Ch. 1: Flynn Vs. Zombies PvZ Dimension, Flynn POV

Heh. I knew it was a good idea to sneak into the testing centre for Tails' virtual whatzitsname, now I'm in the virtual world. I think. I'm looking around here, and it looks a lot like a regular city street. Except I can't see any other Skylands. And this place looks very real, not like those old pixelated computer games I thought this would be like.

Hey, there's someone over there. He looks like a nice guy, but his clothes just look really shabby. Tatty brown jacket and blue pants, and who wears a tie like that these days? And why is one of his feet backwards? Hey, he's coming towards me.

"Hey, Mr. Grey skin!" I call out, moving towards him. "Brainzzzz," he replies, looking half asleep. Even his eyes don't look like they're fully awake. "Hey, dude, do you need a coffee? You look dead on your feet,"

Then I hear an engine being revved up. And a few seconds later, a crazy tricked-out minivan like some of the ones I've seen on Earth TV rams into the guy, running him flat against the road.

"Hey!" I complain, walking towards the van. "Why'd you run him over? He was friendly,"

The side door of the van opens, and a nice-looking human guy with a long beard, a white shirt, blue pants just like the first guy's and a saucepan on his head, leans out. "Quick, get in, before more of them come!" he orders me.

"Why? He seemed perfectly friendly," I reply. Big Beard frowns. "You're not from around here, are you?"

"Nope. I'm Captain Flynn, the most awesome pilot in all of Skylands! Boom!" I proclaim, assuming my signature pose.

"Good for you," Big Beard replies. "I'm Crazy Dave. But you can call me Crazy Dave. And this is Penny, my time machine," he explained, gesturing first to himself, then to the minivan.

"You gave your minivan a name? You do realise it's just a pile of metal that takes you places, right?" I question. I'm starting to see why they call this guy Crazy Dave.

"Hey! I take offense at that statement!" A tinny voice echoed from within the van.

"Uhhhhh . . . . ." I was struck dumb. "Did that van talk to me?" I asked in shock.

"What? Don't you have any talking vehicles where you come from?" the tinny voice continued.

"No, we kinda don't," I replied, still somewhat in shock.

I hear a low moaning coming from behind me. I turn and see a lot more of the weird grey guys in bad hobo costumes shuffling towards me. And some of them had weird hats, like buckets and traffic cones.

"Holy vegetarian tacos!" Dave cursed behind me. "Zombies. Captain Flynn, get in!" he ordered me.

"But it's cramped in there!" I complain, which even I can see is petty.

A loud thunk shakes the ground beneath my feet. I turn around again and see a massive, swollen, er, zombies Dave called them?, with huge muscles, a trash can on his back with a tiny little zombie in it, and holding an entire telegraph pole in it's hand.

"I'm going, I'm going!" I panic, almost tripping over my own feet in the rush to get into the minivan. I finally stumble into the shotgun seat of the minivan, Dave slams the door shut, and the minivan swerved and charges. Towards the zombies.

"Er, why are we charging towards the ranks of zombie thingies?" I question, starting to panic.

PvZ Dimension, Crazy Dave POV

So this weird cat guy dressed like a Victorian hot-air balloon pilot shows up out of nowhere, and me and Penny have to go rescue him. Pretty crazy. Then again, I'M CRAAAAAZZZZZY!

So Mr. Captain Flynn gets in Penny with me, and now I'm really enjoying psyching him out.

He clearly doesn't know that Penny's a time machine. Anyhoo, I draw in a deep breath and scream "CRAAAAZY CHAAAAARGE!" as Penny rams into the front line of Zombies. I laugh maniacally as a Screen Door Zombie's splatters across the windshield and I charge headlong towards the Gargantuar, making sure Flynn can't see me secretively inputting coordinates into a console on the dashboard.

Which, considering the guy had his eyes shut tight and was praying that it didn't hurt when he died, wasn't much of a challenge. "Wait for it!" I growl, smiling like a lunatic.

The Gargantuar's dull, stupid eyes saw us coming towards it and raised it's telegraph pole bludgeon in preparation to squash us like a big metal bug.

"Wait for it!" I cackle maniacally, as the Gargantuar starts to bring his huge club down on us.

"NOWWWWWWWWW!" I scream, bringing my thumb down on the 'launch' button and reality outside of Penny's metal exterior vanished from existence, replaced by an endless blueish-white vortex.

Flynn poked one eye open. "We're alive?" he pondered incredulously, before throwing his arms up in celebration. "WE'RE ALIVE!" he shouted, ecstatic.

"Where are we?" he asked, turning to me. "How should I know? I'm CRAAAAAAAZZZZY!" I shout, for no apparent reason. Then, seeing his shocked expression, I relent.

"If you must know, I think we're somewhere around 3500 BC. Ancient Egypt. I think,"

"What?" Flynn asks, not comprehending. I sigh, and slam on the brakes, anchoring Penny back in reality.

Her tyres dig into the sand, a hot desert breeze blows through the window I just opened, and Flynn coughs as some sand caught on the wind goes down his throat. I open the door, step out onto the hot sand and gesture to a group of pyramids a few kilometres away.

"Egypt. Five thousand years ago. Capiche?" I ask. "Okay, right. Great. But one question; what's Egypt?"

Flynn knew a fair bit of human civilisation from playing various video games and watching various TV shows - because they were a lot better than Skylands TV. But none of them had covered Ancient Egypt. So the poor pilot was totally at a loss.

"Are you even from Earth?" I asked, shocked more than everything else about this . . . . . . . alien.

Okay, this is a preview chapter I wrote of a plan for a mega crossover fiction I have where Tails tries to build a virtual reality environment, like he did before, and it goes wrong in a very similar way. Except this time, it catapults all of the main characters of my story 'The Dragon Chronicles' into different medias. For example, Drobot is going to Codename: Kids Next Door, Flynn is going to Plants Vs. Zombies, as seen here, Cynder is going to Gravity Falls, etcetera. I'm not giving away all of them now, just those three. And yes, unlike my other stories, I will try to write this as a POV story. It'll just make it easier for the entire story type. I have most of the medias involved planned, but if you can think of any that you would like to see, please tell me in a review. No PMs, I get enough of them already. Hope you like it, tell me what you think! Peace!