Chapter 26 (Hidden Origins 1)
(Disclaimer from Author: The following chapters may contain a few triggering moments and they may ruin a few childhoods. These chapters were intended to fill in more lore and more backstory. Also, I wish to apologize in advance for the lack of chapters lately. I have had COVID for the past few months and I had to recover. But not to worry. There are far more chapters yet to come. Enjoy!)
"Yo Dip. Dippy. You ready." said Pete.
Dippy nodded. He got his slingshot out and ready.
"Aim for that alarm right there," said Donnie, pointing at a red alarm.
Dippy nodded as usual and shot the alarm with a small metallic ball that was capable of breaking metal. A product from Acme INC.
The two children ran quickly to break the door to the bread shop open.
"Look at this jackpot! We can live on this for months." said Pete.
"How are we going to carry this?" asked Dippy.
"We'll take it all with my trusty little red wagon." said Pete.
"Help! Thieves!" cried the store owner.
"Shoot! Run for it!" cried Pete.
Dippy didn't run. He got his slingshot and aimed it at the store owner.
"Go to hell." he said softly.
The store owner, who was a stork, grabbed a spatula and hit the boy on the head.
"Don't you tell me those horrible things!" cried the store owner.
A couple of hours later, Frollo came in with his henchman, Quasimodo.
"Master, I heard the thief was a boy. Please pardon him and ask him why he wanted bread. Maybe he was hungry." said Quasimodo, who was just ten years old at the time.
"I will be the judge of that." said Frollo.
The store owner arrived and placed the boy in front of Frollo.
"Minister Frollo! This horrible and violent little boy shot a slingshot at me! He must be punished!" cried the store owner, with justifiable reasons. "And he said that I should go to H E double hockey sticks!" cried the stork.
Frollo looked at the scrawny and dirty little boy, wearing a beanie that covered his long fuzzy black hair. He had a snout like a puppy and two bucked teeth.
"Do you know what that place is? That is where bad people go. The store owner is going to heaven. You are going down there." said Frollo, pointing to the ground.
"I don't take lectures from pedophiles." said Dippy.
Frollo then slapped the boy across the face. "I am a holy man. You should respect me as such." said Frollo.
"I know who you are. You are a killer and creeper." said Dippy.
"You have a big mouth boy. I know what to do with you. I shall lock you away like I did to that wooden boy from Pleasure Island, and I will send you to have your back whipped into shape!" said Frollo.
"Oh no Master Frollo. If you do that, he may die and go to the bad place. Please, at least take him to the monks. They will raise him and he will be lead to a road to salvation. If this succeeds, you will be honored." said Quasimodo.
"Y-yes! Yes! Minister Frollo, that would be wonderful! You would be credited for converting this little heathen into a good God fearing man in the future!" said the stork store owner.
Frollo didn't like the idea. He stroked his chin and nodded. "Very well. I shall take this heathen to the monks and have him raised. Perhaps his violent tendencies will be fixed." said Frollo.
He then helped the boy stand to his feet. "What is your name boy?" asked Frollo.
"Dippy. Dippy Dawg." said he.
"Dippy Dawg eh? Let's go to the Cathedral. You will have a bright future as a God fearing man." said Frollo.
"Good! You heard that!? You are going to be saved!" cried Quasimodo excitedly, jumping up and down and holding Dippy's hands which were dirty white gloves with dried mud and a little bit of blood.
They rode on Frollo's limo and they arrived at the large scary looking cathedral. It was the only church in all of Toon Town and no one attended due to the creepy monks and nuns inside. Or so they say. In reality, they were away because of Frollo. The man had a bad reputation.
"Samuel! Come before me." said Frollo.
A little monk appeared with a long red beard and a bald head. He looked comical and funny looking as he greeted Frollo.
"Minister! How are you?" asked Samuel.
"I have you a new charge. This dirty thing is Dippy Dawg. You will raise him. Quasimodo, come. We have to study your alphabet." said Frollo.
"Yes, master." said Quasimodo, lowering his head. Samuel gave Quasimodo a wink and Quasi smiled as he walked away with old man Frollo.
"So, your name is Dippy Dawg. Why do they call you that? It sounds more like an insult than a name." said Samuel.
"I've been called Dippy Dawg for as long as I can remember." said Dippy.
"Dippy. I'll call you Dip. How about that. Let's go. We've got a lot of cleaning up to do before Frollo comes to bark at us." said Samuel.
Dippy nodded and followed suit, as they walked in the dark hallways of the cathedral.
"I believe in God, but I know he does not approve of this horrible place. Frollo created this church as a mansion for himself, not a place of worship." said Samuel.
"Then why are monks here then?" asked Dip.
"You seem like a good boy. I know Frollo caught you doing something for your own survival. What was it?" asked Samuel.
"I was stealing bread from a store." said Dip.
"Bread?! Only bread! C'mon! It wasn't like you were stealing from Toon Town's national bank!" said Samuel.
"It sure felt like it." said Dip, rubbing his nose.
"You know what? You need to eat and take a bath. All we got are boring old monk robes. But don't worry. They are clean. Take a nice long bath, then I'll give you some food. After that, we got a long talk we have to go through." said Samuel.
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Three months later, Dip was now accustomed to living in the cathedral. But each day was a living limbo for him. He had to endure the lectures of Frollo whenever Dip dropped something. The poor boy was very clumsy and he would often fall on his butt whenever he slipped on the floor. Luckily, Sam was there for him. At least, that's what he told Dip to call him by.
"Three months, and Frollo just won't give you the time of day." said Sam.
"I hate him." said Dip.
"You and the other monks kid. Hey, I think it's high time you come with me to do some "holy" errands outside. I'll ask Frollo. He'll say yes. He'll do anything to get you out of here!" cackled Sam.
A couple of hours later, Sam and Dip were in the woods. They were in their monk robes, but upon arriving their destination, they took off their wardrobe. Underneath, they were wearing totally different clothes. Dip was wearing his casual street clothes when he was first found, only they were laundered and clean.
Sam was wearing a totally different outfit. He was wearing a blue button up shirt, and brown pants with holsters. He even brought his pride and joy… his large hat.
He pulled out his two guns and cackled with glee. "It's been too long my angels! Now let's shoot!" cried Sam.
"Wait. I thought we were going to convert somebody to the dark side. As you said we would." said Dip.
"Please kid! You think a gentleman like me would ever stoop so low to be an old monk for that idiot Frollo? No bucco! I am Yosemite Sam! The toughest man in this here town! And other towns! As long as that annoying baby rabbit isn't around." said Sam.
"Baby rabbit?" asked Dip.
"There's also that baby cat, baby duck… forget it! Here are your gifts. Happy birthday Dip." said Sam. He handed Dip a box. He opened them and saw two guns there. Old fashioned ones of course, but guns none the less.
"Frollo is a bad man and he's got skeletons hiding in his closet, boy. I'm part of a resistance group called the Dreamers. We are led by The Blue Fairy." said Yosemite Sam.
"The Dreamers? I heard of you guys. I thought you were disbanded." said Dip.
"Frollo thought he did. But we are against him. He's taken so many people in custody for nothing. He's taking folks because they are not bowing down to him. He's no godly man. And he's armed. You must be ready. I will teach you how to be a marksman like me." said Sam.
"But I never fired a gun before! What if I kill somebody?!" cried Dip.
"Dippy Dawg. This is war. We are in a war boy! And maybe it will make sense if I show you something. Come with me!" Sam took Dip across the woods and into a large graveyard.
"W-what is all this?" asked Dip in shock.
"These are the tombstones of kids." said Yosemite Sam, putting his hat down to his chest.
"Little boys and girls who were not at all how Frollo wanted them to be. You see, Toon Town has a very dark history. I have seen him hurt others because they are not "holy." He JUDGES people based on their skin color, how they look, where they are from, and if you are not like him, he will kill you, like he did to those children." said Sam.
"How did he kill them?" asked Dip.
"Long ago, Toon Town had an epidemic. Folks were getting sick with something called Dip disease. No relation to your name. Sorry. Dip is a chemical that destroys cartoons and it can cause infections. Anyway, the chemcial came from another part of the world and Frollo started a massive campaign to destroy anyone who had the disease. Women, children and even men were killed." said Sam.
"Then this graveyard isn't only kids. It's a lot of folks." said Dip, looking at the tombstones in sadness.
"The Blue Fairy heard the wishes of the people and formed this resistance. One that you will be a part of Dip. If you contine living in the cathedral, it's only a matter of time before Frollo changes his mind and you die." said Sam.
"But what about Quasimodo? He's his kid right?" asked Dip.
"His kid? No. Frollo killed his mother and he was forced to take him in. It's a long story, but he must be stopped." said Sam.
"Okay. I'm in Sam. Show me. Show me how to fight."said Dip.
After a couple of months have passed, Sam showed Dip how to be a marksman and a gun slinger like him. They fired at empty cans, beer bottles and the like. During that time, Dip had to watch out for Frollo, who continued doing terrible things. He started a racist campaign against Romanian people. And then, he fell head over heels for a girl named Esmeralda. Quasi and she became good friends and Dip watched from afar as they got along wonderfully. Quasi never spent time with Dip much since they were separated by the stoned walls of the cathedral and he was locked in his lonely tour. But Esmeralda cheered him up, along with a new boy, Phoebus. The became friends in secret. A secret that Dip kept along with Sam and some of the other monks.
However, one night, Dip walked into Frollo's study and found him singing a song about damnation, hatred and fierce sexuality along with religious hypocrisy.
"Protect me Maria! Don't let this siren cast her spell. Or let her fire sheer my flesh and bone! Destroy Esmeralda and let her taste the fires of hell, or else let her be mine and mine alone! Hellfire! Darkfire! Now little girl, it's your turn! Choose me or your pyre! Be mine, or you will BURN!"
Dip slowly walked way as Frollo bowed before a massive black creature with dark wings. Chernabog raised Frollo from the floor and kissed his forehead.
"You will be an unholy man from now one. You will bow to me instead. Rise lord Frollo. Darkness will be your bride." said Chernabog.
Dip pulled out his guns and opened the doors. He then opened fire at Chernabog, who vanished. But he did manage to shoot Frollo. The old man fell to the ground and started to bleed.
"You! You treacherous swine!" cried Frollo.
"W-what have I done!" cried Dip.
Sam came running and pulled Dip out of the room. "Let's get outta here!" cried Sam.
Eventually, they ran away and they were now in a safer location. The cathedral burned down, and the monks managed to escape. Sam and Dip were now hiding the woods once again.
"I blew it. Because of me, Quas might be dead." said Dip.
"No. He ran off with Phoebus and Esmeralda. He's safe" said Sam.
"They are! I'm so glad!" cried Dip.
"You got guts kid. But I don't think Frollo is dead." said Sam.
"He isn't?" asked Dip.
"I heard the voice. That growling voice. I know who it was. That was Chernabog, the lord of Bald Mountain. He may have given Frollo some power to survive the attack." said Sam.
"I didn't mean to open fire." said Dip.
"You saw Chernabog. You got scared. Don't worry. I'll continue teaching you to master your fear and to be a protector. You're a good kid Dip. Don't ever change. That reminds me, we have to change your name. Dippy Dawg was just awful. You choose the name. What would you like to be called?" asked Sam.
"Well, I did slip a lot. And I managed to break things easily whenever I slipped. I sure was…. I got it! Goofy! Call me Goofy!" cried Dip.
"Goofy?" asked Sam chuckling.
"Goofy. Yeah. I like it. If I'm going to be different and be a better person, I might as well change into someone I want to be. I want to be a hero. I want to be a father someday! Like you! Fearless! Strong! And I want to protect children all over!" said Goofy.
Sam nodded and smiled. "You're one of a kind Goofy. Okay. Goofy it is! Let's go son! We got a lot of training to do! I'm also going to take you fishing, take you to see the town I grew up in…..
Sora woke up. He rose up to see they were all sleeping in a cave. Vanitas was sleeping close to him while Kairi was resting by the fire. Donald and Goofy were both awake and they were talking with low voices.
Sora watched Goofy closely. That dream he had was an origin story about him. And it happened in their world. Goofy suffered a lot and Sora had no idea how much pain he carried.
"I remember my Dad took me here to hide from a sandstorm. But we are getting to one of the towns he grew up in. We'll be safe there and perhaps get a phone." said Goofy .
"That's the town we met." said Donald.
"Yep. Good and bad times." said Goofy.
"But we need to be careful though. There are rough cowboys in that place." said Goofy.
Sora went back to where he was and fell asleep instantly.
And then he had another dream.
"Donald Duck! Are you listening to me?!" cried Scrooge McDuck.
"What uncle! I'm busy." said Donald, reading a comic book.
"We're here. We're in Traverse Town!" said Scrooge McDuck.