Setsuna: Where the hell are we?

Touma: We're doing the intro and outro of this story. Didn't Varvula message you?

Setsuna: You mean the paper airplane that poked me in the eye? I thought that was a prank.

Ibuki: Hello readers~! Ibuki along with, Setsuna, Mare, Charlotte, Touma, Leone, and Kenji will be focusing on giving you humorous intro and asking all of your questions!

Kenji: Don't you mean answering all of your questions?

Ibuki: That's what I just said.

Kenji: No it wasn't?!

Leone: Before this turns into a one-line argument, is this what the author's doing with us?

Touma: Yeah, he has an idea of how he's going to use us for a different story. But needs to focus on this along with his other projects.

Charlotte: Also, all the characters minus the OC he doesn't own.

Mare: I-I hope you enjoy this s-story!


Chapter 1: FBI Agent Jirafo


"Ericha...Ericha!"

Ericha opened her eyes after hearing her name and found herself looking at the familiar ceiling of her bedroom. The Houndour sat on the left side of her bed while her mother Sheila and her father Geoff, were on the other side with a relieved look on their faces.

"Oh thank goodness you're alright," Sheila said as she embraced her daughter tightly. "The moment we heard the thud, we rushed out and found you unconscious in the hallway."

"Oh," Ericha said lightly as she chuckled. "I must've dreamt about Blaze with some cartoon characters in the living room. Sounds crazy right?"

Her parents did not laugh with her or tell her it was a dream, but only awkward silences made her stop chuckling and slowly ask. "...It was a dream...right?"

"I wish it had been, sweetie," Geoff responded, looking dejected. "But...the television really is broken."

While Ericha and Blaze stared at him strangely, Sheila reassured her husband by letting him cry on her shoulder.

"Anyway…" Blaze shook off the awkwardness and turned to Ericha. "...What you saw wasn't a dream, Ericha."

Ericha sprang from her bed and raced out of her room, followed closely by Blaze. She wanted to make certain that what she had witnessed a few hours ago was true. When she reached the living room, her face was bewildered by what she saw in front of her.

The four cartoon characters from before and her younger siblings were sitting in the kitchen. Ericha recognized the gray and white rabbit munching down on a carrot, the tall and scrawny teenage boy with short light-brown hair and a green shirt with shaggy red shorts and finally, the fat orange and black striped cat was in the middle of swallowing a giant frozen turkey.

However, she couldn't make out the girl; the teenage girl with light brown wavy hair that's shoulder-length and green eyes. She wore a purple shirt and jeans.

"That is so amazing~!" Tristan exclaimed in amazement at the cat's success at devouring the entire turkey. Ericha was impressed that the feline stomach didn't change. "You're definitely the real Garfield!"

"Like even I wouldn't eat raw turkey," the boy said, looking amazed.

"No one would, especially when it was straight out of the freezer," The girl reminded.

"...!" Before he could say anything, Garfield cringed as his whiskers and fur had some small icicles. His whole head turned light blue as he chittered his teeth.

"Let that be a lesson young ones," The teen lectured, but Ericha could tell she was joking around. "Always cook your turkey so you don't get hyperthermia."

"Well, look who's up from her nap," The rabbit announced, noticing Ericha. "How are yah, sleeping beauty?"

"Huh?" The teen exclaimed, a bit startled. "Oh, I'm doing well, thanks. 'This is not a dream...they're truly real?'"

"Well that's good to hear," The boy replied a bit relieved.

"You are absolutely pathetic, Ericha," Jesselyn scolded her sister. "You first encountered Blaze, then met his evil sister Mizella and her giant monster. Yet, you fainted when you saw these four."

"Shut up!" Ericha snarled at Jesselyn with a light blush. "I didn't know Blaze was a Pokemon at the time! But…" She glanced at them. "These guys are characters I'm familiar with. Bugs Bunny from Looney Toons, Garfield from the comics in the newspaper and Shaggy from Scooby-Doo!"

"Like WOW!" Shaggy said, astonished. "I haven't been in this world before and I'm already popular!"

"Hey, haven't you forgotten someone?" Tristan said, gesturing to Irma.

Ericha observed the girl with a puzzled expression. "...Sorry, but you don't look familiar…"

"Seriously?! She's Irma Lair...you know from W.I.T.C.H," Tristan clarified, a bit annoyed. "She's the one who can manipulate water and mind control!"

"Hold up, I can do what?" Irma questioned.

"Mind control," He clarified nervously. "I believe it was at the start of Season 2. You were bickering with your father and caused a pipe to burst!"

"...I don't know what's freakier, Irma's abilities or you watching W.I.T.C.H," Jesselyn said with a deadpan expression.

"What's wrong with that?" Tristan asked cluelessly.

"So, how did you four meet each other?" Ericha asked them curiously while changing the subject. "It's odd for four characters from different shows to suddenly meet each other."

"Well, we're mainly survivors at this point," Irma rephrased.

"Survivors?" Tristan repeated.

"Since you brought it up, it sounded as if you were desperately trying to get away from something on the other end," Blaze commented. "What happened back there?"

"It all began out as a tranquil normal day for me," Bugs explained. "You know, dealing with Fud and tricking Daffy that it's Duck Season."

"Yeah good times," Jesselyn sighed.

"Anyway, I was just about to head into my rabbit hole for a good nap when suddenly I was conked in the noggin by a small round sphere," Bug recalled. "When I climbed out of my home, multiple of those things were falling from the sky turning every object into ferocious and awkward monsters."

"Awkward?" Tristan asked, confused.

"Yeah some of them were more weird than terrifying," The rabbit replied.

"The same went for me too!" Shaggy added nervously. "The gang and I just caught a man in a monster costume. Then the minute that sphere hit him he turned into a real one! I don't know what happened to the others, but before I realized it, I was alone."

"GRH!" Garfield grunted with his face still frozen.

"Hold on," Blaze went in front of Garfield and blew a small bit of hot air from his mouth. It was hot enough to warm the cat up a bit.

"Now there's something you don't see daily," Bugs commented intrigued.

"Thanks, anyway, I was waiting for my owner to serve me dinner," Garfield angrily pointed to the three of them. "Until these intruders barged into the living room and brought that creepy thing with them."

"Well look at the bright side, at least you lost a few pounds getting chased by that thing," Irma said snickering.

"Were those monsters marked with a red heart with black linings?" Blaze enquired. Garfield, Irma, Shaggy, and Bugs nodded their heads simultaneously. This caused him and the Hames siblings to exchange fearful glances at each other.

"Judging by your reactions, you know what those monsters are right?" Bugs questioned. They had no time to answer, because Geoff and Sheila had come in with worried expressions.

"You four need to hide in Ericha's room quickly," Sheila instructed, looking slightly pale.

"Don't tell me…" Realizing her mother's tone, Ericha groaned.

"Yes," Sheila nods with a frown. "I received a call from agent Jirafo. He's on his way for his daily visit."

"Not that guy again," Blaze sighed in annoyance. "Wasn't he supposed to come here tomorrow?"

"We thought so too, however, he seemed to change his mind," Geoff muttered.

Tristan let out a tiresome groan from his mouth. "I really hate that guy."

"I thus prefer to eat Ericha's old Halloween candy than see him again," Jesselyn commented.

"That's a bit poetic," Bug Bunny complimented the girl, before glancing at Sheila. "So what's the story of this eh, Jirafo guy?"

"The midget's an FBI agent in charge of keeping an eye on us," Tristan explained.

"And believes that I'm plotting world domination," Blaze muttered under his breath.

Irma did a spit take, snickering lightly. "You? World domination?"

"I know right?" Blaze wasn't bothered by Irma's teasing. "I barely managed to beat that colossal Octillery monster. How does he think that I'm capable of taking over the world?!"

"Wait, did you say monster?" Shaggy gulped.

"Um...Mom," While the cartoon character chattered, Ericha noticed a dark vehicle parked in front of their small home. "What time did he say that he was coming?"

"He said he'll be here in an hour...why?" Sheila asked.

"Because I think he might've lied," Ericha responded, glancing outside a bit.

"W-What?!" Sheila and Geoff screamed once they glanced at the window.

"I'm betting that he lied to us on purpose to catch us off guard!" Jesselyn exclaimed angrily.

"You all need to go to Ericha's room, now!" Sheila ordered in a panic.

"We'll explain on the way," Ericha answered while shoving Irma, Shaggy and Bugs Bunny towards her room. Blaze was towing the lazy cat pulling behind with the help of Jesselyn and Tristan pushing.

Once the children were out of sight, the doorbell rang and drew the parents' attention. Sheila opened the door, revealing a blond-haired man approximately the same height as Tristan. He wore a black and white suit and black glasses over his eyes.

"Good evening Mr. and Miss Hames," The midget man greeted politely.

"Good morning Agent Jirafo," Sheila greeted back, trying to hide her nerves. "I see you came earlier than we expected."

"I apologize for the sudden visit, but this is very urgent business," Jirafo stated as he entered the apartment.

"May I offer you some refreshments Mr. Jirafo?" Geoff asked quickly.

"No thank you, I made a pit stop at McDonald's and got a coffee," He responded as he positioned himself on the couch.

Meanwhile in Ericha's room, Irma, Shaggy, and Bugs caught a quick glimpse of the FBI agent before reeling their heads back to her room.

"Wait, so that's the agent you guys were scared of?" Shaggy whispered in shock. The siblings nodded their heads in unison.

"Okay, since when do they recruit preschoolers in the FBI?" Irma gawked quietly.

"If you thought that was off, wait till you hear his body guard's name," Jesselyn whispered.

"So is there a reason why we're hiding?" Garfield asked.

"I think he's one of those obsessive fanatics I dealt with during the years of being in this world," Bugs responded relaxing on Ericha's bed.

"Hey, who said you could eat carrots on my bed?" Ericha whispered loudly.

"You had no trouble eating those gummy bears," Jesselyn mumbled under her breath.

"Hold on," Blaze blinked. "What do you mean by years of being in this world?"

"Let's just say, this isn't my first time on Earth," The rabbit confessed, catching everyone by surprise.

"Wait...you've been on earth before?!" Ericha exclaimed loudly.

Jesselyn quickly elbowed her sister in the stomach. "You want to say that louder? I don't think the midget heard you."

"Yup, I, along with a couple of my pals and enemies, were playing a cameo in a film that you are familiar with," Bugs explained. The Hame's children stared at Bugs Bunny with a confused expression on their faces. "Here's a hint, it involves another rabbit named Roger."

The siblings discovered who he was referring to after hearing the name. "Wait...you mean "Who Framed Roger Rabbit?!" Ericha, Jesselyn, and Tristan whispered loudly in unison.

'You three suck at being quiet,' Irma, Garfield, Shaggy and Blaze thought in unison.

"Yup that's the one," Bugs answered.

"That...doesn't make any sense," Ericha blurted quietly, looking confused. "Wasn't it all created with animation CGI or something?"

"Somewhat, but that's just a cover-up for our secrets," Bugs explained, nibbling on a carrot.

"Cover-up?" Jesselyn questioned, sharing the same expression as her older sister. "Why do you need to keep your visit on earth a secret?"

"If we were to make ourselves known, fans, detractors, and scientists would be eager to learn about our existence." Bugs explained in a whisper. "Which means a lot of experiments that would require pointy needles, dangerous drugs and some disturbing tests."

"Like I hate pointy needles," Shaggy shivered in fear.

"Me too," Tristian agreed nervously.

"I see your point of view," Ericha nodded. She cringed recalling how frightening Justin Bieber fans can be on Facebook.

"I'm going to give it to you straight," Jirafo announced, deflecting attention back to the adult's conversation. "The footage we confiscated from the reporter from CTV wasn't sufficient to maintain the incident lowkey due to the whole scene being live. In other words, millions of people around the world watched the battle as well as that...odd interview."

"I-I see," Sheila replied, understanding a bit, whereas Geoff was still confused. The Hames siblings in the other room exchange nervous glances at each other.

"I have found a possible solution to the problem after further investigation at the school," Jirafo concluded as he was slowly chewing a lozenge that he popped into his mouth. He then had a stern and deadly glare.

"I came here to apprehend the menace that's dwelling under your roof."

His abrupt voice shift surprised Sheila and Geoff. Ericha, Jesselyn, Tristan and the cartoon characters cringe from his menacing tone.

"Based on his testimony, he was the first creature to step foot on earth. He's our primary suspect for directing his sister into our world so they could prepare for the invasion," Jirafo accused determinedly. "I wouldn't be shocked if the battle with the beast was only a ruse to garner our trust."

"That's not true!" Tristan whispered angrily.

"Tristan remembers, take deep breaths," Jesselyn said slowly.

"Yeah, the last thing we want is for you to go to jail for assaulting an FBI agent," Ericha conceded. She reacted calmly, but held her anger tightly in her fist. 'Why is he treating Blaze like a criminal?'

"I would much rather apprehend him immediately. However, I understand that your kids grow fond of the little scamp. So I'm giving you till twelve-thirty sharp to say your farewells," Jirafo declared as he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Twelve-thirty?" Jesselyn muttered quietly. "That's barely enough time."

"Also," Jirafo stopped inches towards the door. "I know for a fact that the kids will attempt to hatch a sneaky scheme to save the menace…" He rotates his head to deliver a deadly glare. "...Tell them that aiding a dangerous monster will result in severe consequences."

Hearing the statement makes the siblings anxious. They all looked at Blaze, who was staring at the FBI agent with a blank expression.

Sheila and Geoff just stared as Jirafo left the suite, closing the door on the way out. The two adults listen carefully as the FBI agent's footsteps become quieter every footstep. Once they heard the main door to the apartment closing, Sheila gave them a thumbs up signaling that it's safe to come out.

"I never knew someone with a smooth British accent could be such a jerk," Geoff confirmed sourly.

"As much as I agreed with you, honey, we may have no choice," Sheila sadly replied.

"But we can't just let him take Blaze away!" Jesselyn cried out. "Who knows what kind of unpleasant, horrible experiments the midget has scheduled for him and the others!"

"Like, I don't want anything sharp poking my body," Shaggy shivered.

"Me neither," Irma concurred, looking a bit nervous. "It's hard enough to hide my witch powers from my family back in my world."

"Is there anything we can do?" Tristan asked anxiously.

"No, I'm sorry, but…" Sheila stops herself, looking conflicted and sad.

Ericha gulped feeling like their options were limited. Either they turn Blaze and the other cartoons over to the FBI for testing, or they fight it labeling themselves as criminals.

"Um, I hate to interrupt this lovely family debate," Bugs Bunny's voice shattered the silence. "But eh, have any of you seen the oversized feline anywhere?"

Ericha looked around the room and discovered Garfield was not with them. "He's probably asleep in my b-."

TAPPITY TAP! KNOCK KNOCK!

"ZOINKS! HE'S BACK!" Shaggy screamed while he leaped into Irma's arms clinging to her, desperately.

"H-Hey~!" Irma blurted out, wondering why she caught him.

"No, I know that knocking pattern anywhere," Ericha beamed. She swiftly ran to the front door while Irma deliberately dumped the frightened teen onto the floor.

When Ericha opens the door, she is greeted by a panicked scarlet-haired girl.

"Ashely wha-" Ericha was about to ask, but was cut off when Ashely seized her shoulder and rapidly shook her.

"Ericha! Somethingoddjusthappenedinmroom!" Ashely rapidly announced.

"...Did anyone catch that?" Bugs blinked oddly. The others just respond with uncertain shrugs.

"Ashely, calm down and stop shaking me~!" Ericha pleaded, feeling dizzy. Ashely nodded and took slow breaths.

"Sorry," Ashely apologized, as she stopped shaking her. "So, I was just having my usual morning routine. You know, brushing my teeth, making my bed, feeding Remy."

"Remy?" Tristan clarified oddly.

"Hello, that's what I named Remoraid, Remy," Ashely answered annoyingly.

"Wait, you found him!?" Jesselyn exclaimed.

"Of course, I found him yesterday by the park. He was being attacked by those caspian gulls," Ashely answered as if it was nothing new. "Anyway, where was I...Oh yes! After breakfast I went into my closet to pick out my outfit, then all of a sudden two weird-looking cartoon creatures were lurking there, putting on my outfits! They then tried to gang up on me."

"...!" Ericha along with Tristan, Blaze and Jesselyn's eyes widened. "Were you hurt?"

"No, Remy blew them out of my room, before they could even touch me," Ashely responded.

"Can you describe them as best you can?" Blaze asked.

Ashely pondered a bit before speaking. "Well, one of them was tall and looked like a cross between a human and a rooster. The other was shorter and had a drill-like nose. Oh~! And it had treadmill wheels!"

"Well, that's just great," Tristan groaned. "We now have three cartoon characters on the loose."

"Wait...what do you mean three?" Ashely asked, confused.

"Ashley met Bugs Bunny, Irma Lair, and Shaggy," Jesselyn gestured to the three who waved back. Ashely's eyes widened in shock. "You guys meet Ashely, Ericha's obnoxious best friend."

"That's so cool~!" Ashely ignored Jesselyn and stared at the three with a sparkle in her eyes. "Irma from W.I.T.C.H, Shaggy from Scooby Doo and Bugs Bunny from LooneyToons! I wish I had my journal to get your autographs!"

"Autographs will have to wait there doc," Bugs replied.

"Long Ears is right," Irma agreed. "We're hunting for a walking pumpkin, chicken man, and a drill-like tank."

"That doesn't sound like a good idea to me," Sheila said concernedly. "The FBI and the police are still patrolling around this neighborhood. If they spot you guys…"

"Don't worry mom," Ericha assured her with a smile. "We'll find them and get them back here, before the midget or his men spots us."

"Yeah~! We'll make sure we don't go near the school," Tristan nodded.

"Time to put Operation Toon Catcher into action!" Ericha announced determinedly. Before anyone could stop her she bolted out of the room.

"...How long do you think she'll realize?" Jesselyn asked grinning.

"Until she gets outside," Tristan snickered.

"Doubt it, until somebody calls her out," Ashely answered.

Several seconds later, Ericha returned with her head lower, and her face bright red. "First...let me change out of my PJ's."


Ibuki: And we're at the bottom of the page~! With questions in our heads. Who are the two mystery people Ashely saw? Where did Garfield go? And will Touma ever win arm wrestling against Leone?

Touma: Why!? I don't want my arm to be broken again~!

Kenji: So Touma is throwing the towel in early?

Setsuna: Coward.

Touma: I would rather have my pride broken than to injure myself for no reason!

Leone: Come on, I'm not going to break your arm too badly.

Touma: That's not going to convince me.

Charlotte: Next Chapter: Hunting For Scraps.

Kenji: Whoever could challenge Leone better be a brute much stronger than her.

Mare: I can arm wrestle Leone. If I can use magic on m-myself.

Setsuna: If that were the case, she stands no chance. He'll snap her arm like a twig.

Leone: Thanks for the void of confidence.