Logan and Destiny walked (well, floated in Destiny's case) out of an AMC Movies theater in Disney Springs after seeing a representation of Encanto. "The movie was great!" Destiny beamed. "Who did you think of it, Logan?"

"Well, it had a lot of qualities," Logan replied, looking up at the sky while rubbing his chin. "The animation was great, as it always is in Disney movies, the songs were catchy, and the jokes made me laugh... But the story wasn't exactly perfect. I'm not sure why the family chose to exile Bruno just because he could see the future. Plus, the plot wasn't always easy to follow. I liked it, but in my personal ranking, it's below Moana and Mulan."

"They didn't exile Bruno; he just went into hiding for Mirabel," Destiny corrected her boyfriend. She gave him a little grin. "Are you sure you've been following the movie?"

"Not as much as you, apparently," Logan mused and kissed his precious whale shark on the cheek.

"We should really go watch movies there more often; the food was yummy," Destiny said, rubbing her tummy with her fin.

"Yeah, that would be fun. Too bad most of the good stuff only comes out on streaming services now." After this remark, Logan noticed someone was pinning a piece of paper on a shop's wall. This person was none other than Goofy himself. "Hey, it's Goofy! What is he doing here?"

"I don't know. Let's go ask him!" Destiny suggested.

The young couple approached the Disney legend, who saw them coming first. "Gawrsh! I recognize the two of you; you were participants in the Sorcerer's Tournament, right?"

"Yeah; we were part of Underdog X," Logan confirmed with a nod. He then looked at the piece of paper Goofy stuck; it seemed to represent some racing carts with 'MWGP' written on the upper half. "What are you doing here, Goofy? And what's that thing you just stuck on the wall?"

"Oh, this?" Goofy asked, pointing at the poster with a thumb. "It's just a poster to promote the Magical World Grand Prix! I stuck hundreds of them across the different kingdoms... and still have plenty to stick," he added, designing a pile of posters Logan and Destiny failed to notice.

"The Magical World Grand Prix?" Destiny asked. "What's that?"

"Oh? You folks haven't heard? Mickey decided to organize a special racing competition that will see eight teams compete in a multi-week long race with special Pitstop challenges at the mid-points. We're still preparing the event, but so far, it's looking up to be pretty amazing, I'll tell you that!"

"Really? I've never been a big fan of racing myself, but that does sound fun," Logan remarked with interest. "Is everybody allowed to participate?"

"Of course, fella! You just need to form a team of four members in order to be accepted: a captain, a co-driver, a navigator and a peashooter," Goofy explained. "We have a few teams that have already subscribed, but there are still a few spots left; you can send your subscription to the racing center at Tomorrowland right now." He then grabbed all the posters he had brought. "Gotta go now if I wanna be finished by the end of the day. See ya around, folks!" And with that, he ran away.

"The Magical World Grand Prix... I'd bet my video game collection that our friends are gonna participate in it, just like in the Sorcerer's Tournament," Logan mumbled while rubbing his chin.

"You wanna participate, don't you?" Destiny correctly guessed.

"You know me too well," Logan chuckled and kissed his girlfriend on the cheek. "Now, if I'm to be the captain of my team, I need to find a co-pilot, a navigator and a peashooter... Whatever that's supposed to be... And I already know where to get my co-pilot," he said, looking at Destiny with a smile.

"Sorry, but I think I'm gonna sit this one out, Logan. Even in my human form, it'd be hard for me to fit inside a racing cart. Plus, with my limited vision, I wouldn't be of much help."

"Oh, okay...," Logan said, a bit disappointed. "I understand, Destiny. In that case, I'll go ask our other friends from Underdog X to help. Starting with a certain solar surfer from space..."


Logan and Destiny traveled to space and to Jim Hawkins' residence, the Benbow Inn., Montressor, where he lived with his mother. The three of them (except Destiny) sat around a table with a little meal to discuss the situation.

"A racing competition? Sounds cool," Jim confirmed with a smile. However, it then faded away. "Unfortunately, I won't be available. I'm supposed to accompany a fleet of the Royal Navy to prevent a conflict from breaking out between the Terran Empire and the Procyon Expanse. This is very serious, and I can't miss it."

"Oh, okay." Logan looked down with a disappointed expression. "Thanks for the meal anyway, and good luck on your mission."

Next, the two friends went to the Plantar's residence in the Wartwood Swamp, Amphibia. Throughout the journey, Logan couldn't help but complain as they came across many mosquitoes (Logan HATED mosquitoes). They couldn't have arrived too soon. Once they arrived at the residence, they met their amphibian friend and told him everything about the situation.

"... And I think you'd make a great shooter with your slingshot skills. What do you say, Sprig?" Logan asked with an excited smile.

"Huh... Sorry, guys, but I... kinda have something... to do," the little pink frog replied in a somewhat nervous tone.

"Something? What?" Destiny asked, rising an eyebrow.

"Just... something... Sorry, but I gotta go now!" Sprig quickly ran back inside his house before his friends could interrogate him any further.

"Sprig, wait... Great, that's two of our friends that can't help," Logan groaned.

"Let's hope we'll have more chance with Ezra."


"Sorry, but Ezra's not here," Sabine told the young couple. "There's a big celebration for Star Wars taking place in Tomorrowland and, as one of the franchise's protagonists, Ezra has to attend earlier and longer than most."

Logan and Destiny dropped their heads. They had traveled all the way to a Galaxy Far Far away in vain. "Okay, thanks for telling us, Sabine...," Destiny mumbled before looking at Logan. "What are we gonna do now?"

"All we can do now is try and find other people beside our friends to help," Logan responded. He then snapped his fingers. "I know! We're going to ask Kaz from Star Wars Resistance! The show wasn't really good, but Kaz is a great pilot; he would be a perfect fit for the team!"

"Kaz is not available either," Sabine told Logan from behind. "He's also a protagonist, meaning he has the same expectations as Ezra."

Logan's eye twitched a bit at this. "DANG IT!"

Tired from traveling everywhere all day long, Logan and Destiny returned to the former's home in Animal Kingdom to rest a bit. "This sucks... Why did this racing competition had to happen just when none of my friends are available?" Logan groaned while lying down on his living room's couch.

"Don't worry, Logan; we'll just have to look around for people willing to team up with you," Destiny said with a smile. "There are hundreds of thousands of characters living in the Magical World, I'm sure at least three of them would wanna help."

Suddenly, a knock at the door was heard. Logan got off his couch and went to respond. He was not expecting to see a certain member of the Duck family standing on the other side of the door.

"D-Della Duck?! What are you doing here?" Logan asked in surprise.

"Hello there, comrade!" Della greeted with a big smile. "I've heard that you were planning to take part in the upcoming Magical World Grand Prix, right?"

Logan blinked his eyes a few times and rubbed the back of his head. "Wow, news go around quickly here... But yeah, I'm currently making up my team. Unfortunately, none of my friends can help me right now, so I'll have to search-"

"Stop searching right now!" Della cut him off, grabbing the young man by the shoulders. "I will be your co-pilot!"

"R-Really?! But why?" Logan asked.

"See this as a thanking gift for all the pro wrestling lessons you've given to my little Dewey. They've saved his life quite a few times in our last adventures," Della explained. "Plus, it's been a while since I last got to put my pilot skills to the test. So? Whadda ya say?"

Logan gave her a big smile. "Of course! Thanks a lot, Della! We're gonna rock the race!" he beamed and reached a fist forward for the female duck to give him a fist bump.

"Well, that's one companion found; two left to do," Destiny pointed out with a smile. "We just need to find a navigator and shooter now."

"And I think I just know where to find our navigator," Logan said with a little grin as he rubbed his beard. "Girls, we're gonna make a little trip to Persia..."


With the help of Della's plane, the trio reached the dry lands of Persia, making their way across the streets of the city. Logan seemed to be looking around for somebody.

"My, it's burning hot here!" Destiny complained as she rubbed sweat off her forehead with her fin. "Sure, the temperature is pretty high in the Animal Kingdom, but that's on a whole new level for me. Whale sharks are supposed to live in cool waters."

"I hope we're gonna find that person you have in mind before Destiny turns into a roasted fish," Della told her human companion.

"I'm not a fish," Destiny corrected.

"Don't worry, girls; if my memory serves me right, he should come around here soon," Logan responded, his eyes fixed on the skies. "Oh, speaking of the devil..."

A figure came out of nowhere above their heads, running from one roof to the other, with guards on its tail. Logan grabbed his Magical Notebook and used it to summon a jetpack he used to take off after the figures. The one running away from the guards was a handsome man with messy brown hair who carried two scimitars on his back and a little dagger strapped to his hip. Once again using his Magical Notebook, Logan summoned an ice blaster that he used to freeze the guards before landing near the man running away.

"Thanks for the help, young one," he said with a smile.

"No problem," Logan replied as he landed on the roof, pulling his jetpack and ice blaster away. At the same time, Destiny and Della managed to catch up to them.

"What were those guards doing chasing you?" Destiny asked.

"Oh, nothing too bad. They were just mad because I decided to drop a jar of... disgusting animal matter on top of their heads," the mysterious man mused.

"Wow! Good thing Logan interfered then. Aladdin told me that guards are supposed to cut your arm off if you steal an apple; imagine what they would've done to you," Destiny pointed out.

"Don't worry; they wouldn't have done anything too drastic to him," Logan said. "Guards aren't supposed to harm their prince, he would've gotten a good scolding at worse."

"Prince?" Della and Destiny asked at the same time.

"Yup. Girls, I present to you Dastan, Prince of Persia and protector of the Dagger of Time," Logan introduced the mysterious man. "Prince Dastan, these are Destiny and Della Duck."

"A pleasure to meet you, ladies," the prince politely said with kissing Della's hand and Destiny's fin. This caused both girls to blush bashfully.

"Hey! She's my girlfriend!" Logan exclaimed with a comically red, angry face.

"Oh, my apologies, milady, I didn't know you were in a couple," Dastan said with respectfully bowing to Della.

"IT'S NOT HER! MY GIRLFRIEND'S THE OTHER - THE WHALE!" Logan corrected.

"On the other hand, I'm singles," Della said with a chuckle. "Though I have to warn you, I have three little boys."

"So? How do you know him, Logan?" Destiny asked.

"Well, most people don't remember it, but Disney produced a movie based on the Prince of Persia video game in 2010. The movie didn't get the same success as Pirates of the Caribbean, but I personally think it has the same charm," Logan explained. "Believe it or not, but the video game franchise this movie is based on was created by a studio in my home country of Quebec, Canada - and unlike the movie, it found huge success. That's what gave me the idea."

Logan turned toward Dastan. "So, Prince Dastan, I don't know if you heard about it, but there's going to be a huge racing contest in the near future. In order to participate, I need to form a team with a co-pilot, a navigator and a shooter. Being a prince who studied geography and after all the travels you made across the land, I think you'd be perfect as a navigator for my team. What do you say?"

Dastan rubbed his chin and looked up. "A racing contest, huh? This does sound interesting... But I have to ask: what's the award for victory?"

Logan opened his mouth with a smile... before dropping it down, closing his mouth, and rubbing his chin. "Actually, I don't even know what we win if we come up first in the race." This statement caused the young boy's three friends to drop on their heads. "But it doesn't matter; we're going in for the fun of the competition. And who knows; maybe the reward will be awesome too." Logan reached his fist forward. "What do you say?"

Dastan curiously looked at the fist and back at Logan. "What are you doing?"

"Huh? Oh, this? It's called a fist bump. You just have to press your fist against mine. It's a sign of friendship and mutual respect," Logan explained.

The young prince waited a moment before shrugging and pressing his fist against Logan's. "Very well, I'll be your navigator. Good to know that my movie isn't entirely forgotten. But this race better be interesting."

"Cool! We have the captain, the co-pilot and the navigator! Just need to find a shooter, and we'll be able to take part in the MWGP!" Logan beamed. "And I think I already know who I want it to be. We're gonna make a stop by the Superhero Headquarters at Disney Springs."

"Oh, I know! You wanna recruit Hawkeye? He's the best shooter in the MCU!" Destiny exclaimed.

"That's not exactly who I had in mind..."


Logan, Destiny, Della and Dastan traveled all the way to Disney Springs and made their way to the Superhero Headquarters. It was a giant S.H.I.E.L.D. facility with a large open space in the middle where some superheroes were training. At the moment, there was Moon Knight, Ms. Marvel, She-Hulk and Ironheart training together against battle robots.

"Too cool!" Logan beamed. "They must be training for their upcoming Disney+ shows! I can't wait to see all of them!"

"But shouldn't you watch Falcon & The Winter Soldier, Loki, What If...?, Hawkeye and Loki first?" Destiny asked.

"... Right."

After they arrived at the facility's entrance, the group was met by a pink metallic robot with green hair. "Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. I am Viv Vision, but you may call me Viv."

"Gabriel told me about her," Logan mumbled to his friends. "Nice to meet you, Viv. We're looking for a superhero who should be here."

"Very well, who is it?"

"He's called Scott Lang."

Destiny, Della and Dastan all widened their eyes at this. "Scott? Ant-Man? He's the guy you came for?" Della asked.

"Yup!" Logan confirmed with a nod.

"Wow, he's not exactly in the top ten superheroes I'd consider for a shooter," Dastan remarked. "I really think we should take Hawkeye, or at least Iron Man; his advanced technology can help with aiming."

"Sure, but it's Scott who's always the butt of the jokes in most MCU movies," Logan explained. "Iron Man and Hawkeye are already popular enough as it is; you know I like to give a chance to underdogs... Plus, I was on Captain America's side during the Civil War movie, so I doubt Iron Man would accept to be in my team," Logan said with rubbing the back of his head.

"You are looking for Ant-Man? Very well, follow me. He is currently working at the cafeteria," Viv instructed with turning around.

Destiny rose a curious eyebrow at this. "The cafeteria? What could he possibly be doing there?"

The response left the four teammates with dumbfounded expressions. "Welcome to Baskin Robbins. Would you like to try our Mango Fruit Blast?" Scott Lang was standing behind the counter of a Baskin Robbins restaurant in the cafeteria, clad in a pink and blue employee attire. The exact same way he was at the start of the first Ant Man movie.

"... Scott... What the heck?" Logan managed to ask after snapping out of his shock.

"What do you mean?" Scott asked.

"What do I mean? I mean all of... this!" Logan exclaimed with designing Scott and all his surroundings. "You're an Avenger and one of the guys who saved the universe from Thanos! You should be out there in your super costume, training with the other heroes! So why are you in a Baskin Robbins of all place, selling ice cream?!"

"Well, it's a funny story," Scott admitted with rubbing the back of his head. "You see, a few months ago, Captain America and a few other Avengers heard about my previous job at Baskin Robbins. Of course, they laughed at me, but they also asked me to make them a recipe for fun. I did the Mango Fruit Blast recipe I learned... and they all liked it!"

"Really?" Destiny asked.

"Yeah! They liked it so much that they asked me to work at the cafeteria when I'm not busy with my family or my job as a superhero... Legally, I couldn't because this is a Baskin Robbins recipe, so they had one open in the cafeteria. That's how I ended up here."

"Oh... Okay," Logan said. "Listen, Scott, we came here to ask you for help. There's a giant racing competition happening soon, and I'd like you to join my team as the shooter."

"As the shooter?" Scott asked. "You should ask Clint for that; he's the best shooter in the Avengers."

"Yeah, yeah, I know, all of my friends have already pointed that out. But you're the one that I want in my team, Scott. I'm sure you must be tired of being the butt of the jokes all the time. Plus, Hawkeye must have already been recruited by one of the other contenders."

"Really? Well, thanks, Logan, I'm really honored. It'd be my pleasure to help you win this competition," Scott replied with a smile. However, it quickly faded away. "But seriously, if you don't intend to buy something, I'm gonna have to ask you to get out of the line now."

Blinking his eyes, Logan turned his head and realized that a line was indeed forming behind him. "Sorry. Meet me at the Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin in Tomorrowland when you're done working."

"Why?" Scott asked with a confused expression.

Logan grinned. "For your training."


An entire week passed since Logan formed his team. Together, the friends used one of Tomorrowland's garages to build their vehicle, the Gracious Bird. Whenever not in the garage or on a training racetrack to get practice, Logan would get Scott to the Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin so that he could perfect his role as the team's shooter. By the week's end, Logan felt confident enough to subscribe his team to the Magical World Grand Prix.

"It's awesome! We actually got accepted in the competition!" Della beamed. The female duck couldn't stop jumping around ever since the team learned the news.

"I still wish they told us what we stand to win, though," Dastan remarked, casually lying in a couch. The entire team, plus Destiny, was gathered in Logan's living room, where they decided to hold a movie marathon as a celebration for getting accepted.

"Whatever it is, I hope it'll be worth all the time I've spent in that cursed Buzz Lightyear game," Scott remarked, bringing the snacks and drinks to the tables before sitting down. "If I have to see another Z glowing in the dark, I'm gonna fall sick, I'll tell you that."

"Logan seemed really insistent to accompany you in every single training session," Della pointed out. "If I didn't know him better, I'd swear he's obsessed with this game."

"He is," Destiny immediately said with a deadpanning look.

Speaking of the devil, Logan arrived in the living room right after this statement. "I'm here, you guys! I still had to fulfil a few papers for our participation, but everything's right now. We can begin our movie marathon!"

"Good. We don't have electricity in my world, so I rarely get the chance to watch movies or TV shows," Dastan said with sitting up. "Hope it'll be good."

"You bet, my friend! To kick things off, I selected a movie trilogy that is guaranteed to bring us a high level of entertainment!" Logan announced.

"Oooh, this sounds promising!" Della beamed, struggling to remain on her couch.

"What is it, Logan?" Scott asked.

"This is one of the best cinematic experiences ever made. I present to all of you...," Logan pulled the movies out of his pocket, "... the Star Wars prequel trilogy!"

A dead silence fell upon the living room. For many seconds, not a single sound except the wind blowing outside could be heard. Della was the one who had the courage to break it. "You chose to begin our movie marathon... with the prequels?"

"Well, yes! The prequels are one of the greatest trilogies ever made!" Logan said with a nod and a smile.

"Well, to be honest, I've never really been a fan of them," Scott said with rubbing the back of his head.

Logan's smile melted faster than ice cream in the desert. "... What?"

"Yeah, it has too many flaws to count," Della nodded, agreeing with Scott. "I watched them one time with my sons for a movie night, but they didn't really capture the magic of the original trilogy I saw when I was a kid."

"Except if you count so bad it's good as magic," Scott mused, sharing a chuckle with Della.

Logan's eye twitched a bit at this comment. "Alright, let's stay cool." He clutched the prequels' movie box in his hands with his eyes closed.

"Never saw them myself, but I heard that they can be considered art... even if it's not always for the right reasons," Dastan remarked with a shrug.

"Only if you consider lines like 'I hate sand' to be art," Scott said, laughing once again.

"Can someone explain to me why Padmé fell in love with a kid? I never understood that part - is that a thing between humans?" Destiny asked.

"Only in George Lucas' mind," Della replied, everybody laughing again.

"Stay calm, Logan, stay calm, no reason to lose your cool," Logan mumbled to himself, his eye twitching harder the more his friends went on with their insults.

"And don't even get me started on the dialogues; they're so wooden you can make fire with them!" Scott continued, causing Della, Dastan and Destiny to laugh in good heart. "I'd rather watch the Disney Trilogy than anything Lucas made during his bad phase, don't you think, Logan?" Once the laughter died down, everybody realized Logan was no longer sitting down and was instead standing on his two feet, his face as red as a tomato - a tomato that seemed ready to explode. "Logan?"

"HOW DARE YOU?! HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT SUCH AN AWESOME PIECE OF ART?!" Logan yelled at the top of his lungs. "HAVE YOU CONCRETE INSTEAD OF A BRAIN?! HAVE YOU NO TASTE FOR GOOD MOVIES?! IF YOU CAN'T SEE HOW AWESOME THE PREQUELS ARE, THEN YOU CAN ALL GO-"

30 minutes later

"...AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION, ANAKIN'S FALL TO THE DARK SIDE IS ONE OF THE BEST FALL OF A HERO SCENARIO EVER MADE!" Logan kept going on, his four friends just sitting back and looking at him.

"Huh, Logan-" Della tried to talk.

"I'M NOT DONE! I'M SO SICK AND TIRED OF EVERYBODY CALLING OUT HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN'S WOODEN ACTING AND THE AWKWARD WAY HE INTERACTS WITH THE OTHER CHARACTERS! THAT'S EXACTLY HOW SOMEONE WHO LIVED LIKE ANAKIN WOULD BE!"

2 hours later

"LOOK AT ME, MESA AM JAR JAR BINKS! MESA AM SO DUMB THAT I DESERVE TO BE IN THE BUTT OF EVERY INSULTING JOKE!" Logan kept yelling with a high-pitched voice as he mimicked Jar Jar Binks' voice, wiggling his hands over his head like big ears. "WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?! JAR JAR'S NOT EVEN THE WORST CHARACTER IN STAR WARS! THE ACTOR PLAYING HIM HAS ALMOST TAKEN HIS OWN LIFE AWAY BECAUSE OF TOXIC FANS LIKE YOU WHO SENT HIM HURTFUL WORDS! YOU ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM-"

5 hours later

"... In conclusion, that's why I think the second half of Rogue One is pretty good in spite of a slow, average first half," Logan calmly said while sitting in his couch, having seemingly cooled down.

Della let out a sigh with a smile. "I'm glad things turned out fine. For a second, I thought he was gonna roast us up for insulting the prequels."

Logan widened his eyes, his face turning red as he stood up once again. "I JUST REMEMBERED WHY I WAS SO MAD-"

16 hours later

"HYPOCRITES! HYPOCRITES! HYPOCRITES!" Logan kept yelling, his red head covered in sweat. "YOU ARE ALL JUST A BUNCH OF HYPOCRITES! YOU DON'T DESERVE TO WATCH THE PREQUEL TRILOGY! I HOPE YOU ALL END UP IN A WORLD WHERE GOOD MOVIES DON'T EXIST. SHAME. ON. YOOOOOOOU!"

A dead silence fell upon on the living room, everybody looking at Logan. "... Are you done?" Dastan asked.

"Yeah, pretty much," Logan responded with a hoarse voice.

"Logan, your voice. Is your throat hurting you?" Destiny asked with worry.

"I've been yelling nonstop for 24 hours; my throat is beyond swollen." He grabbed a towel from the kitchen and cleaned the sweat from his face. "But I'm calm now, I think we can begin our movie marathon-" After returning to the living room, he found all of his friends asleep on the couches. "... On second thought, we've been awake for more than 24 hours. It'd be better if we all took a nap." Logan collapsed on the couch and against Destiny, falling asleep too.