah, this part might not have been mentioned until now, but recently, Tito and Georgette had made up from the last(and failed)time they tried for being an item and decided to give it a second try.

This time, it worked like a charm of a dream, and the two were more in love than ever. It was on par with how Dodger and Rita were in love, and Dodger and Rita were blissfully in love, which they'd been for some time now, so there you go.

As a result of this, Tito knew that, upon discovering Georgette's remains but also what a grievous state Jenny and Oliver were in, that the only way he could possibly keep his cool and maintain his composure, both of which would be required for what had to happen in such a time as this one, was to keep his anger in check, contained and suppressed.

So that's what he made sure of, keeping his anger and vengefulness reserved for when it would have its place, but even so, it was no easy task, since he was easy to anger to begin with, and now he'd lost the lady he loved.

And since it had been this way from the moment he'd walked into the room with all the others, he was obviously finding it even harder than before, which is saying something, to the point where he couldn't help but speak of how he was feeling just a little bit.

Jenny, who, like Oliver, rarely thought about and/or wanted payback, but couldn't help but want it in this case for obvious reasons, said: "I'll go first. Is that okay, Oliver, everyone?" "No problem, Jenny." Oliver said. "But of course." Winston replied, speaking for all of the other ones present in this room. So Jenny would begin explaining things, Oliver going next and the two of them taking turns in the process until both of them were finished.

Going back to Freddy and how he was now in his boiler room of a lair after reentering his original universe and the dreamland thereof, he was having mixed feelings at the moment.

"I've gotta be honest here, I feel good to some extent, but I'm also frustrated to just as much of a fucking extent!" Freddy said. "After all, I wanted to kill Oliver when I entered his goddamn dream, especially since it would bring back such memories as how I started on what path I now indefinitely follow by killing small animals like him!"

Freddy went on by going: "But despite that and how it seemed like I'd get two extra victims in the form of a little bitch and a literal bitch, the latter of which would also bring back the memories of how I killed little critters as a human kid, both Oliver and the schoolgirl slut goddamn got away from me an instant before I added them to my collection!"

Freddy's next words were made up of: "Still, it wasn't a total loss! After all, besides how I at least managed to wound them horribly, even if not quite enough to motherfucking make them goddamn goners, I did make a kill out of the poodle princess! And since my last two kills were male, including the canine one before this, it's a nice touch and balance! I was kind of eager for a bitch to add to my set of slaughtered suckers!"

He then looked over to his orb and would say: "But I think I'd now like to make it so that my next stop as far as universes to visit and terrorize the dreaming in go is made known to me, so it's time to operate that orb once more!"

He went up to his orb and lifted it from where it was left when it wasn't being used to show him where he was next headed, then spoke to it.

"My orb," Freddy commanded, "I now command that you give me the knowledge on what universe I'm next going to be taking a trip to, and whose dream in that universe I'll be entering when it happens!"

The orb did exactly as he said, and after Freddy saw where it would next be taking him, he chuckled: "So, my next fucking stop is the Animaniacs universe, and into the dream of Minerva Mink, is it? How very delightful. She'll be one hell of a sexy corpse once I'm fucking finished with her bitch ass, and especially since I'm one of the few males her erotic, seductive charms ain't gonna work on for shit! Won't it be an utter irony, especially since my favorite victims are the female ones, and I'll be causing madness, havoc and violence in a way that is far different from and far worse than the usual ones of those things the Animaniacs take part in!"

With a final cackle, Freddy went through the portal that would lead him into the dream of the currently asleep Minerva Mink, and he meant to make it so that she went from beautiful to butchered in a way most horrible, and in fact in the most horrible way possible.

Ironically, Minerva Mink was, in many ways, like a mink version of the Georgette who Freddy had recently added to his list of successful kills. So Freddy, knowing this from what he was able to tell about her through this orb, was only too happy about the idea of making it a sort-of twofer with the kind of trend he started with killing Georgette.

Was he going to succeed, now that the passage given to him by his orb had been entered and gone through by him? Or would Minerva prove luckier than her quadruped counterpart of a canine equivalent? Find out when you read the chapter after this chapter, and meanwhile, this is the ideal time to bring this chapter to an outright halt.

END OF CHAPTER 20

Yep, Freddy went without as much success as he was hoping for once again this time. After all, he can't always make a kill like he plans to, and he's been succeeding a lot as of late. Not to mention that I wasn't going to kill off such a sweet, innocent and lovable character as Oliver the kitten. No way, no how. Yeah, Freddy was successful in killing Georgette, who, ironically, I like, but he unsurprisingly would have preferred to also have offed Oliver and Jenny, as well. The three for the price of one thing, and especially Oliver being his original target, make this obvious and predictable. It's also worth noting that, my liking for Georgette notwithstanding, Freddy's last two successful kills were male, including Garth back when he meant to butcher Lilly at first, and because of that, as well as how Georgette, despite being a heroine, isn't as sweet or lovable as Oliver and Jenny despite not being loathsome or evil, she seemed like the perfect choice for a dead Freddy victim out of those three. So I saw her whacked. But anyway, back to Freddy himself, he's in the mood to make a kill partly because he always is and partly because he's pissed that he did not make as many as he wanted to this time now, and he's headed for the dream of Minerva Mink in the Animaniacs universe. Will Minerva make it or be murdered? And for that matter, will she be Freddy's only target in her universe or not? The answers to these questions will be made known in the next chapter, and as for this one, please rate and review, everyone!