Tuesday, October 13, 2015

World of Disney 3 - Chapter One (w/ Commentary Notes from the Author, Sean Livingston)

Chapter One: Unbridled Opportunity

The “Star Wars” Universe – Many Eons Earlier

            “Look, I’m tellin’ you guys – really tellin’ you – I’m innocent! No, seriously! You’ve caught the real criminal, and she’s standing right over there!”

            Adrienne rolled her eyes in disgust from Chrissy selling her out to the Stormtroopers. The white-armored cannon fodder of the Empire escorted both women down the detention center corridor on board the Death Star. Apparently, they were not considered much of a threat, with only two Stormtroopers working as escorts. Neither of them clearly had any interest in listening to Chrissy – evident from their lack of response.

(Narrative Note: This scene picks up where the short story "Another Part of Me" leaves off. The story was written as a prelude to World of Disney 3, continuing the story of Chrissy Ryder and her "identity crisis" that began in the other prelude mini-story "Reflection of Another Life." Both stories were written a year apart on the "May the Fourth" holiday.)

            They finally stopped upon the door of one holding cell that one of the Troopers opened from the control panel to the right of the frame. Chrissy was shoved inside, while Adrienne remained outside with the Troopers. Chrissy made one final attempt to plead to them, but she was quickly shut off by the sealing of the cell door.

            She could not believe the trouble she was in due to the so-called “Guardian,” who claimed her intention to lead her to answers on her condition by a strange man named Yen Sid. Of course, in order for them to reach him, they must be captured by the Imperials – a plan Chrissy yet to see the real purpose in, even as she stood within the confines of a bleak, four-walled room of which she evidently did not have to herself.

            Standing across from her were two other women. One was a short, barefooted young blonde wearing a black sleeveless top and tight leather pants. The other was a slightly taller redhead in a green mini-skirted dress, a black leather jacket, black leggings, and black boots.

            The blonde sat lotus style on the only “bed” in the cell – a long, thick rectangular block protruding from the wall adjacent to the sealed door. Her eyes were shut, and she appeared to be in a meditative state. Of course, the most striking feature about her was the bareness of her feet. Chrissy glanced around to see if there were any signs of her footwear, only to discover there were not any. Did the Stormtroopers confiscate them? Did she have some sort of weapon concealed in them?

            Whereas the blonde appeared disinterested in Chrissy, the redhead carried a completely different attitude towards her. She approached with her right fist raised up to Chrissy and a warm smile on her attractive face. She was noticeably tall, slightly towering over her.

            “What up, sistah!” Her vernacular was strange – it was certainly not of any world she ever visited in her time as a Star Tours engineer. “Welcome to imprisonment! Name’s Penz!”

            “I’m Penz.” The blonde corrected her. “You’re Vanessa.”

(Biographical Note: "Penz" is based on/inspired by Lisa Penz, a talented artist who I met through Twitter. Impressed by her artwork, some of which recaptures the magic of many Disney animated classics of the past and present, I wanted to include Penz into the series, specifically with the hope of her character inspiring new artwork based on the World of Disney stories. Being the third "Lisa" I've featured after Lisa Marie Stevens in The Marvelous World: World of Disney 2 and Lisa Buohler in Tales of the Disneyverse, I opted to use her last name for her character, similar to how I handled "Buohler," to avoid confusion.)

            The tall redhead giggled in embarrassment. “Right. My bad. Still getting used to the name.”

            Chrissy gave a quizzical look to the middle-aged woman. “Still getting used to? Is it some type of alias? Are you hiding from the Empire?”

            “We are not hiding.” Penz retorted, not once reopening her eyes to directly address those she spoke to. “Our names are strictly confidential.”

            “O…kay?” Chrissy awkwardly acknowledged. “So how did you two get caught? Did you do it on purpose, too?”

            Vanessa was anticipated to share. “Actually we—”

            “It’s confidential.” Penz snapped.

            All of the energy seemed to have been sucked right out of Vanessa from the prohibition set by her young blonde companion. She sighed in disappointment. “What she said. Sorry. I guess she’s right. It’s a shame, too, because I love sharing things…especially with a fellow redhead.” She included that last part with a smile and an elbow nudge to Chrissy.

(Character Note: Vanessa is the ninth redheaded main character featured overall in the World of Disney series and the third in the reincarnations of Sean Thomas with "Marla" and "Anne-Marie." The others include Joanie and her reincarnations "Taryn" and "Terr Essa," her daughters Kimberly and Meagan, and Chrissy and her alternate selves from Marvel Mayhem, World of Disney 3, and The Disney Access.)

            Chrissy, on the other hand, was overwhelmed by Vanessa’s recognition of her one most notable physical trait.

            Seeing the surprise on Chrissy’s face, Vanessa asked with concern, “Did I say something wrong?”

            Chrissy shook her head, a smile manifesting on her face and a tear falling from her left eye. “No, no. It’s just…you’re the second person today to see my real face. I think I’m starting to become my old self again.”

(Character Note: Chrissy Ryder's story in the prelude mini-stories introduced a "condition" that develops an aura around her and thus creates an alternate identity that just happens to resemble Sean Thomas, the secondary protagonist of the series. With the exception of Thomas's reincarnations, Joanie's reincarnations, and magical figures born from Fantasia, she appears as "Sean Ryder" to most of the population of the Star Wars universe and has been forced to maintain the identity her whole life, at the cost of her daughters, Sierra and Sienna.)

            Although Vanessa was not quite sure what Chrissy meant by that, it intrigued her nonetheless. “Well, who else would you be if not yourself?”

            Chrissy opened her mouth, on the verge of sharing. But she stopped as soon as she caught sight of Penz, who – for the first time since she was thrown into the cell – opened her eyes, exposing their glittering blue hue, and gazed in her direction with interest. At the last second, Chrissy changed her mind and said with a sly grin, “Sorry. It’s confidential.”

            Vanessa immediately caught on and chuckled (with a snort) in amusement. “Oh, snap! She checked you, Penz!”

            Penz grinned, also amused by the zing. “I can tell we’re going to get along awesomely.”

            The atmosphere in that holding cell seemed to have livened pretty fast with the jesting among the three women, each of them sharing in a laugh. Unfortunately, as rapidly as the mood shifted positively, it had negatively with the sudden reopening of the cell door.

            A pair of Stormtroopers, possibly the same ones that escorted Chrissy, carried a bloodied, battered Adrienne in the corridor. Large blood stains partially ran over the collar of her blue silk sweater, as well as her bare, pale shoulders. The ruin looked like it was caused by someone who slit her throat, yet there were no gaping wounds on her neck. Her face, however, displayed deep cuts and bruises over her left eye, the right corner of her lip, and left cheek.

            Her legs were immobile, allowing her feet to drag loudly across the grated floor. Once the Troopers were at the threshold of the holding cell, they crudely hurled her limp, nearly-broken body right inside the cell. She hit the cold, hard floor face-first with a sickening thud at the feet of Chrissy and Vanessa, the latter of whom gasped at the sight of her.

(Authorial Note: For the imagery of a battered Adrienne tossed into the holding cell, I was inspired by a similar case with Han Solo in Cloud City, following his own torture from the Imperials. I even considered incorporating the line "I feel terrible" into her dialogue.)

            It was enough to bring out a fury in the tall redhead, verbally unleashing it on the visiting Troopers: “Damn you slimy buttholes! You’re gonna get yours! Just wait and see!”

            Neither of the Stormtroopers listened on their departure from the cell. Soon, all that Vanessa cursed was the door, which slid shut once again. She was only left with the task of helping Adrienne up, an act that Adrienne herself made a weak attempt in, only with little success.

            When she detected Vanessa’s helping hands coming near her, she furiously demanded, “Don’t touch me!” Blood oozed from her mouth and created a small puddle on the floor. Vanessa hesitantly complied with her request, forced to watch along with Chrissy and Penz as Adrienne slowly and pitifully peeled herself off the floor. She favored the left side of her torso, showing signs of broken ribs. She only managed to get up halfway before falling again, her body smacking against the wall; she opted to let herself slump there.

            Even though Chrissy felt for the battered woman, she could not ignore the fact that she got herself in this mess. “How’s your plan working out so far?” She did not hold back on the sarcasm.

            Adrienne glared at her with the one good eye she had at the moment. “Watch yourself, girl,” she groggily cautioned. “Don’t think I can’t still kick your butt.” Once she had a second to catch her breath, she continued: “The Empire’s taken some great interest in me, because of what I know of their new discovery. They tried to kill me several times by several methods, including beheading me.”

            “Beheading?” Chrissy exclaimed, finding that one bit of detail hard to believe. “But…your head’s still perfectly attached!”

            Pointing to her head with a shaky, broken finger, Adrienne said, “This is a new one I grew. My old one’s somewhere on this space station, decomposing, I’ll bet.”

(Narrative Note: This story pushes the boundaries of the Guardian's immortality, which has been a case featured in previous stories such as Marvel Mayhem and The Marvelous World: World of Disney 2. It is ultimately revealed here that virtually nothing can kill the Guardian, unless it is born of the same magic that created her.)

            Chrissy was alarmed and repulsed all at once by this new information she learned of the woman. She had seen a variety of species in the galaxy gathered together in her time at the Star Tours spaceport, each of which possessed different traits absolute to their race. Adrienne’s was one she just could not fathom.

            “What matter of being are you to regrow limbs like a Trandoshan?”

(Star Wars Note: Trandoshans are large, bipedal reptilian humanoids from the planet of Trandosha - or "Dosha," for short. They have sensitive eyes that can see into infrared range and the ability to regenerate limbs, albeit slowly, and were anatomically built heavier and stronger than most humanoids, including humans. One notable Trandoshan named "Bossk" can be seen in The Empire Strikes Back as one of the bounty hunters enlisted by Darth Vader to hunt down Han Solo, Chewbacca, and the Millennium Falcon.)

            Adrienne weakly simpered. “My regenerative qualities aren’t what you should be focusing on, Ryder. In case you’ve forgotten from our first meeting at that bar, the Empire’s in possession of the second-most dangerous thing in the galaxy.”

            “What’s the first?” Vanessa queried.

            Glaring up at her, Adrienne sneered, “Take a wild guess.”

            Chrissy figured right away what she alluded to, and it brought an eerie chill over her body. “What in the name of the Force does the Empire have that could be as dangerous as their Death Star?”

            Adrienne’s response was grim: “Something that’ll destroy countless worlds outside of this one.”

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            “What kind of creature can do what that one did? It is inhuman!”

            Wilhuff Tarkin was visibly shaken, entering the Death Star conference room. The unnatural scene he witnessed during the grueling torture session they put their newest prisoner – a female Jedi that possessed remarkable immortality – placed a sense of fear in the typically fearless Grand Moff. All he could have done to calm his nerves was to sit at the far end of the conference table, pour a glass of water, and take sips in between slow, deep breaths.

(Pop Culture Note: In Star Wars: A New Hope, Moff Tarkin is portrayed by Peter Cushing, who is known for his past in horror films such as Frankenstein and Dracula. He has also played the titular character Doctor Who, a franchise that has had a major inspiration on the World of Disney series, in two feature films - Dr. Who and the Daleks and Daleks - Invasion Earth: 2150 A.D.)

            It did not help much to see Darth Vader, who joined him in the room, appear so passive while standing near him. He watched the same eerie scene but did not seem fazed whatsoever. Could he really have been hiding his reaction behind that black metal mask? Or was he simply that much undaunted?

            His next words gave some insight to his real feelings on the matter: “Her regenerative power could be result of her connection to the Sphere.” He then briskly added, “To destroy her would mean destroying it – and the Emperor would not be pleased to lose his new find.”

            “You’re right.” Tarkin acknowledged in the Sith Lord’s foresight. He took one last sip of water and suggested, “A thorough inspection of that orbital machine must be processed. We have to see where the connection between it and the Jedi is.”

            “I will lead the inspection in hope of appeasing the Emperor’s interest. If there is something inside that sphere worth reporting, then he will surely be the first to know.”

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            Having an Imperial shuttle prepped for him and a small inspecting team of Stormtroopers, Vader departed from the Death Star space station moments after he and Tarkin authorized the inspection. The flight was fairly short, with the Sphere orbiting within close proximity of the Death Star; the tractor beam kept it from floating into the far reaches of space.

            It was the first time since the Empire discovered the mysterious geodesic machine that anyone dared to step inside of it. There was a great deal of undiscovered information. Imperial scientists, technicians, and engineers worked feverishly to determine its point of origin and functionality, yet there was not much that could be found from outside. Vader was the only one bold enough to lead in the expedition. The Stormtroopers accompanying him varied on levels of anxiety, from high to low, uncertain of what awaited them inside the spherical machine.

(Narrative Note: This is the second time that the Sphere has been the subject of examination in the ownership of those who discovered it. Previously, in The Marvelous World: World of Disney 2, S.H.I.E.L.D. investigated the Sphere in a similar manner to the Empire with Iron Man, another armor-clad character, leading the inspection. Depending the way you look at S.H.I.E.L.D. with its Hydra sleeper agents at the time of their discovery of the Sphere, the two organizations have different means of tapping into its power.)

            The shuttle docked within an opening near the top of the Sphere’s structure that was noticed during its discovery and enlarged to accommodate for shuttle landings – this one being the first.

(Narrative Note: This opening was made by Iron Man in The Marvelous World with the laser-cutting feature of his armor.)

            Once inside of the Sphere, Vader and the Troopers passed through multiple corridors. The journey was long and tedious, close to an hour of winding around corners that led to nothing. Vader’s patience wore thin, while the Stormtroopers’ tension eased, relieved to find nothing out of the ordinary. That was until they crossed a large chrome-plated steel door that should have parted open automatically for them. Unfortunately for Vader, there was not any power running to allow him and his team through.

            Of course, he only needed one true power from himself – the Force.

            Reaching out with one gloved hand towards the door and channeling the dark side of the Force, he managed to part it completely open. They moved into an enormous area that literally sparked with energy. It was shaped in the same manner of the geodesic structure containing it; its walls corresponding with the exterior. In the very center of the room was a large mechanism consisted of a glass cylinder that held a spinning, floating mini version of the Sphere, glowing in a mixture of gold and rainbow colors – colors that Vader had seen before…when the corpse of the female Jedi regenerated.

            It was clear to the Sith Lord that the mechanism was the Sphere’s core generator. Somehow, it was the only portion of the structure that continued running without power – presumably because it was the power source.

(Narrative Note: This generator room has been seen multiple times during the series, the first being during Brandy Thomas's discovery of it prior to the final confrontation between Joanie and the Evil Queen in World of Disney. It was also where the final confrontation between Sheryl and Doctor Facilier happened in The Marvelous World: World of Disney 2.)

            Vader spotted a control panel across a walkway that led straight to it. He turned to the Troopers, pointing to the control panel, and ordered them, “Look into the computer system and find the point of origin.” Although he refused to admit it, Vader had no idea what he just ordered his men to do. Did this machine even have a computer? It should, he thought. What machine does not have a computer?

            The Troopers obliged to the Sith Lord’s command and moved down the walkway while Vader remained near the entrance. Heading cautiously closer to the generator, the anxiety levels of the Stormtroopers rose equally among them. Each one breathed heavily beneath the helmet, their eyes darting rapidly between the control panel and the mini-sphere spinning and floating in the large glass cylinder. It seemed to increase in its speed as the Troopers grew closer.

            When the Stormtroopers finally reached the panel, the complexity of the control scheme became apparent to them. Quietly, they assessed their dilemma:

            “Oh, no.”

            “This looks impossible to figure out.”

            “Yeah. Who doesn’t put labels on a control panel?”

            “What should we do?”

            “Something and something real fast. Lord Vader’s waiting on us.”

            “What if we pressed this button?”

            “No!”

            “Why not?”

            “I have a bad feeling about that one.”

            “Then let’s try this switch – unless you have a bad feeling about it also.”

(Star Wars Note: This is the only moment in the entire story where variations of the well-known phrase, "I have a bad feeling about this," are uttered. The phrase is something of a running gag in the Star Wars films, stated at least once, with the exception of A New Hope and Return of the Jedi, in which it is said twice.)

            “Be my guest. We certainly don’t wanna seem inept in the eyes of Lord Vader.”

            With only slight hesitation, the Stormtrooper flipped the unlabeled switch, believing it to be what turned the questionably-existent computer on.

            A loud whirring noise emitted around the room.

            Vader doubled over in pain from the deafening noise, which managed to pierce its way through his helmet.

            Then…it stopped. All that remained was his labored, mechanical breathing.

            His long-ravaged eyes looked up from beneath his helmet and through the optical lens. The HUD display built in them notified him of a new environment he was in, despite his awareness of the fact as he gazed all around. No longer standing in the Sphere’s generator room, Vader found himself inside of a dark cavern. The infrared in the lenses of his helmet provided vision necessary to move within the cavern until he identified the possible exit. Vader rushed for it, desiring to know what planet he somehow transported to.

(Star Wars Note: The details inside Vader's helmet were revealed in Star Wars - Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. The eye lens acted as optic filters, allowing for Vader to expand the limits of human vision by detecting infrared and ultraviolet wavelengths, while also blocking out excess light, due to the inability to repair his damaged retinas. The lens, likewise, came equipped with secondary eye-shields that activate within 5 milliseconds and automatically slide over the optic blisters to prevent blindness when approaching intense light.)

            What he anticipated to find answers in, Vader only found more questions. He emerged onto a black, rocky mountain region. Dark grey clouds loomed overhead, giving off quite a brooding atmosphere; it felt familiar to him.

            Mustafar.

            The volcanic planet where he spent his final moments with what was left of his body before incurably damaged at the hands of Obi-Wan Kenobi.

(Star Wars Note: This conflict between master and apprentice - the first of which before they dueled again in A New Hope - happened in the climax to Revenge of the Sith.)

            No. This was not Mustafar.

            The memory of the planet was engraved in Vader’s mind. Every detail of the lava-consumed landscape and the sky darkened by ash and smoke.

            This world was somewhat different. The sky was black, but not by ash and smoke. No lava flowed through the rocky region. And then there was that massive, sinister presence he felt, as if the Force warned him of impending danger.

            His feelings proved correct once he felt the ground beneath him violently quake, knocking him off balance. He soon noticed how the peak of the mountain moved, manifesting into a dark, winged beast of immeasurable size with glowing yellow eyes. Its towering form immensely dwarfed Vader’s. He studied the demonic creature with much fascination, noting not only its wings, but its horns as well.

(Authorial Note: This is Chernabog's only known appearance so far in the series. I last wrote him as the main antagonist in the third story of my Disney Ghostbusters series and since been cautious in writing him as one again in World of Disney. This scene with him and his home, Bald Mountain, take place on Fantasia, following the idea of all the animated segments from the Disney film inhabiting the world that it is based on.)

            He then realized that the creature noticed him, wickedly smiling in his direction. Now alarmed, Vader drew his lightsaber, standing in defense of the colossal creature as it reached out for him, its massive, clawed hand shadowing the Sith Lord.

            Vader mightily swung his saber.

            The terrified shriek of a human being erupted, alerting Vader to the realization that he was no longer at the mercy of the giant, winged demon. He returned to the generator room. His team of Stormtroopers stood before him – one of them decapitated by his lightsaber.

            The remaining Troopers kept their distance from the Sith Lord, distressed from his sudden lashing out.

            “What…happened?” The electronic augmentation of his voice did not do the genuine surprise of his tone much justice.

            Only one of the Stormtroopers was brave enough to respond: “You’d disappeared, L-Lord Vader. You v-vanished right out of our sight for a long time.”

            From beneath his helmet, Vader smiled with immeasurable satisfaction.

            Finally, he began to understand the prime functionality of this mechanical wonder.

(UP NEXT: The Spark of Rebellion!)

Monday, October 12, 2015

World of Disney 3 - Prologue (w/ Commentary Notes from the Author, Sean Livingston)

Prologue: A Long Time Ago…

Muppet Theater – 1982

Oh, I’m never gonna be the same again,
Now I’ve seen the way it’s got to end,
Sweet dream, sweet dream.
Strange Magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, it’s a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.

(Editorial Note: World of Disney 3 was first published on FanFiction.net on December 12, 2014. The story was still in production during the time Marvel Mayhem was, which challenged the pacing of both stories, since WOD3 was written in mind of succeeding the events of Mayhem and featured characters from the spin-off tale. WOD3 also continued the trend set by The Marvelous World: World of Disney 2 of centering its plot around the setting and characters of a Disney-owned property, in this case Star Wars.)

(Pop Culture Note: The opening lyrics are from the 1975 song "Strange Magic" by the Electric Light Orchestra, off their Face the Music album, released in February of 1976 in the U.S. This song was chosen to establish a connection with lead heroine Joanie Navarro-Thomas, who - at this point in her life as Guardian of the Disneyverse - become full-fledged in her abilities. It also follows a theme of using classic songs from the 70s to establish the retro setting, as done in the first World of Disney story.)

            Not even the soothing tune of the Electric Light Orchestra could bring ease to Tomas’s unsteady card-playing hand. He accepted the invite to a Friday night game from his mother-in-law, Diana Navarro. Kermit, Fozzie, Gonzo, Scooter, Bunsen, Beaker, Animal, and Rizzo joined in. All of them sat around a makeshift poker table on an empty stage with the Boombox nearby to play all the tunes from KMUP Radio, the hottest station in the Los Angeles area.

(Narrative Note: In World of Disney, KMUP is the television station where Sean Thomas and his sisters - Kimberly, Ciciley, and Meagan - work in New York City. 28 years before then, it was the city's #1 radio station. All this, of course, is exclusive to WOD's universe.)

            Bunsen and Beaker had been winning every hand in the game, upsetting the other players and arousing suspicion in them.

            Kermit was the only courageous one to confront them on the matter: “Hey, uh, you guys wouldn’t happen to be using any ‘technical help,’ would you? You are the smartest people at the table.”

            “Call it like it is, Kermit!” Rizzo angrily exclaimed. “Dese two are cheatin’! Dey’re usin’ some of dat new tech dey’ve got runnin’ around down dere in deir lab!”

(Character Note: This is Rizzo's first "pre-World of Disney" appearance in the series, having already appeared in the first installment as one of the Muppets from 2010. His inclusion to the past day events was meant to evoke a sense of familiarity from the readers' perspective and newness from his.)

            Bunsen and Beaker simultaneously gasped over the rat’s accusation.

            “Beaker and I one hundred percent assure you all that we are using neither brains nor tech.” Beaker meeped in support of Bunsen’s claim. “We’re simply blessed by Lady Luck.”

            “Oh, baloney.” Rizzo muttered.

            Diana refrained from busting with laughter over their behavior, biting her lower lip. Her eyes shifted over to Tomas, who sat to her left at the table, and she could see how stressed the young man was by his grimacing face and shaky hands. She hoped the card game would be somewhat of a reliever for him, which was the reason why she invited him to play.

(Character Note: World of Disney 3 marks Tomas's first physical appearance in the series, after mentioned only by name in previous installments. Out of all the World of Disney characters, he is the only one entirely fictional and not based on any franchise characters or those based on/inspired by real people - although his physical description is meant to mirror my character's, Sean Thomas.)

            He turned to her and asked, “Where has Joanie been these last fourteen hours?” His African accent was as thick as Joanie always described, being one of the many traits she loved him for.

            Diana smiled. “Where else would she be?”

            Tomas nodded understandingly, catching on to what she alluded to. “I must profess the moment I discovered my wife’s secret life that things would be more fun. Unfortunately, as of late, it seems she has spent less time with me…on purpose.”

            “Tomas, why on earth would you think Joanie would deliberately try to avoid you?” Diana questioned. “She’s always been crazy about you, ever since you two met in Africa, five years ago.”

            “I know it does not make sense. I am still trying to comprehend it myself. But I just believe she is hiding something from me. I do not want to think the worse, but…could she be…?”

(Authorial Note: To differentiate Tomas's speech patterns from everyone else and accentuate his African voice, I refrained from allowing him to use many contractions like "doesn't" or "don't." Realistically, someone born from Africa like him, accustomed to the Swahili language, would speak English - a secondary language - with as much fluency as possible.)

            Diana slammed her cards down on the table, inadvertently interrupting the heated debate among the Muppets and directing their attention to her and Tomas. She pointed a stern finger to the young man and said, “Now you listen to me. My daughter loves one man and one man only – and that’s you. Why else would she trust you with all that she told you about our little adventure in 1977? Who else other than you would she share that with? She wouldn’t have told you, unless she knew for a fact she would spend the rest of her life with you.”

            Tomas nodded. He appeared only slightly assured, refocusing on the card game. The Muppets also rejoined, ceasing their bickering.

            Seeing the uncertainty still in Tomas’s demeanor, Diana sighed in desperation. She was genuinely worried for her son-in-law. She internally questioned herself what her daughter was up to for such a lengthy period of time. To hurt Tomas like this only made Diana incredibly disappointed in her.

            “I’m here!

            The singsong announcement came from stage right, which was where a young, attractive blonde with a Farah Fawcett-style hairdo – donned in a tight peach-colored Studio 54 t-shirt, bellbottom blue jeans, and sandals – made her entrance.

            Most everyone at the table greeted the blonde in a drone manner: “Hello, Ashley.”

(Biographical Note: "Ashley" is based on/inspired by Ashley Rowlett Sjelin, a Disney super fan I met on Facebook who also works as a character performer for True Enchantment Entertainment, along with Jennifer Kristine Chong, the inspiration for the reincarnation of Sean Thomas known as "Ellison" in the series. She was originally intended to be written as another reincarnation of Sean Thomas that carried the personality of a pirate, until the character was scrapped in favor of introducing Genevieve Marie Nylen's "Genevieve" character as a reincarnation.)

            She approached the poker players, particularly Diana, with her oversized pink handbag. She bent over and wrapped her arms around Diana’s neck from behind, delivering the warmest of rear hugs. Diana turned her head slightly and gave her niece a kiss on the cheek; she was presumably the only one who expressed any happiness in seeing her.

            “How was shopping with Miss Piggy, sweetie?” Diana asked.

            Ashley carried a look of disgust. “I swear. That pig is one serious diva. I couldn’t get her to make up her mind on anything in that store.” She snickered and added, “Not that anything would fit her.”

(Character Note: Piggy was planned to be featured in this story, right alongside her human equivalent in Ashley. I decided against involving her when I ultimately chose to focus less on the Muppetverse characters for this installment. Not once as her character physically appeared in the series since it began in 2010; she has only been mentioned in dialogue.)

            “Yeah, just don’t let Piggy hear you say that.” Kermit cautioned.

            “Oh, lighten up, Kermit.” Ashley remarked. “She’s not gonna be here for the next couple of weeks, which gives me leeway to say whatever I want about the hog.” Her sparkling blue eyes moved from the frog to the handsome African prince in the purple muscle shirt, black jeans, and boots. “Why, hello there, Tomas.” There was a great deal of seductiveness in her address. “Didn’t see ya there.”

            Tomas barely acknowledged her, his mind elsewhere. “Y-Yes. Hello, Ashley.”

            She left Diana’s side and switched over to Tomas. Her hips swung alluringly as she walked right up from behind him and proceeded in massaging his broad, toned dark brown shoulders – her delicate pinkish hands a stark contrast to them.

(Character Note: Other than being another cousin in the family, Ashley has no blood relation to Tracy, the literal first cousin of Joanie Navarro, introduced in World of Disney. Ashley and Diana are in fact first cousins once removed, making Joanie and Ashley second cousins.)

            The action did not go unnoticed by the others, who looked away from their cards and to Ashley’s hands on Tomas’s shoulders. It was obvious, ever since Ashley started living at the theater, how much of a crush she had on Tomas, despite the fact that he was a married man.

            “Ooh, Tomas.” The tone in her voice increased in its seductiveness. “You’re awfully so tense. Something wrong?”

            Ashley’s massaging, although welcoming, felt like more of a weight on his shoulders. “I am fine. Thank you for asking.”

            “It’s no prob. I just hate to know that such a strong guy like you is feeling so weak.” Her hands moved much further down, touching his toned pectorals that popped through his shirt.

(Authorial Note: Aiming toward the first T-rating for a story under the World of Disney title, I didn't hold back on pushing the boundaries in suggestive scenes like this. Truthfully, this story earned its FanFiction.net rating through the heavy violent content that will be depicted in later chapters.)

            And that was where Diana drew the line: “Ashley. Behave yourself.”

            Ashley glanced at her aunt, noting the strict look in her face. It was enough to urge her in taking her hands off of Tomas, who felt comfortable once again.

            “So where is my lil’ cousin anyway?” She coldly inquired.

            It was almost too quiet at the table before Kermit answered, “She’s still out.”

            Ashley mockingly snickered. “Typical. She’s never around when anyone needs her to be.” She gestured to Tomas with disgust. “And to leave her poor husband all alone here, worried to death about her, waiting to know when she’ll be back… or if she’ll ever come back?”

            Tomas squirmed in his chair, his discomfort returning.

            Seeing the affect Ashley’s words had on him, Diana firmly told her niece, “That’s enough, Ashley!”

            “Oh, Auntie, I’m just only looking out for Tomas.” She wrapped her arms around him, resting her chin on his head and letting the curls from his slightly puffed black hair tickle her skin. “Tomas, honey? If you need anything, I’ll be there for you.”

            It became too much for him to bear. Growing increasingly agitated, he set his cards down, pulled himself away from Ashley, and stood up. “Excuse me,” he said in a whisper, making his departure from the poker table and through stage right. His head hung low, clearly reflecting his despondent attitude.

            Watching him leave in such a huff, Ashley felt a bit guilty. The poor guy really was hurting, she realized.

            “Ashley!” Diana angrily exclaimed, directing her niece’s attention back on her. “What the devil has gotten into you? Speaking that way to Tomas! Couldn’t you see he was scared?”

            “Look, I’m sorry, Auntie. Really, I am.” Ashley admitted. “But half of what I said was the truth. Where does Joanie go? I don’t ever see her half of the day. And most nights when I do, she’s either in bed or still out of the theater.”

(Authorial Note: The reality of Joanie's in-and-outs between her home realm and the Disneyverse was something I looked forward in exploring in her personal narrative. Only hints of it are seen here in World of Disney 3, but subsequent installments, such as Tales from the Battlefront, will dig deeper in the pathos of her and the characters connected to her.)

            “Yeah, I’ve gotta admit myself that somethin’s pretty fishy about dat girl.” Rizzo acknowledged Ashley’s sentiments. “Like, dis one time, she’d promised tah help but didn’t even show up!”

            “What did she promise to help you with?” Scooter asked.

            “Only dah most important thing in my whole life: raiding the mousetraps.” The rat’s response was met with collective groans. “Hey, rat’s gotta eat, amirite?”

            “Seriously, Aunt Dye,” Ashley said, “where is she?”

            Diana shared an awkward glance with the other Muppets; all of them knew the truth. Rizzo would have known himself, if the version of him that went through their adventure back in 1977 were not from 2010. This Rizzo, who only just recently moved into the theater with his family, was just as much in the dark as Ashley.

            Enough silence passed to arouse even more suspicion between him and Ashley. Realizing this, Gonzo blurted out, “She’s taking skydiving lessons!”

            It clearly was not the cover-up they needed, determining from the way in which Diana, Kermit, Fozzie, Scooter, Bunsen, and Beaker all rested their faces upon their palms in aggravation.

            Ashley’s hands irately went to her hips, her pink handbag sliding down her arm and dangling on her wrist. “Fine. Don’t tell us. One way or another, we’re gonna get to the bottom of this mystery.”

            “Yeah. Dah both of us.” Rizzo shared in her declaration, standing uncomfortably close to her hip, practically clinging himself to it. “Ain’t dat right, light-of-my-life?”

            Ashley revoltingly stared down at the rat. “Get…off…of me.”

            Rizzo was quick to please the woman. “Sure thing, cheesecake.”

(Character Note: It is only in this story Rizzo, who normally picks up on women of his own species in most Muppet media - such as Yolanda Rat, shows an interest in a human female.)

            “Ashley, honestly, everything’s fine.” Diana calmly assured. “It’s nothing worth turning into an episode of The Rockford Files. Joanie is just a very busy woman, that’s all.”

(Pop Culture Note: The Rockford Files is a crime drama series that aired on the NBC network from 1974 to 1980, going into syndication ever since. It starred the late James Garner as Jim Rockford, a private investigator in Los Angeles who works cold cases, missing persons investigations, and low-budget insurance scams. It is a favorite show of Diana's, mostly because of her secret crush on James Garner.)

            Unfortunately, her niece persisted to be unconvinced.

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            Ashley’s words cut like a knife to Tomas’s confidence. He feverishly paced around the backstage area for a few minutes before deciding to sit down on the foot of the staircase to the upstairs dressing rooms. The thought of Joanie being somewhere in that “Disneyverse,” as she called it, and presumably in one world with a handsome prince…it tied his stomach in knots. He did not want to think that way; he knew Diana was right about the way Joanie felt about him. Yet there was still that nasty, lingering sensation – undoubtedly influenced by Ashley.

            Suddenly, the stage door nearby flew open, letting the chilly night air circulate into the warm interior. A figure hastily emerged from outside and shut the door behind it. Tomas immediately stood up once he saw that this visitor had blue hair – Joanie’s color. Sure enough, it was his wife. She looked completely disheveled with her long blue hair ruffled, her red robe tattered, and her sorcerer hat covered in dirt and grime. She was out of breath, her focus on the old, creaky floorboards beneath her. It was evident that she was involved in some sort of hard labor or altercation but otherwise unscathed.

(Character Note: Joanie's takes on a blue-colored hairdo in this story, continuing her special ability for altering her hair color, which was featured in the epilogue of World of Disney. It mirrors the real-life Joanie's knack for frequently taking on various colorful hairstyles.)

            “Joanie!” Tomas caught her attention the moment he excitedly shouted her name.

            Once she caught sight of him, she instantly rushed towards him and gave one of the warmest, tightest hugs he ever received. “Oh, man! Please tell me that I haven’t been gone for over a month!”

            “Just fourteen hours, darling.” She was cold to the touch and carried the scent of smoke in her clothes and hair. “Where have you been? And what has happened to you?”

            Joanie disengaged their embrace and stared long and hard at her husband’s loving, gorgeous face. It was certainly a sight for sore eyes, especially for a woman away from home as long as she had been. Without notice, she locked her lips with his, kissing him in a way that was so passionate; he could certainly tell she went through much.

(Narrative Note: This prologue for World of Disney 3 reflects a similar narrative method shown in World of Disney's prologue, in which we flash-forward ahead of events and begin at a point that gives subtle clues for what we can expect to be led up to. The only difference here is in the perspective of characters outside the main story, sharing in the undoubted confusion of readers as to what is happening.)

            It reached a point where he could barely breathe and forced himself away. “Joanie! What is the matter?”

            She took a moment to catch her own breath. “I’m sorry. It’s just—”

            The second she began to explain herself, another figure emerged through the stage door; this one being a tall, attractive redhead in a green mini-skirted dress, a black leather jacket, black leggings, and black boots. “Sorry, but I cannot stay out there for another minute. I may not be able to freeze as quickly as the average person anymore, but I know just when I am freezing my butt off,” she said upon entering. She had a very powerful voice that was as charismatic as her appearance.

            Tomas stared quizzically at the redhead, who smiled back at him as she tried to warm up her hands. “Joanie, who is this?”

            The redhead approached him, staring at his face with great interest. “Oh, dude. This is so tight. I’ve never seen you so young.” She nodded to Joanie and added, “She was right. We do look a lot alike. Almost like looking into a mirror.”

            Her words greatly confused Tomas. He glanced up and down at her. She was the total opposite of him – Caucasian, older (presumably in her mid-forties), blue-eyed, and (most notable of all) female. The only real similarity between them was that she stood close to his height of six-foot, two-inches; his nose at level with her forehead. Other than that, he had no clue what she meant.

            Joanie struggled with an explanation in the identity of her redheaded companion, especially after what she told Tomas: “I-It’s difficult to explain, babe. S-She’s…”

            “There you are, lil’ twerp!”

            She looked to the source of the interruption and found her least-favorite person in the world, her second cousin, entering the room with her mother and the Muppets. No doubt they all heard the commotion from the stage area and checked to see what was up.

            “Oh, brother.” Joanie muttered in annoyance. It was less than pleasing for her to see Ashley, especially now of all times. “Look, Ashley. I really don’t have time for your foolishness right now.”

            Ashley snickered. “You don’t seem to have time for much of anything these days.” She took notice in her blue-haired cousin’s disheveled and even more baffling appearance. “The blue hair was horrid enough – now you’re going with a homeless wizard?”

            Joanie’s redheaded companion shook her head over Ashley and her remarks. “You always were the biggest loudmouth of the family. Was there ever a time when you showed my mother the respect she deserved?”

            Ashley gazed sharply at the woman. “Who are you to talk to me like—” She stopped cold once she realized the way in which the redhead referred to Joanie. “Your mother?”

            That one word stuck out like a sore thumb to everyone else – except Joanie.

            “Your mother?” The others repeated in the same register of confusion.

            Joanie hid her face behind her left hand in embarrassment and exasperation.

            “Joanie, you’re supposed to have only four children, three girls and a boy.” Scooter indicated from his memory of the incident from 1977.

            His reference only attracted more confusion from Ashley and Rizzo with the gofers inclusion of “supposed to.”

            “I still do have four children, Scooter…or, I mean, I will have them.” Joanie addressed. “It’s just…well… only one has had a bit of an identity crisis.” She gestured to her redheaded companion. “Everybody meet Vanessa…who is in reality a reincarnation of my future son, Sean Thomas.”

(Biographical Note: "Vanessa" is based on/inspired by the mega talented voice actress Vanessa Marshall, who portrays Hera Syndulla in Disney XD's Star Wars Rebels and Gamora in the animated Guardians of the Galaxy series. I met Vanessa through Twitter while promoting Rebels prior to its October 2014 premiere. When I pitched the idea of having her own personal character written into World of Disney, she was right on-board. Her character is planned to have a major role for the fifth installment of the series, World of Disney 5, in 2016.)

            Vanessa held up two fingers (a peace sign) sideways to the group with a friendly smile, oblivious to the odd stares they all gave her. “What up!”

            Diana, Tomas, Kermit, Fozzie, Gonzo, Scooter, Bunsen, and Beaker were in shock. It suddenly made sense to Tomas what Vanessa said the second she looked at him.

            He approached the smiling redhead and stood close enough to look deeply into her pale blue eyes, as if searching for the actual person behind them. “This…is my son?”

            Vanessa shrugged and uttered, “So to speak.”

            Observing the entire scene with Ashley (his fellow outsider), Rizzo bellowed with frustration, “Alright! What in dah heck is goin’ on here?”

            Joanie despairingly sighed. Her cousin and the Muppet rat were exposed enough as it was to the secret she, her mother, and the other Muppets so desperately tried to keep from them and most everyone else at the theater.

            “O.K. It’s time you two knew the whole story about the world of Disney we discovered back in ’77.” She glanced to Vanessa, again letting out a deep, exhausted sigh. “And for everyone else to know the new story that has developed recently.”

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