The Unnamed Adventures of Chaos

2. Perimeter 15

- A Star Chapter -

I was met with the anxious face of my younger brother as I awoke. My forehead felt cold. Grunting, I lifted my hand to reach for whatever object has been placed upon it. It wasn't heavy, light as a feather, almost. I took it into my grasp, and upon inspection, it appeared to be a leaf of cabbage. I rolled my eyes backwards, trying my hardest to recall where I was and why I had cabbage on my forehead. My memory informed me that the last that I could remember was Goofy standing right before me, with my brother eagerly clutching his leg. I had passed out. I mean, who wouldn't? So far as I was concerned, no one had seen the real Goofy before.

"Gorsh!!" The character himself came bounding over with a larger cabbage within his hands. He came face-to-face with me, accidentally slapping my cheek with his prolonged ears. We were still outside, so with enough space to move, I shuffled away from him. "Gorsh, I didn't mean to scare you!" he exclaimed. Goofy handed the cabbage to Miles.
"Where are we?" I demanded to know. "And why did I have cabbage on my head?"
"That cabbage has magical healing properties! When coming into contact with another organism, it restores them to full health!"

"I thought you were dead." Miles murmured, glancing down at the cabbage.
"Yeah! I tried warning The Goof away, but he can't see me!" Gary declared. He sniffled, but tried to hide it with one of his frog legs and covered his nose. "No one ever sees me... I'll always be invisible..."

"But that do-"
"Welp! Here we are!" Goofy snatched my hand and hauled me up to my feet. I almost tipped backwards but regained my balance. "Welcome to Perimeter 15!"

I looked out: nothing was there. Just an endless pit of sand stretching into the distance. Gary wandered next to my side, just as confused as I. "There's... nothing there." I stated.
"Well, we have to say the magic words!" Goofy exclaimed. He clapped his hands together, calling, "Old MacDonald!"
A mirror sprouted suddenly from the ground, a mirror with cracks in every corner. I was perplexed as to how it had not fell into millions of tiny shards by now. Additionally, I was perplexed as to how a mirror had just grown from the ground.

"Hello, Goofy!" The mirror spoke. Miles jumped back, cowering behind Goofy. "You got the magic word for me?"
"I sure do!" Goofy announced. "Swooshity swooshaton blabber dabber Mettaton!"
"That's correct! Now who are these people with you today?"
"Why these are my friends!"
"We are not your friends." Gary commented bluntly.
"Welcome, Goofy's friends! Have a safe trip!"
"Safe tr--"

Before I could question Old MacDonald, the ground opened beneath our feet. We were sent flying through a tunnel layered on the sides in what appeared to be blu tack. I flailed my arms and legs around wildly but all that surrounded me was the air. Gary used his humanish arms to clutch my neck, whilst Miles was falling at the quickest rate but still held his dear cabbage. His screams rang through my ears, meanwhile Goofy smiled and closed his eyes in content.

I'd strictly refused to look down and locked my eyes tightly shut. Suddenly, our fall was broken by a pit of water, making no splash upon our impact whatsoever. Strangely enough, we, or at least I, was still able to breathe, and I decided at long last to open my eyes. Gary had floated away, for there was a suction at the bottom of the pit driving us closer to it. Instantaneously, Miles whirled out of sight, followed my Goofy. Gary tried to swim away, but was unfortunately the next to go. I also attempted this, but the suction was too strong, sending my body spinning through the darkness.

My head soon made its way from the water and to air that I was used to breathing. I was bobbing up and down in what seemed to be an overly large toilet. Gary had just managed to climb out, so I followed behind him. Not a drop of water was left on me; I was completely dry.

"Gorsh, wasn't that fun!" Goofy chuckled.
"No!!" I denied. "That was not fun!!"
Gary lay on the floor, devoid entirely of his breath. Meanwhile, Miles leaned over the edge of the toilet and stared into the waters in which he had just travelled.

"Can't we just go ho--!!" I stepped forward to walk towards my brother, but in doing so, a large crunch was heard beneath my shoe.
"TINK!!" I lifted my foot away and staggered backwards. A squashed body of what apparently looked like a fairy was on the floor. Goofy took the cabbage from Miles' arm, to which he screamed at him with a, "Hey!!". He took a leaf, placing it over the fairy. Within a few seconds, it sprung back to life.

"Tink!! You're alive!!" Goofy took the fairy into his hands, implanting a small kiss onto its head. "Everyone, this is my wife, Tinkerbell!"
"Hey, I'm Tinkerbell, y'all." 'Tinkerbell' introduced.
"Y'all?" Miles questioned, silently taking the cabbage back for himself.
"She's from the South! Aren't you, Tink?"
"Yasss." she slurred.

"Great, well, now that the fairy is alive, can w-"
"Tinkerbell and I met on Mars!" Goofy interrupted me.
"Okay b-"
"On Mars?" Miles enquired, suddenly intrigued. He sat cross-legged on the tiled floor.
"Yep! She rescued me when I was stuck in a crater listening to Kidz Bop!"
"Yaaa." Tinkerbell repeated.

"I'm sure you remember what song it was that we both listened to before you rescued me, honey-poo." Goofy snuggled his head up against her.
"Yaaa."
"Havana-oh-na-na!" he began to sing.
"Half of my heart is in Havana-oh-na-na!" they sang in unison. Gary covered his ears and Miles began to clap along.

"Alright, alright!!" I stopped them. "Please tell me how we get out of here!"
"Oh! I haven't introduced you to our friends!" Goofy remembered. He began to stand from his kneeling position, as Tinkerbell regained the strength to fly without being held by Goofy's hand.
"I don't think w-"
"Come on!" he encouraged. Miles skipped along after him, but after noticing that I didn't follow, he stopped.

"Come on, Pat!" Miles exclaimed. "It'll be fun!"
"Maybe if we go along, he might be able to get us out of here. Or one of his 'friends'." Gary persuaded, clearly unenthusiastic too.
I sighed, recognising the look upon Miles' face. He was silently begging me to come along.

"Okay fine, let's go."