Chapter 6

"You sure his camp was in this park?" Mickey asked as the two found themselves going deeper and deeper into the woods of the human world.

"That's what your GPS says." Oswald said, looking down at the device in his hands again.

"Get down." Mickey hissed, grabbing hold of Oswald's arm to pull him behind a solitary bush. The two poked their eyes out only to see hoards of zomblots marching towards the entrance of the park. "We have to stop them. If the humans see, we'll end up with more problems than just him."

"Just shoot paint." Oswald ordered, picking up a stone as he pocketed the GPS. "Maybe the magic in the brush can revert them." He threw the stone at a zomblot, gaining a cry of pain to cut off the mouse's reminder. They both remembered while inside the Blot, the creatures didn't return to normal if covered in paint.

Mickey closed his mouth before standing up with the paint brush in his right hand to attack. "Go find Dr. Vulter. I'll hold them off here." Mickey informed, throwing out a sea of paint.

"Good luck." Oswald wished before heading towards the park entrance, hoping to find the doctor.

Seeing zomblots turning around to face the disturbance that was Mickey, Oswald ducked behind some trees until he saw the millenarian monkey.

"There you are, Oswald." Dr. Vulter said, a friendly smile on his face. "I had thought maybe the zomblots actually killed you when I found out you escaped."

"Call them off, Vulter." Oswald ordered, his hands in fists at the ready.

"What makes you think I'd do that?" Dr. Vulter asked, putting his hands in his pockets. "I know you're too soft to order the zomblot's demise. You ordered your toons to find a way to bring them back to the toons they once were." The doctor laughed at that. "Noble, but a lost cause." Dr. Vulter pulled out his pistol and shot at Oswald, barely missing as the rabbit dodged out of the way.

Oswald grabbed his foot and threw it at Dr. Vulter, knocking the gun out of his hand before the foot boomeranged back to himself. Grabbing the gun, Oswald pointed it at Dr. Vulter and ordered, "Call. It. Off."

"I really doubt you'd shoot me." the doctor laughed, coolly eyeing Oswald.

"Test me." Oswald said, cocking back the hammer with his thumb.

"You don't have much of an army anymore." Mickey called over, his voice ragged.

The two looked over only to be surprised at a disheveled Mickey standing alone, surrounded by a river of purple. He walked through what blocked him off from the two, not flinching when his shoes started burning on contact. Stopping next to Oswald he raised up his paint brush in his left hand and pointed it straight at Dr. Vulter.

"Fine, you two win." Dr. Vulter said, lifting up his hands to his chest. "For now." The man quickly tapped a mettle on his chest before disappearing before their eyes.

Mickey sighed in relief before dropping to his knees.

"What happened to trying to keep them alive?" Oswald asked, miffed as he loosened the grip he had on the gun.

"Paint only seemed to aggravate them." Mickey admitted. "It became a me-or-them moment. I'm sorry, but I had to choose me."

"I'm sorry." Oswald admitted with a sigh as he watched the mouse's paint reform. "Thank you. You did stop him from hurting anyone else."

"For now at least." Mickey reminded. "We should do something about his portal so it doesn't fall into the wrong hands."

"I'll take the core with me back to Wasteland and destroy it." Oswald said.

Mickey looked up at the rabbit in surprise, knowing Oswald wanted to be in the cartoon world more than any toon. "Are you sure?"

"Ya, I'll get my own heart again someday." Oswald said, the ghost of a smile appearing on his face. "And we don't need anyone else trying to use it like this again."

"Just don't destroy it until I finish helping you with the zomblots." Mickey said, getting up to his feet.

"So you think Minnie's found out you're not home yet?" Oswald asked.

"Ya…that's going to be fun." Mickey rolled.

-.-.-.-

Oswald leaned over the railing of his castle balcony and watched as the sun set over Wasteland. The zomblots were taken care of, Mickey went home, and all was good again.

"There you are."

Oswald turned around to see Ortensia coming out to him. "Hey." Oswald said, turning back to the world below him.

"You saved three words today, shouldn't you be happy?" Ortensia asked, stopping next to him to look out at what he saw.

"How many toons died?" Oswald asked.

"We did try to save them." Ortensia reminded, placing a hand on the rabbit's shoulder. "I think the Blot killed them, we just finally let them rest in peace."

Oswald sighed, not sure how he wanted to see it.

The two stood there in silence for a moment before Ortensia said, "I've gotta tuck in the kids."

"They're staying here tonight?" Oswald asked, surprised. "All of them?"

"Ya, honestly, I'm glad." Ortensia smiled. She headed inside and called over her shoulder, "Come in soon. I love you."

Oswald watched her retreating form before finding his voice. "Love you too."

The End

AN: to explain the time line here, Zomblot takes place right after Epic Minnie which takes place a few days after the first game. I'm working on a timeline to be posted on my DeviantArt page if anyone's curious. (Under the same name (Kiwi Lee Scipio))