“I suggest you start with your own dimension. Once I have gathered all of my stories and games, I’ll be able to point you to the correct dimensions to fix. However, until then, let’s just stick to what we know.”
“Sounds like a good idea,” Acid turned to the group testing the dimension hopper, and continued, “Now, you heard him. Let’s go.”
As soon as they got back, the pack rushed outside to find what had happened.
A few rabbits walked casually down the street, and a soft, cool breeze blew past. The trees were quietly swishing back and forth, and then all chaos broke out.
A dark figure rushed past, followed by a rather loud “STOP HIM!!!” a few seconds pause, and “ASTERISK BOMB SWORD EXCLAMATION MARK DOLLAR SIGN NUMBER AT!!!!!” Acid looked puzzled.
“Is it just me, or do I get a sudden sense of déj(-) vu? Oh, dear god no…”
“What?” Questioned Jack.
“I think the first crossover is from my first story, that I never did give a name to…”
“Jeeze, that IS scary!”
Later that night, there was a bit of a commotion over at Acid’s lab.
“What the - Who are you? Get out of my house!”
“Acid, having a bit of amnesia? It’s me.”
“Oh, no.”
“AGH, TWO ACIDS?!? I’M IN HELL!!!”
“I resent that…”
“I STILL WANT TO KNOW WHO YOU TWO LUNATICS ARE!!! AND WHY YOU’RE IN MY HOUSE!!!!!”
“Typical. Overuse of caps and exclamation points. Okay, I’m you, a while later. This is your brother, Electrik, a while later. I don’t think he’s in existence yet for you.”
“What the at number dollar?”
“Ugh, I way overused that joke before. And why the heck did you sleep in your own lab before?”
“What do you mean? This has always been my home!”
“Look, never mind. You’re dreaming or something. Go back to bed, everything will be normal in the morning.” Acid lied, trying to get himself and Electrik out of there.
The next day, Acid still got up, and although rather dejectedly, blew up his coffee maker again.
*BOOM*
"AAUUGH!!!"
He returned to his desk and sat down with an unceremonious flump. It was going to be another one of those days.
He worked through to lunch break, when he got up and walked out of the building. An intriguing piece of paper nailed to the wall caught his eye.
Calling all citizens of Carrotus!
A serious matter is at hand! A deadly threat has appeared
And we need men(penciled in here with lori's handwriting was: /women)
To fight and save Carrotus! Sign up now!
Phoenix Wing
Fawriel
Jack Flash
Electrik
Acid smiled. If his brother was joining up, why shouldn’t he? At the bottom of the list he penciled in his name.
“Wait a second. What about my dream last night?” Acid thought. “And what’s stranger; I don’t think I even had a brother yesterday… Ah well, who cares?”
He then continued his work, however a lot perkier than he was earlier. He even accidentally set off his coffee maker as he hurtled through the room.
On the day of the launch, Acid was a little behind schedule. First, the coffee maker blew up three times instead of one. Then on the way out of the office, he tripped over a stray wire. A lot of other things happened, making him very frayed and scorched by the time he got to the launch pad.
Acid signaled to the rest of the group to follow him. After pressing a small button behind his ear, he dodged behind the ship, and got in the back entrance. The rest of the group followed suit.
The ship set off towards Terminator’s station. It was a long trip, and the occupants took up little games to occupy themselves. Acid was running back and forth explaining to Jack Flash that it might be better to use a piece of scrap metal as target practice than the ship’s flight computer, telling Fawriel that The weapons cabinet (which was very heavy) didn’t need to be moved to the other side of the ship, and convincing Electrik that playing with the reactor core is NOT a good idea.
“Jesus, was I really that stupid?” Electrik asked.
“So wait, Fawriel can carry a 2-ton weapons cabinet?” asked Ducky. Fawriel was a green-furred weasel, with blue hair on his head, who did not tag along for the testing of the dimension hopper mark 2. He was pretty strong, but obviously not strong enough to carry the weapons cabinet.
“I shot the flight computer?” questioned Jack.
Suddenly, a dot appeared on the radar, then quickly disappeared. Everyone rushed over to the display screen. The dot did it again. It repeated this about 20 times, all in different spots. Then the ship went crazy. Alarms went off, the ship jerked back and forth, the weapon systems fired, the lights flashed on and off, Sending the crew into confusion. When it all stopped, the crew was Very beat up. They had landed on each other, accidentally kicked and scratched each other, and bonked heads a lot.
“…Ow…Why didn’t I install freakin’ seat belts?” Acid asked himself.
From the bridge, they could hear muffled voices.
“Phoenix, you drew blood!”
“Sorry, I’ll try to keep my claws retracted next time.”
“Ow, Fawriel, did you have to kick so hard?”
“I couldn’t see where I was going from the lights flashing on and off!”
“That was quite a shock, Electrik.”
“I can’t control my electricity. I’m sorry it zapped you.”
“Hey who’s that?”
They looked up. A translucent orange thing was standing over them, a smirk on his face.
“NOBODY?”
“I thought N0B0DY used zeros rather than Os,” Jack thought aloud.
He nodded.
“What are you doing here?”
NOBODY stopped smirking. “I’d like to ask the same question myself.”
“We’re on a mission! We need to destroy Terminator!”
“Never heard of him. But if you’re so desperate, I’ll make you a deal. I’ll let you and your ship go, but there is something I require.”
“What do you want?” growled Electrik. When he gets mad, the electricity starts flowing a lot more on his body, and He looked like a lightning rod that had just gotten hit.
“I do that?” asked Electrik, pointing at his light-bulb like counterpart.
“Not any more, I don’t think. I guess you used to, or something,” replied Acid.
“You might think you can please me with petty gems or pathetic weapons, but I require something more.” NOBODY said as he walked closer. “I need this.” He held up a globe. The picture was foggy at first, but then it cleared.
“Oh my gosh…” gasped Electrik.
“You need THAT?” shouted Acid.
“How are supposed to get THAT?” added Fawriel.
“It’s almost impossible, you know,” said Jack Flash.
“Do you need anything else or is that all we can do?” asked Phoenix wing.
“I need a human, and a human I will get from you! You have 4 months.” NOBODY snarled. “And if you don’t succeed, then you can say goodbye to Carrotus and all your petty little friends. Then he vanished.
Dear god, I used petty too much.
“You’re allowed to critique yourself, too?” questioned Acid.
Of course!
“Ah, okay.”
“I don’t see why a human is so hard to get.” Said Radium.
“I guess I was just an idiot.” Said Acid.
“Maybe we didn’t have all this wonderful technology back then?” inquired Ducky.
“Maybe, but then why do they have an ultralight ship?” Replied Acid.
“Good question.”
I never realised how fun pointing out your own plotholes could be...
