Video Game: Kingdom Hearts SOS: The Road To Light

While everything was going down between Goof Troop, Base sat on a bench some distance from the discussion. He'd been late leaving the portal and only just located his party after stopping for ice cream. Even though the business going down seemed serious, Base was just as serious about finishing his ice cream; he'd paid a fair amount of munny for it.

"Beuce, would you let me know if you guys need me?" he called over, nonchalant. It was also with a moutful of ice cream, so maybe his words weren't totally clear, but... eh. He'd had enough trouble tracking them down. This wasn't being lazy --- this was taking a well-deserved rest.

 

Having finished her healing massage, Ananta rubbed her hands together. They were tingly from the cure magic and she sort of liked that feeling. It reminded her of when she first started to use the magic. Of course, she's still not as good as others when it comes to casting other spells. She can't even cast them without yelling the name out. She can at least cast Cure due to her prolonged use and knowledge of it.

The cracking sounded pretty gross, so she shivered at the sound. "Interesting combination. Just don't overexert yourself, honestly. I'd hate for this to happen during a big battle where we weren't guaranteed a respite afterwards." she said, crossing her arms. Turning her head, she looked at Kross and wondered if he'd ever speak again.

 

No one...absolutely no one even considered his plans. He began to wonder why he even went with the group he had in the first place. They didn't even listen to him or talk it out. He sighed and shook his head in frustration. Okay, maybe it wasn't right for him to be in a bad mood but he had been on the sidelines for far too long and even the first time, the first few seconds he had said something useful. He was shot down for it. He could feel a pair of eyes on him and he turned up his honey amber gaze, meeting the sky blue eyes of Ananta. Even she..someone he could trust didn't trust him enough to side with him. He tore his gaze away and crossed his arms over his chest, glancing away. He didn't care, he would continue to find a way to save his master, these kids could go goof off if they wanted to.

 

"Whoa what happened here?" D'daear queried to the cool kids club as they approached the damsel in Distress.

"That monster it was... huge! And so hideous! He just stormed in and kept calling my name!" Minnie explained to Horace. Pluto suddenly darted past the gates, rushing to get inside the castle. The anthropomorphic horse looked in the kids direction, and pointed them out to Minnie.

Blue Eyes fell upon the dog up in the horizon, but soon was captivated by the large gates that stood before them. A thought raced through his mind while eyes ventured past the gates, and rested on the castle. As usual for D'daear, right hand tensed into a ball of emotion as heart fluctuated in rhythm. Breath became heavy for an instant, chin rising in order for the boy to better expand chest. There was a tense look in his expression, as if he had just seen a ghost that brought distress.

"O-Oh! I do wish I could give that tour I promised, but right now we have a big, BIG problem on our hands!"

After Horace explained the situation, the tall boy's focus averted to the floor. He simply gave a chalant nod, not even bothering with words. Body went on autopilot as it guided the tall boy towards the gates where he simply paused before them. Line of sight gazed through the bars, and onto the castle where Pluto had run off to; something clearly troubling him. However, for the time being he would have to cast hidden thoughts aside for their new objective.

D'daear stands by the gates, and waits for everyone.

 

"Hmm..why did I ever get these shoes? ..must've been on sale..my last pair were also black and white..are they even sneakers? the collar is long like a boot yet the front isn't ...though they do work for battles..but still I could've gotten them in a different co-"

". . . huge! And so Hideous! He just stormed in and kept calling my name!"

Minnie's cry snapped rain out of her thoughts and reminded her there was still work to be done. Horace was also there trying to comfort her and so was Pluto..until once again he left off running through the the castle doors. Who knows what sort of thing the dog was onto but it had to be the monster Minne was mentioning.

"Oh no... Mickey will never forgive me if I let anything happen to poor Pluto..." Minnie said in a worried tone.

"Don't worry your majesty I'm sure Pluto knows what he's up against to avoid trouble" she gave a smile hoping it would help calm her down a bit. Being the Kings dog, Pluto must know how to handle himself for times like these. Rain didn't pay attention to the rest of the conversation since she couldn't help but to think what they could be up against.

 

The next person to enter the lab behind the three birds was Kel. The rusted door had already fallen which wasn't a good sign for the condition of the lab. Venturing further in, Kel found some of the things that was in there very stereotypical of a mad doctor. "Well this place doesn't look like its been used in some time so I guess that's a good sign." Kel had said this as he looked at just how much dust was on one of the tables. With any luck there wouldn't be any crazed experiment trying to attack them.

"WAAAKK!"
"BIRD FOR DINNER! BIRD FOR DINNER!"

Oh lady luck, why must you forsake us so. Hearing Donald's cries of terror, Kel looked towards him and was just as surprised as he was. "What the heck? What happened to Mickey?" Comparing this Mickey to the one that they'd fought alongside in Country of Musketeer would lead to some very clear differences. This Mickey had gone full feral on them.

 

Glen was in full support of Karina. "Damn Karina, I didn't know you were into that. First you're trying to bone a mouse, then you're trying to beat him up. Kinky stuff, kinky stuff" he said with a slight laugh before summoning his keyblade. "Though, Noneya, I'm going to have to kick your ass anyway, rules and all" Glen stated with a particular gleam in his eye. I guess Karina wasn't the only one that liked to fight.

 

Raisor walked through the door to the mad house that the group was looking into when he heard a scream from Donald. After a second one of the birds shined his light in the direction of the noise and there was Donald with a very mean looking Mickey Mouse. Raisor wasn't sure what was up with him, but that mouse was not acting the same as the one they had just met. This one seemed a little more mean, and seemed almost maniacal. Crazy eyes, drool out of the mouth, running around on all fours; yeah, Raisor was going to make sure this Mickey didn't bite him, if there was anything contagious going on in that house.

"Well, we found Mickey. Who wants to be the brave soul that tries to talk to him?" Raisor looked at the group, ready to vote "not I".

 

"Kick his butt. Kick his butt. Kick his butt." Base chanted and beat his fists down on the bench a distance away, along with a few stomps to add to the rallying beat. "Cuz, buddy you're Buddy you're a boy make a big noise, Playin' in the street an awfully big for a mouse, I'd say, You got mud on yo' face, You big disgrace. Karina Kickin' your can all over the place, Singin'-" Oh. Shoot. He was done with the ice cream. It was probably time to join them.

Base dashed up to the company and readied his Keyblade in a flash of light. So many mysterious individuals in coats, and so diverse in species. Not to mention this one seemed more than a little desperate for Minnie's attention.

"So, wait, hold up. Where's your fedora? You know, with the whole 'I'm better for Minnie than the guy she's with' shtick you have going on. Because, from what I've learned, Minnie's not exactly on the market, Morty."

 

Steel merely shook his head: Primarily at Raisor's comment, though also at Kross. It seemed the boy still did not realize that his comment from way back when had been meant as a harmless joke. He would have to try reasoning with him later. For now they had bigger problems. "I'll do it." He volunteered as he stepped forward. "I kind of have experience with this sort of thing." He brought up his hand, which had remained a furry and clawed enigma ever since the battle of a thousand heartless.

"First off," he began to list. "...because of the fact that, if you haven't noticed by now, (and many of you don't seem to have) I'm kind of a genetic freak myself." He still wasn't going to uncover his face, but the hand should have been proof enough. "Secondly..." he continued as his cell appeared in his hands. "I myself live with a mad doctor... he hasn't stopped texting me for a while now." He paused to stare at the ... unique. .. messages he was getting from his comerade. "... It's sorta creeping me out..." he observed as he flipped his phone shut. "Anyway, I can't vouch for Mickey's comprehensive abilities at the moment, but I can at least try to communicate with him. If that doesn't work, I can probably put together the situation by comparing an in depth analysis of the labs setup with the implications of that little note. Experience, ya'know?" He turned to Panchito to finish.

"Third; though I'm not much for keeping time, I'm pretty good with rhymes." He gave a self satisfied nod before turning to Mickey to begin his communication attempt. After giving it a brief thought, he decided he should try a few different things in a row to see what worked.

To start, he cleared his throat and lowered it into a primal growl. However, rather than grunting incoherently, he formed words in the scratchy voice.
"Muas; whaun fyeh e malis?" After giving that a moment to sink in, he tried changing his voice into what sounded like a chorus of jungle animals, all hissing, screeching, chittering, and chirping at once. At the same time, a reddish-pink energy pulsed from deep within his body in a way that was supposed to be a signal. Though to his teamates it likely seemed threatening; especially when it amplified the sound of his heart beat to fill the room. Lastly, his one visible eye glowed an eerie shade of green and his voice came out like a deep, likely demonic sounding group of warped and echoing voices that formed only a single word. "Shauni?" He awaited the results.

 

D'daear was just as dumbfounded as Hikaru was. So Mickey was now in a large monster's body. Well, it can't be helped can it?

"What." the tall boy uttered along with Hikaru.

It was a nice change of pace, to just feel lost with stupidity. Pluto had proven them that this giant person was in fact the King that ruled over this Town and Castle. Who'da thunk something like this would happen. The great King Mickey Mouse. The key phrases rang in the boy's mind which allowed for him to come back to reality.

"Hold up, Black Hooded figure? Wha?" D'daear questioned.

He had seen a white Hooded figure, but now there was a BLACK hooded figure? Geez, what's next? Red Hooded Figures? Blue Hooded Figures? Hand placed itself over his forehead, feeling a bit confused by all of this. Blue irises looked up to the...new King Mickey, and narrowed eyes at him. Taking index and thumb and having their tips touching, he spoke.

"One does not simply switch bodies." he said, looking straight into the large mouses eyes. In all seriousness, though. "What'd the hooded figure do? Cast a magic spell on you or something?"

Questions, questions, questions.

 

After watching everything that had gone on, Max had then suggested they go to the castle after Mortimer, and Glen was in complete agreeance. He would have started running there and then as fast as he could, but he couldn't. After what Mortimer had done to Karina, Glen was in an uncontrollable fit of laughter. He was doubled over and laughing like a hyena. He held up a hand as Max called out. "Just....give me....a minute....oh my god this is just too funny" he said in between laughs. You could clearly hear he was out of breath and finding it hard to control himself.

After just a minute, he pulled it together and stood up. Wiping away a tear from his eye, he stopped and then looked at Karina. Big mistake. He was set off again, laughing again, but after a shorter amount of time now he managed to restrain himself "Okay, I think I'm done. But seriously Karina, that was ****ing hilarious. You should have seen your reaction, I wish I had a camera or something. In any case, I'm going to go catch a bad guy now" he said, before racing off in the direction Mortimer had gone, hopefully before Karina could exact her vengeance for Glen hardcore laughing at her.

 

Although Kaida had been relatively useless and hadn't done much of anything during this entire span of everything. She took a step forward and held Karina back and said, "Hey, okay, I accidentally encouraged you to kill him once, I am not gonna do it again. I think we've got other priorities and we should work on that now before tearing our own teammates apart." and since Kaida wasn't exactly strong she knew Karina could throw her away easily but it was the gesture and she said, "I'm sorry he ended up kissing you, but maybe the flirting tactic was not the best choice of attack?" she asked towards the group. "We should probably go and save Minnie."

 

Beuce looked at Karina beating up Glen disapprovingly. He let out an annoyed sigh and shook his head before walking over to her. "Karina, what the hell do you think you're doing?" He began. "You're doing it all wrong! You gotta swing with the punch! I'm missing an arm and i could beat him up better than that!" He said, mimicking the proper form of a punch. It was then that Kaida walked up and tried to talk them out of killing each other. "You can beat up Glen later. She's right. Actually he gave me booze. Try to leave him like...at least two teeth. maybe one and a half."

 

When Steel had attempted to communicate with Mickey (?), Kel had no idea what she was and he was certain that no one else understood what he was saying as well. There was a brief moment of silence before Mickey (?) saw some book. He then screamed, grabbed the book, and jumped out the window and ran to what was decided towards the princess. If they left this unchecked, then it would be a good thing. Two of the three Caballeros had the same idea and they forced Donald to follow behind them. "Come on, they won't be able to help him by themselves." Having said that he followed behind the three Caballeros to where Mickey had gone.

 

While everything else was going down, Steel just stood there and stared as if he still expected some form of answer from "Mickey." Donald panicked, the monster had run off with the book, Jose solved the mystery ("Brain switching was my second guess..." He had muttered.), and Kel had barely strung a sentence together before following the Caballeros out the door; leaving Steel somewhat ignored. The usual chaos... for Tuesdays that is. But this wasn't a Tuesday, this was a Monday; and that left Steel feeling extremely suspicious. He continued to stare at the same spot on the floor for what was probably half a minute before he was forced to resume participation via his ringing cellphone. He pulled it out and flipped it open to view his newly received text message.

He stared blankly for another half minute before he gave a small sigh.

"...Yeah, alright." He accepted flatly before he put the object away. He walked over to the door in a resigned manner. Shrugging, he consoled himself with the knowledge that, though all his attempts were failing, he was at least trying to contribute. He looked outside to see half the group running off in the presumed direction of Minnie before moving his gaze to his remaining teamates. He wasn't really sure what was more surprising: that Kel and the birds were still in sight or that the others had yet to run off after them. Remembering what had happened to Raisor and not knowing if he could deal with long range travel at the moment, he tried to offer his assistance.

"Anyone wanna lift?"

Steel presumably reached the castle... eventually... at some point... sort of... later... ish...