The Six of Worlds (a mash of my fav stuff( On Hold....again)

Izalansadi,Gala,Cloudy,Hallgralla,Pinkkit and Deathkit were destined to find each other. But they are so darned different.
Izalansadi is a spoiled dragon princess.

Gala is a hopelessly romantic paint dragon.
Cloudy is a superrare cloud dragon, and has an epic past.
Hallgralla is another cloud dragon,and was missing for 8 years, and is Cloudy's childhood friend.
Pinktail is a strange looking phenomenon of a Warrior kitten.
Deathfang is a shy,but prideful big tom kitten, and is a bit older than Pinktail.

These characters are part of another Prophecy set out for the greater good by the Dragon Creator, Gullyinn, who wishes to control the uncontrollable Rifts or Portals which are appearing at an alarming rate,which has happened only thrice in the past, resulting with a nice mass extinction.

She is trying to send all dragons and humans of draconic-blood back to the legendary starting point, another astral plane with the name of the Unicverse, and this bunch is one of the lot.

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11. #.9.#Patapon2~Gala (Gala Has A Sense Of Humour?)

Gala was ejected out onto the side of a bare, hard tunnel of bluish ice.

She unsheathed her claws and scabbled on the ice, terrified of falling on down below where the fighting was taking place.Her hind legs struck a ledge,and her front claws sank into the ice, enough to make her stay there. She stopped,in shock,swaying in the wind,then gathered her composure and jumped up onto it. Gala sat there, balancing precariously, and watched the path down below intently,searching for any sign of anything. Apparently they hadn't gotten there yet, or were already onwards. 

Gala was about to leave and go to the next tunnel when finally she heard the cracking of ice being hit repeatedly.She looked at  the entrance of the other tunnel,and while she watched, the wall of ice blocking the entrance snapped and shards flew outwards. She heard the loud pata~pata~pata~pon of the March of Mobility, and started to get really excited,and examined the army ,noting the units and their types. The army consisted of the Hero (of course duh),Tatepons and Kibapons, who were mostly pyopyos, but there was a few mofus as well along with one or two Wandas and three Kanokkos. Gala saw that there were only two units;where was the third one? Then the last ones came marching out: Robopons, with their gigantic arms. They were all normal except...

Him

Gala leaned out forward to take a better look.His mask thing was a deep bloom of plum, which may mean that he was a buhyokko.Before it was too dark to see that colour, but now she could tell quite clearly. Puzzlingly, he had a strength helmet on, so that meant that his headspikes were very thin and close together,or he could move them. Both the theories proved true; he took off his helmet, and his spikes swiveled(like ears but you can't hear through them) and then stuck pretty close together  and he put it back on swiftly, nervous.

Gala squealed and leapt backwards. If she was seen... well, they wouldn't recognize her, but the presence of a cat on the tunnels would be distracting. But she really wanted to see.I want my pencil back, she thought. She didn't pause to think about what would happen. Im willing to brave the leaves. 

Gala sat up, and curled her tail neatly around her paws. The tip lay twitching. 

I want to be a Tineapon again. I want to be a Tineapon again. I want to be a Tineapon again. I wan-

On the third time, the leaves, now frosty white, shot up from the ground, and covered Gala nicely. Again she couldn't move, and she felt like one of her arms was missing. When the leaves opened gently and dove back in the ground, Gala was a Tineapon once more. Her pencil lay lightly in her hand...but when Gala looked at it, it wasn't a pencil, it was a spear; with a  black head, a striped yellow metal body, and a pink end. No matter what form it takes it will still look like a pencil. Gala looked down on the fighting once more..and it was going badly.

Around two or three patapons were finished,and the enemies kept coming and coming. Then Gala looked a bit ahead and froze. The guy from the forest was cornered by that purple scorpion thing with another spear thing and he was looking tired, and kept hopping away until his back touched the ice,and he froze. I cant just sit there! I cant just kill anyone either! But they'll be revived in the end probably and he's almost finished off...

Gala fumbled for her pencil,spear,whatever, and aimed. Oh please Gullyinn give me the aim of hitting that scorpion even though i am worthless at archery and throwing except for bowling...Gala prayed. She threw the spear and looked away, cringing. ohgodess ohgodess ohgodess i probably hit the mask patapon...

When Gala got the courage to look again, the scorpion thing was paralyzed in place, a spear sticking through his head, and keeled over, dissolving and leaving only the polished spear behind.  The buhyokko just stared for a bit, then swiftly looked up and caught  Gala's eye( probably you cant really tell with the thing on his face). They both just stood there (leaning over the edge of a tunnel in Gala's case), staring at each other. Did anyone ever tell him that the mask looks like a purple fish with a black stripe on it? Why am i even thinking this? ... Gala swallowed. Her antennae things (you know what lets call them tinaes)which were folded back now were stiff and erect. Darn now how am i going to get my pencil back now... Her fears proved groundless when her pencil spear sank in the ground and reappeared at Gala's side once more. Then another robopon marched out from the tunnel and waved an arm in his face. Mr. Mask Dude tore his gaze away from Gala and followed him inside.

Gala got up shakily and ran over,slipping, to the other edge of the tunnel and kept watch on him in this way. Whenever some Patapon nearly got speared his enemy stopped and dissolved, a spear in his head.The army advanced in this way. When this tunnel was cleared they marched on forward, wondering about the mysterious spear and it's thrower. Gala slipped off the tunnel and laboriously climbed up the next one, helping everyone.Her spear always found it's mark. When at last the goal was in sight, Gala just collapsed from exhaustion. Phew...these patapons really need a better general.

Gala rolled over and got up,groaning. Her everything really hurt a lot and was sore as well, and Gala couldn't even throw a stick for a dog to catch. She feebly watched the army walk off past the checkpoint,then stirred and dragged herself after them,making sure not to be seen at all costs.

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Gala hummed as she swung from a dipping tree branch,listening to the general noise of Patapolis. The trees here were curvy,nothing like the stiff and straight plants deeper into the forest.She swung her legs,at leisure high up in the canopy,hidden from most sight.Her tinaes also bobbed lazily as she counted her swings.73,74,75,76,77,78,79,80,81,82,83......

She eyed the ground below while she kept count,watching everyone who walked by underneath(not that there really was anyone) .  While she was it,her crown started to slip off,so Gala hoisted herself up to the branch she was dangling from and re-positioned it. As she did, she felt the back. There really wasn't any. It's a diadem, not a crown...typical. She carefully lowered herself down again and kept swinging.

I'm starting to guess that this patapon world is my PSP gamesave, and i named the Almighty Gala (because i'm conceited nonetheless) so now i can't just go walking around and tell everyone whom i get on speaking terms with that my name's Gala as well. They'll go thinking i'm delusional(which i really sorta am) so i should get a cover name, something cool like-

"Spirit!"

Great.  

Gala blinked called out loudly," Did anyone ever tell you that your mask looks like a purple upturned fish?"

"What?"

"Yep."

Gala peeped down,and her suspicions were confirmed. That dude...i don't think he saw me yet.She entertained the thought, and watched as he walked off to the right. Gala giggled. Clueless!

"Where?"

Oopsie, he heard me. " Over he-ere!" called Gala in a singsong voice, and kept on swinging.96,97,98,99-

"Yes, but where?!?"

"You made me lose count! In a tree."

" Count of what? Oh for Gala's sake....which tree?"

For my sake?Wh- Oh. "This one," she called back. She would have kept up this game for a while if her diadem hadn't fallen  off and onto the forest floor. 

Darn it

He started at the sharp tinkle of her tiara bouncing on the ground, and looked up at it's source, who had stopped swinging,mortified." Oh, that tree," he said loudly, and walked over to it,staring up at Gala, who was still not swinging. Don't you dare touch it! Or my diadem! As if he heard her, he picked up her tiara and knocked on the tree as if it were a door.

"Knock,knock,".

Gala squinted at the tiny figure. "Who's there?"

"Banana."

"Banana who?"

"Knock,knock."

"Who's that?"

"Banana!"

"Banana who?"

"Knock,knock~!"

"WHO IS THERE KNOCKING AT MY DOOR?"

"Banana."

"Banana who."

"Knock,knock."

Gala struggled to gather her composure. "Who's there?" she asked sweetly.The dude on the ground blinked.

"Orange."

I am so sick of fruits. "Orange who?"

" .....orange you glad i didn't say banana?"

Gala just stared for a bit. "Okay."

"Wait! i have another one! Knock knock."

"Who's there?"

"Interrupting kacheek."

"Interrupting kach-"

"MOOOOOOOOO!"

"That's very well, but now it's my turn. Knock,knock."

"Who's there?"

"Owls."

"Owls who?"

"That's right. How did you know?" Gala feigned surprise.

"Oh you're on!"

Soon the pair exchanged an ungaily amount of jokes, trying to see who would back down to the other. It soon progressed from knock-knock jokes to other two-liners.They both secretly enjoyed it; even though sometimes one couldn't really understand the other's choice of words.

"What's grey and can't fly? A parking lot!"

"What's orange and sounds like a carrot? A parrot."

"Why was six afraid of seven? Because seven was a registered six offender."

"Whats red and bad for your teeth? A brick."

"A blind man walks into a bar,then a table,then a chair."

"What's red and smells like blue paint? Red paint."

"My grandpa has the heart of a lion...and a lifetime ban from the zoo."

He actually started laughing at that one,and kept at it for a while. Sure, he had snickered at everything else, but now he really laughed.

"That's a good one," he said, when he finally managed to stop."You win."

"What? Just like that?"

"..."

If this is a trick to get her down it certainly worked.Gala swung for a bit, then inched closer to the tree trunk. She grabbed hold of the thick metallic bark, wrapped her legs firmly around it, and then slid down gently. She landed gallantly on her feet, and dusted herself off.She reached up for her diadem but met empty air. He still has it! Darn it, i'm too shy look at someone squarely on the ground...but i want my crown back. Gala cleared her throat and looked at him(or rather, her tiara in his hands),relieved to see that she was farther away then she thought,then sighed and said quietly,"I need my diadem back."

"Eh?"

"My tiara."

He gave it to her,and Gala took it quickly. She poked one of the floating jades, then settled it comfortably on her head but now she had no excuse to maintain her silence.She took to staring at the floor,her ears (invisible?) ringing and her tinaes pointing back,stiff. She thought of a nagging question and asked,without looking up," How exactly do you see through that thing?"

"What thing?"

"The fish."

" The fish!?"

Ugh." Your mask."

"Eh..."

Gala met his eye( well sorta she looked where it was supposed to be)."Can i try it on?"

"What? "

Oops. Why am i so open? "Nothing."

"No, sure you can."

But then what is the point of wearing it? Fashion statement? This patapon did not strike her as someone like that. "Uh,okay."

He took it off and gave it to her. His eye was tinted lavender,which further confirmed that he was a buhyokko. Gala accepted it and looked him over critically. "See? Now you look a better!"

"Did you take it off to see what i look like without it?"

"Uh,no ." She held it over her own eye, not exactly putting it on." Whoa."

Everything was perfectly clear, except that purples were more detailed and other hues dull. Gala tilted it; same thing. She handed it back,and noticed that he was blinking a lot. "Whats wrong?"

"I don't...wow."

"Too many colours?"

"..."

He squinted at his mask as if it was alien. " Do you want me to put it back on?"

Why in the name of Gullyinn is he asking? "No."

"Okay."

Some more silence. Even better.

"You're a Tineapon?"

No, i'm actually a Kamipon. I'm your Almighty,but i was resurrected into your world to get to another one. "Yes."

"Okay."

.....man i have never met anyone so awkward.

Gala started to feel very fidgety. She was not really the sort of person to stay in one spot,doing nothing,for so long.

pleasedosomethingpleasedosomethingpleasedosomethingpleasedosomething...

"So, i like water."

....i DID ask for something.

"I like rivers even though i've never seen one."

"You haven't?"

"What did i just say?"

" I can show you one..."

"There are RIVERS here?"

"Stream."

"Okay."

They both still stared at the ground. Amazing no- one called for him yet.Wait a second, who IS he?

"Okay. Look, i cant go around calling you Mask Dude or whatever. What's your name?"

"You call me...Mask Dude?" He was on the verge of cracking up.

"To myself. I have no-one else to talk to."

"Are you a loner?"

 " No."

"Then why were you just there in a tree?"

"Because i'm not a loner."

"Yes you are you just said so."

"Since when?"

"Since three sentences ago."

"Okay. Next!"

"Your name?"

"Er.." Uh, i've always liked Delilah but the 'd' makes it derpy; De lilah? No.

"Elilah."That IS a nice one.

He got to his knees and drew something in the dirt; ELILAH. Photographic memory much?

"Is that it?"

"What?"

"Is that enough questions?"

"No. Did you go to Patapolis?"

"No." It was half true; no-one saw her in Patapon form or whatever

"Okay. I'm done so far."

Gala watched as he got up and shook his arms, and starting to feel awkward again with nothing to talk about. Leaves faintly snapped behind.She suddenly went stiff and her antennaes swiveled like satellite dishes,agitated. " Someone's coming."

"What? How'd you......nevermind." He took note of the tinaes.

Ohno. I dont want to meet anyone else! This is too hard. Cat time would be nice now!

Each time it happened, it was easier than before.Gala could've sworn that the leaves didn't come this time,it was so fast.

"Mow!"

Mask Dude just stared. "You just-"

Gala glared at him and he shut up.

"Is that a cat?"

No,it's a hippo. Elilah turned to face the newcomer and mewled. It was just a lone Kanokko wandering around in this stretch of forest. He and the other guy just looked at each other warily. "Why are you here?" asked the stranger curiously in a slow drawl. " I found a cat," said Mask Dude bluntly and scooped her up. Gala mewed . Again they both just studied each other, then the Kanokko turned on his heel and left,stalking away. When he was out of earshot, Mask Dude looked down at
Elilah in his arms and said something very intelligent.

" Uh."

Elilah squared her shoulders and looked at him pointedly." Wea-hase-tho-khet-outh-of-hhere." Gala tried for a sentence but her cat vocals messed the whole thing up and corrupted the words. Okay. No more cat. Elilah wriggled and he let her out of his arms. Gala nicely reverted back to her form and said," I have a chaperone now , Mask Dude. Can we go? Also, are those spikes or ears on your head?"

"Mask Dude? I'm Dahnles. And those are ears."

Gala snickered." Okay, Charles."

"Dahnles! Not Charles!"

Gala laughed now -a twittering sound-and walked off. " I got that, Charles."

"Nooo! Hey,wait!" Elilah waited.Because she was nice. Dahnles caught up with her and Elilah took a good look at him. " What's the point of the mask? Are you a Hero or something?" 

"Uh. I don't know."

" You don't even know yourself?"

"..."

 They walked on in this way silently,through the dark woods. Elilah put her hands behind her back and hummed, at peace with the blackness.

Walking in the nether world~

Fleeting,flying, shadows rove~

Snapping,gleaming,souls above~

Yet here i stand~

Taming the land~

Tell  the lot

to stay away from me~

They can't go back

If  strayed right here to me~

Elilah noticed that Charles was staring. She looked at him,and he turned a delicate shade of pink and tried to look inauspicious but failed miserably. Elilah just gave him a look but continued the song.She thought he muttered something like,"did it hurt when you fell from heaven" but how'd he know about the portal thing?.  Yes, a little bit. Gala just gave him a look. "Yes."

"Yes what?"

"It did hurt."

"................"

Okay this is taking forever. Gala broke into a run, trying to reach the end faster and slowed down when she spotted an orange glow and looked behind her. "Hey,Charles! Aren't you supposed to follow your friends over there?"

Elilah had to wait for a bit so he could catch up. "Sorry, what?"

Cue the eye rolling. " Ahem. The others are all going off, again."

" What?Oh. Aaaah! wait for me!" and then he was off.

"Hey I want to come too!" and then Gala was off chasing after him. She skated past everyone,ignoring the stares, and pushed him in with her boot when he hesitated." Come ON!" Elilah squeaked and leapt in after him.

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