Back to the... I'm not doing the joke.
Drew Blank sat back down in his artists chair, depressed over how his idea to make 'The Fluffy Fluffy Bun Bun Show' instead of an overly cute and childish cartoon, to a duel of the zany Flux Wildly versus Fluffy's sense of virtues was not only shot down by his boss, but metaphorically burned alive in front of him.
"Sorry, buddy," Drew quietly moaned to his creation. "I tried, I really tried. I wish there was some way to make it up to you."
DEET DEET DEET DEET!
Drew's eyes went wide at the sound that came from his jacket pocket. Why would there be something beeping in his jacket? He didn't put anything there... but the dream...
Slowly reaching in his jacket he pulled out a transdemensional communication device, the same one Flux gave him as they were both falling from the sky. What he held in his hands was proof that all that he had done in the dream had to have been real. Cutopia. Malevoland. Zanydu. The adventures he had getting the items needed for the Cutifier. His escape from Nefarious' castle. The shot of toon mutagen.
Drew set the device on his desk, unsure of how he was going to answer the purple square when it began unfolding in front of him, making him jolt back a bit.
When the device finished its unraveling, a small TV screen shot up with a purple creature wearing green glasses calling out his name. This creature was named Flux Wildly.
“Flux?” Drew whispered.
“Drew! We're in deep doodoo!” Flux cried out.
“We are?”
“Nefarious and Fluffy, they're still alive! You've gotta help us!”
Drew's mind briefly recalled how he shot both the disguised bunny and Count down with the Malevolator that was left in Nefarious' castle.
“I'll do it,” Drew excitedly responded before pausing breifly. “But wh- wh- how will I get there?”
“Well, thanks to Nefarious' mutagenic ink, that's not going to be a problem.”
Drew gave a slightly confused look to Flux, “It isn't?”
Before he could ask anymore questions, he felt a stirring in his body. Looking down at his hands, he could see them toonifying. As he began to feel a pull to the toon dimension he uttered “Whoa.”
***
Drew bashed into Flux from his fling across multiple worlds, causing both of them to briefly see stars.
“Has anyone told you that you have a thick head, Drew?” Flux asked, rubbing the bump that had grown on his head before shoving it down.
“To be honest, no. I've been told that I was bullheaded once, but I laughed it off,” Drew responded.
Drew gave a look around, the land was a patchwork of bright colors versus darkened landscapes. Sometimes changing in between the two sides on a whim.
“This all happened in just a few hours?” He asked Flux.
“Few hours?” Flux angrily huffed, “Try a few months, buckaroo!”
Drew held his hands out in defense, unsure if Flux was going to attack him. “Woah, woah, woah, woah. I didn't know! When I pressed the button on the warp device I woke up on the same night I came here the first time!”
Flux gave it a moments thought before responding, “Okay, I guess that would make sense.”
Drew gave a sigh of relief before looking out across the plains again, “So, Fluffy and Nefarious have done all of this within a span of at least 60 or more days.”
“All because of the Malevolator and Cutifier,” Flux solumnly spoke. “So much happened when you left. Zanydu got hit first, and now it's not even repairable after the assault. King Hugh managed to get out of Fluffy's clutches, but even as a king that rules Cutopia, he can't stop Fluffy or Nefarious.”
Flux paused breifly to wet his throat with his spit. “They also killed my true love, Drew. MY ONE TRUE LOVE!”
Drew turned to Flux with a look of shock, “You had a girlfriend?”
Flux began crying in his arm, “The Buffet Ba-a-aarrr!”
Drew turned back to the field, now unsurprised by the answer he got. “So how am I going to help stop them? Do we have a resistance army? A giant robo-mech? A Zanifcation device? Sean Connery?”
“No, No, No, and I wish,” Flux answered. “However, we do have one thing those two don't.”
Again, Drew turned to Flux. “Please don't tell me that it's the power of love or friendship or a loving friendship.”
Flux gave a glare at Drew, “What? HELL NO! That crap is what got Cutopia in a mess in the first place!”
Flux pulled out a warp device and held it up to Drew, “We've got this!”
Drew briefly thought over what Flux had planned and slammed his fist into his open hand.
“Of course,” Drew exclaimed, “They're Toons! Toons that have been created using ink, paper, and imagination! If we can get those two in my world, they can be trapped on a page and then ran through a paper shredder!”
“Not what I had in mind,” Flux sighed with disappoint. “Although your plan seems to consist of capture, torture, and then brutal murder, so I think we should stick with that one.”
“Alright!”
Drew kept an eye out for Fluffy or Nefarious in some way, but it seemed where they were the place was empty.
“Flux?”
“Yeah, Drew?”
“Do you know where Fluffy or Nefarious are right now?”
“Uhhhh...”
Bushes ruffled for a moment and out stepped a ghostly faced man, his eyes burning red with hatred. The man held out a black ray gun in his left yellow-gloved hand, his blue shirt buttoned up professionally. A wind caught his black cape that lifted up from the ground as lightning struck behind him.
“Nefarious!” Drew cried out, pulling Flux behind him to confront the mad scientist.
“Hello again, Drew,” Nefarious' slow and confident voice exuded. “You're looking a bit more... shall we say, colorful than I last saw you.” He gave a slight chuckle before raising the gun towards Drew, “No doubt from my mutagenic ink. And since you are now a Toon, that means I can Malevolate you.”
“You can't do it if you kill me with that gun, Nefarious!” Drew yelled out, carefully edging away from Nefarious' approach.
“This gun?” Nefarious pointed to the ray gun he had and aimed down the sights. “Do you like it? It's the Malevolator 2.0! I don't need that ridiculous flying contraption to Malevolate anything now! All I need do is point-” Nefarious moved his finger to the trigger, “-and shoot.”
The sound of a blast came from behind Drew and barely missed him, the ray hitting the ground around them and making a bushel of flowers appear on the earth.
“Oops!” A lovey-dovey voice called out.
“And Fluffy Fluffy Bun Bun's come to join the reunion party,” Flux said, gritting his teeth as the rabbit bounced up, her peach colored fur covered in small patches of dirt, her pink bow slightly tilted on her head. Despite the fact that she looked both insane and dirty, she still carried her childish voice and attitude with her. She also held a gun in her hand, mostly pink, but seemed to have multiple encouraging stickers on it as well.
“Oh, Drew! I missed you a lot in the few months you've been gone!” Fluffy exclaimed, laughing afterwards to something that she thought funny.
“Missed me enough to admit that you're psychopathic?” Drew asked.
Fluffy ignored the question and raised her gun to Drew, “Now that you're back, you can complete our agreement to Cutify the world! And this time, you'll do what I say, because I'll ask politely.”
Nefarious turned his attention to Fluffy, aiming his gun at her. “Back off you little rabbit troublemaker! Drew is my puppet to control!”
Fluffy turned to Nefarious and aimed her gun at him. “It's not nice to take someone's plaything without asking, and it's even worse when you try to steal it!”
The four stood quietly, letting the situation set in. Drew reached for the warp device as the two gun-wielding toons shot at him.
As Drew hit the switch, the rays hit the device, making it scream out. Before Flux or Drew could do anything, they were pulled away to another dimension.
***
"Ahh!" Drew yelled out as he sat up on a field of grass and flowers. He quickly patted himself down and got up, "I wasn't Cutified! Neither Malevolated!" He then looked around to see where he was and found out that nothing was recognizable. "But I appear to be lost. Great."
Looking down in his hand where the transdimensional device should've been was just the red button that would be pushed to activate the mechanism. Pocketing the button in his jacket pocket, he paused to listen for any sound that would hint if Flux was around. -Taking a look around again, Drew began worrying where Flux was. "Flux isn't around! Although I guess it's a good thing that Fluffy and Nefarious aren't..."
Drew turned his attention to what looked like a village nearby and gave a shrug. "Well, gotta start off somewhere, I guess."
***
Flux felt himself falling through the air and crashing into a giant bucket of water. Surfacing briefly he heard a sound of something sucking, and found himself back in the water and into a hose leading to a machine. As the machine grinded, smashed, stretched, fluffed, inflated, deflated, and cooked at 350 degrees for 30 seconds, Flux had to suffer through it all until he was spat out inside a nice comfy cloud that surrounded him.
Poking his head from the cloud he looked down to see the land beneath him, prompting him to wiggle back into the cloud.
"It's like momma told you, Flux," he said quietly. "You have your head in the clouds and a 6,500 foot drop waiting for you afterwards."
Flux felt the cloud moving and was prompted along for the ride, unsure of where he was going or what was going on.
"DREW! WHERE ARE YOU?!"
***
Fluffy found herself in the middle of a wildlife garden of animals. Her face was scrunched up in sadness as she saw her Cutifier was completely broken.
With a loud wail, Fluffy began to cry. "Why? WHY-Y-Y-Y?! IT'S NOT FAIR! IT'S NOT!"
Her loud tantrum caught to attention of a group of pony guards as they surrounded the talking rabbit and aimed their spears at her. The bunny promptly stopped her tantrum and started sniffling.
"My toy got broken by a bad bad man. He made me cry."
The guards looked over each other, confused at what she was saying until they started moving behind her.
"Go on! We need to have Celestia have a look at you!"
***
In yet ANOTHER area, Nefarious had awoken and had gotten a good look at where he was, a prison cell.
His mind began working on options of escape until a black, holey pony with wings and a horn came up to the door and unlocked it.
"The queen is ready to see you," it crackled.
Nefarious decided to let the introductions come to pass, hoping to know more of the location he was now in. As he looked around, in one area he saw his Malevolator shattered on what appeared to be a table as the creatures studied it. He continued on until he was prompted to stop and forced to kneel down.
"So," came a seducing voice from the throne as green eyes opened in the shadows, "Tell me who you love, alien."
