Tales of the Disneyverse

Dumbo Gumbo (The Gathering - Part Four)

          "Can't believe just how many more worlds have merged now – especially after we just closed two rifts that tried to put four other worlds together!"

            "I know. It's starting to become a huge pain in my butt!"  

            "Yeah. Mine, too."  

            Theresa and Tiffany walked through the African jungle that was a part of the Tarzan side to the amalgamated worlds between it and Dumbo. The Dumbo side was there in the railroad tracks they came across – obvious spots where the Casey Jr. circus train had passed. The two women had arrived just a short moment ago, responding to the insanity that plagued the Disneyverse and also brought them together. They both were aware of each other being reincarnations of their original entity – Sean Thomas (Tiffany more so than Theresa, being eleven life cycles ahead of her).  

            There was distinctness to their attires to suit with their incarnations. Theresa was donned in a paperboy- styled blue cap with a white crescent moon and stars design and multi-colored scarves with a long violet boatneck fishnet top featuring a cotton violet boatneck shirt that had a tendency to fall off one shoulder, a short-pleated tartan style skirt with sewn-in holster straps that were let down, thigh- high fishnet stalkings, and knee-high socks under black strapped street stomping boots with hearts on the soles – all worn beneath a red robe. Tiffany wore a blue robe with the same white crescent moon and stars design that matched with Theresa's hat, gray corduroys, a jean jacket, a flower belt, and a black long sleeve shirt with ankle boots.  

            As far as age went, Theresa was noticeably younger in appearance to Tiffany – looking to be in her early-thirties with bright blue eyes, long, straight brown hair with strands that covered her right eye, bright pink lips that glistened, and light skin. Tiffany, somewhere between her early- to mid-forties in her physical appearance, was curvy and somewhat muscular with long, straight dark reddish brown hair, long eye lashes, slightly tanned skin, big blue eyes, and pouty lips, standing slightly taller than Theresa at five-foot, nine inches.  

            "You think he still remembers?" Theresa randomly asked.  

            Tiffany gawked at her puzzlingly. "He who?"  

            "Clayton." Theresa clarified. "We are back in his world. Heck, with all the craziness going on, what're the chances we might run into Gigi or our 'friend' Agent Livingston?"  

            Tiffany shook her head negatively. "I highly doubt that could happen."  

            "Could happen? You said 'could,' which means that there's a chance it can happen."  

            "Are we gonna have this conversation all the way to the—?"  

            KURR-POW!  

            The sound of gunfire rang throughout the heavens, indistinctively stopping Theresa and Tiffany in their tracks to listen and recognize its register.  

            "Well...speak of the devil." Tiffany said with a grin.  

            "Who's not to say that blast is what wounded Livingston?" Theresa indicated.  

            "Oh, will you stop? It's dimension-travel, not time-travel. We rebooted the Disneyverse after we stopped Facilier from taking it over. Events are just playing out as they're originally supposed to – end of story."  

            Theresa frowned over her disbelief. "Then how do you explain us meeting like this? If you're part of my future – or one of them, wouldn't that make what's happening here a result of the space-time continuum in a flux?"