The Legend of Toontown

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Chapter 3

Oldman Island

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	Evina waited patiently in his seat and watched as Gyro returned to the spaceship, the stress clearly etched in the lines on his face. He climbed inside and started the engine without speaking.
	"So..." Evina spoke carefully, "are we going now?"
	"I think you and I need some cheering up first." His father suggested. "This could be one last chance to find a friend to come with us, and a final memory to have of Toontown."
	Evina wasn't sure if he understood what Gyro was talking about. Does he know that I had seen the end of that conversation? He thought. Meanwhile the spaceship rose higher and higher into the sky, increasing to high speeds and heading out to the ocean in the distance. "What exactly is it?"
	"Have you forgotten your best friend so easily? It's Harry!"
	Evina's heart was flooded with powerful emotions of the past. "What! How could I forget?" He suddenly remembered what he had heard his father say earlier that morning, how Harry and Clara were now living on a tropical island. Looking back behind the ship, the world of Toontown was moving far away and there was nothing but the beautiful blue water below him.
	Despite living the last few months in Duckburg he still hadn't taken any time to go to the beach. It was one of those experiences he had never tried before. But now this might change. He was excited to see his old friends again, and to see the ocean. Nobody had ever talked about wanting to see the tooniverse more than Harry had.
	For a few minutes Evina sat back and watched the waves below. They looked so small from his height. At the speed they were flying it wouldn't take long to reach any island. Then something eventually came in sight, it had to be Oldman Island.
	They circled around the small piece of land and descended, carefully resting on a beautiful sandy beach.
	Evina immediately hopped out and his feet sunk into the hot sand. It was surprising at first but he got used to it. Someone was approaching him from behind. He turned around to see a red rabbit.
	"Oh, hi guys!" Clara greeted them. She was wearing a straw hat and sunglasses. "We were wondering if you were ever going to visit us. Harry is inside. You should come see him."
	The two of them followed her. Evina was a little nervous about talking to Harry but the interesting atmosphere was more than enough to occupy his attention and keep him calm.
	They came to a large bamboo structure that looked like an amazing house for anyone to live in. Once entering through the front door, Evina was hit with a breeze of mildly warm air and tropical fragrances.
	To his amazement, the inside was even more colorful than the outside world. Every surface was decorated with artifacts that were completely foreign to him.
	Harry was soon spotted sitting in a reclining chair and dozing slightly. The light green rabbit was dressed similarly as his wife, wearing shorts with a shirt that had colorful flowery patterns all over it. He was lying directly under the window in the ceiling where the sun provided almost all the light for the room. Everything about him was much younger than Evina's first memories. After being redrawn he was refreshed again, and he hoped to stay like this way for a while. It was going to take a while for Evina to get used to how he looked now.
	Suddenly Harry woke up. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. At the sight of the visitors his eyes grew wide. "Evina!"
	The duck ran forward and they hugged.
	"I haven't seen you for months! How have you been doing?"
	"I'm fine." Evina admitted, even though there were so many things on his mind. "Uh, I have something to talk to you about. Do you think I could speak to you... alone?"
	Harry hadn't been expecting to hear something like this so soon, but he led the way into another room where he sat down a table. This looked like the dining room and the light came in through a back door.
	The duck sat opposite to him and looked into his face was anxiety. "I need to get this off my chest." He said. "We are going on another adventure today. Now I don't know exactly how dangerous it will be, but we can't find a single toon to come with use. I know how much fun you had leading that last adventure and wondered if you could come."
	Harry's smile vanished and Evina was filled with horror, just as he had feared. He already knew what the answer was.
	"I'm sorry..." the rabbit spoke, breaking eye contact.
	"Let me quote you." The duck interrupted. "It would be my dream to explore all the other worlds in the tooniverse."
	"Listen." Harry stopped him sternly. "Do you remember what happened towards the end of our trip?"
	Evina sat still and silent like before. He listened to every word although he didn't like it one bit.
	"We went to face the cogs and... I died. To be perfectly honest, everyone died."
	Evina closed his eyes and breathed heavily.
	Harry continued. "Do you know why I aged? I was stressed, much too stressed. And I wasn't supposed to let that sort of thing happen to me. As you have probably seen, Scrooge's obsession with money wasn't exactly healthy on his appearance either. You know what I mean, right?"
	Evina opened his eyes but turned his head. He was too afraid to answer or look into his friends eyes.
	"The only reason why we are sitting here today is because of your... uh..."
	"My problem." Evina finished in a nasty voice. "My curse."
	"Now listen..."
	"I know you all see me for who I am, a monster, just like my dejected father."
	"No! What you've been given is special. I know you've probably been told this before, but please try to listen, just try to understand. Your change may not be curable. It's not something that you chose to get at all. Neither did you do anything to deserve it, but it is very important. Without it, we wouldn't be alive, and knows what other use it has to the entire toon world."
	Evina tried his best to not let any tears fall.
	"You have a blessing that none of us can claim, it's an entirely different perspective. Do you know just how valuable that is? Although you can't fully understand us just like we can't understand you, this difference is vital to our world. If you think about the pros instead of the cons then you will feel better. That is the only way you will ever learn to accept this."
	Evina stood up to leave the room. "Thanks for talking with me, Harry."
	In the main room, Evina plopped down on a chair next to the one that Harry had used. He was feeling uneasy. What are we still doing here? He thought. He already said now. I need to make my time here useful somehow. Then he spotted something on a nearby table under the lamp, it was a pamphlet that seemed to explain the theme of their home.
	He opened it and quickly saw pictures of happy looking humans on a beach. It took him only a couple of minutes to read it thoroughly. Apparently, all these unique things were inspired by a place called Hawaii, which happened to be on Earth. That world sounded like such a bizarre place. He thought about their journey ahead, full of amazement and probably full of just as much terror as well.
	Next to the spot where the pamphlet had been sitting, a phonograph was there, waiting to have its record played. Evina turned it on and set the needle to the beginning. He heard a form of music, very peaceful, quiet, slow, and calming. It was probably from that Hawaii place as well.
	Clara and Gyro seemed to be away, but they returned moments later. The chicken sat down at another chair while the rabbit brought Evina a drink. The glass had a tiny pink umbrella floating on top. He took a sip and tasted a tart mixture of many odd fruits. It was good, though.
	He leaned back and closed his eyes, feeling the sunlight. The panic was fading. Just traveling alone with his father might not be that bad now that he thought more about it. At least they couldn't complain about the "problem" because they each had it. They were together on the same level whether it seemed to be above or below others. There would be fewer heads to feed and fewer silly toons running around causing trouble by not knowing what to do.
	They were going to discover many things out there, but what he secretly hoped most of all was that he could discover who he was on the inside, the true Evina. His identity was still so confusing, even after having his mind reopened. It seemed as though the thing had touched his life in many ways, even from the very beginning.
	Still, he was going to miss Harry. Once he came to the island he started feeling the familiar emotions that he hadn't felt for such a long time. This was nice for a change, but also so difficult to leave behind at a time like now.
	Wanting to be alone again, he got up and headed outside to the beach. Now he could have more time to examine the scenery. The island wasn't very large but it was very tranquil. Palm trees dotted the landscape all around. He sat down under one of the trees and watched the waves crash against the shore with a quiet whooshing noise. This was much better than Donald's Dock. After a couple of minutes, the water sounded like a whisper. He could also hear the wind, and it felt cool and tasted salty. A seagull squawked somewhere in the distance.
	To his side he found a bunch of shells. He spent time chucking them one by one into the deep blue waters, seeing how far they could go.
	But soon he was interrupted by the sounds of footsteps in the sand. Gyro came to see him, and he was now wearing a strange wreath around his neck made of colorful flowers.
	"Uh, are you ready to go, son?"
	"Just a little bit longer..." Evina requested. He was finally beginning to accept going alone with his father now. His feelings of being a monster were pushed out of his mind, for a while at least.
	"I hope you don't hate me." It wasn't Gyro who spoke but Harry. Evina turned around again to see the rabbit standing there looking embarrassed.
	"I could never hate you." The duck smiled. He jumped up and embraced his friend in one last hug. "I'll see you again soon." He assured him. But that statement sounded strange and insincere to him. This could take a lot longer than he wanted, and there was still that possibility that he might not return at all. At least his mysterious change looked like it could increase his chances of survival.
	"Have a great adventure." Harry waved at them as they headed back to the ship. Evina looked back and tried to think optimisticly.
	It was amusing to see that Gyro's little helper had made its own little wreath out of tiny flower petals, hanging around its small light bulb head.
	As Gyro was arriving back at the ship he was carrying a briefcase with him. It was probably given to him by Harry. Evina wondered what it was about, but that wasn't important to discuss now.
	The duck kicked the sand off his feet as he climbed inside, then he headed to his seat to rest again. As the doors shut and they rose into the air, he looked down at the island, seeing the small figures below waving up at them. He savored the moment, and he felt so many different things. But most importantly he actually felt happy.

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