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...consult an expert on the subject."

"Who would you reccomend?" asked Braja/Indy/Stalgie. He was still getting used to his new name. It would take time.

"I might know someone, but they're notoriously difficult to work with," said Rocky with quiet resignation.

"Who would that be?" asked Ibby while trying to get Blaze to stop drooling on his pants.

"You all know them of course. It's none other than...

... "Old Fatso!"

"Who?!" Braja/Indy/Stalgie asked in surprise.

"Oh no..." IB and Ajax groaned in unison.

Bon Ami clucked in frustration. "Old Fatso was supposed to be our Pig, but she never showed up to our meeting. She can be very able in battle though, and she has a LOT of knowledge. We're sure she can identify the Tiger, Dragon, Snake and Monkey we need to complete our Good Eleven... plus One."

"Say, why is it the Good Eleven, if there are twelve of you?" IB wondered.

"Let's talk about that on the way," Rocky cut in. "Sorry to shelve your good question, but I suggest we go collect Old Fatso right away."

"Maybe not all of us should go..." Old Dutch mooed. "We will find Old Fatso in a not very pleasant place called..."

...the Pits of Pestilence!"

"What the hell is that?" BraJa/Indy/Stalgie said confusedly.

"It's a deep cavern that brims with the smell of a thousand toxic waste dumps. The mere smell of it causes your nose to shrivel up and fall off!" said Old Dutch.

"Ibby, you should leave Blaze here. His infant body probably won't be able to handle the toxins there," suggested BraJa/Indy/Stalgie. This identity crisis was getting to him.

"Who can I leave him with though?" said Ibby hesitantly.

"May I suggest..."

"Me! I will take very good care of him!" Petty Officer Bugs Bunny said with a big smile. IB gulped as he handed over Blaze, who started to cry.

"Aw. Have some milk," Bugs shoved a bottle into Blaze's mouth, to IB's horror.

"We don't all need to go," Rocky added. "Braja/Nosty/Indy, IB, Ajax, Bon Ami and I will go."

"Okay then," Ajax said. "When do we leave? "

"Well," Rocky said...r

...right now! I hope you guys are all packed because we must depart immediately." said Rocky with excitement flashing in his eyes.

"How long will this journey take?" asked Ajax.

"I estimate at least three days, but the sandstorms along the way may slow us down a little. Luckily, my powers will help us if that comes to be an issue." BraJa/Indy/Nosty interjected as he checked the contents of his backpack.

This piqued Ibby's curiosity. "What exactly are your powers, Nosty?" he asked curiously.

"Hmm, I suppose that I never showed you, did I? Well they're-"

Suddenly, a large explosion sounded off near the...

... fireplace!

A monkey with a staff burst out of the ashes, along with a white horse.

"It's Sun Wukong, the Monkey King! And Super-Horse!" everyone gasped.

"Sorry it took me so long," Super-Horse said. "I picked up a friend."

Sun Wukong slammed his staff on the floor, and twirled it around. "The Monkey slot is filled, boys and girls! And we got here just in time. You will need me on the way to Old Fatso!"

"Why?" Ajax asked.

"Because..."

...how else did you expect to get there? Walk all the way?" he said laughing with glee.

"Um, aren't you a bit small for all of us to ride..." said BraJa/Indy/Nosty suspiciously.

"Well, that's why I brought this quick cloning serum!" Super Horse chuckled.

Within minutes, he had split into three identical horses. One of them sneezed, launching snot all over BraJa/Indy/Nosty's cape.

"Yuck! Anyone got some on the go Oxiclean?" he asked with disgust.

"I do!" said Ibby, digging some out of a pouch in his backpack.

"Thanks! Now, lets get going. We have a lot of ground to cover."

... and so the motley crew journeyed on the three Super-Horses: Rocky, Braja/indy/Nosty, Ibby, Bon Ami, Ajax, and Sun Wukong. As they traveled far and wide, IB looked at Sun Wukong curiously. "What made you decide to help us, O Monkey King?"

"There are those who would harness the power of the Lunar Zodiac for chaos," Sun Wukong said. "We must not let that happen."

"Hah! As if you are really that noble... OW!" Ajax yelped as Sun Wukong thumped him on the head with his staff. "Well, you didn't show up when we formed the original Good Eleven!"

"You gave bad directions!" Sun Wukong thundered.

"ANYway," Bon Ami clucked, trying to defuse the tension. "IB asked a while back why we called ourselves the Good Eleven. We didn't call ourselves the Good Twelve because we never thought we would be able to fill the final sign..."

"The Dragon!" Super-Horse, Ajax, Sun Wukong and Bon Ami said in unison.

"Oh, so you mean you already know who the Tiger and Snake will be?" Braja/Indy/Nosty asked.

"No..." Bon Ami clucked again. "But Old Fatso would know."

"Say," Rocky said as he peered down over the fast-moving landscape below. "Is that...?"

...a sandstorm?!"

From beneath the mountain side they were on, a rabid sandstorm began to build and began to batter the weary travelers.

"Quick, everyone get behind me!" commanded BraJa/Indy/Nosty. He then proceeded to use his powers to push the sandback into the pit and create a barrier around them.

"How did you do that?" asked Rocky.

"Well, the source of my sand manipulation powers came from my time on Braal when...

"... my parents left me on the beach, and I ate a ton of sand!"

"Seriously, now?" Ibby asked incredulously.

"Well, that's what they said anyhow!"

"I've heard of weirder origins..." Ajax muttered.

"Wait, we're coming up on the Pits!" Super-Horse neighed. "Oy, the smell!"

And with that, the Super-horse carrying Sun Wukong and Ajax fainted and fell out of the sky.

"I'll save them!" Ibby yelled as he leaped off his Super-Horse.

"No need," Sun Wukong took out his staff and began spinning it quickly. The resulting wind slowed their fall AND began blowing the nasty smells of the Pit away.

"Oh my!" Rocky said as he peered down. "Do I see..."

The Superboy Robot flew down from the sky.

"Invisible Brainiac!" It shouted and extended a pointed finger at IB.

"I summon you to the Interplanetary High Court"

"I give up!" said BraJa/Indy/Nosty as he slapped his forehead in frustration.

"What do you want?" asked Rocky as he stepped in front of Ibby to protect him.

"Invisible Brainiac has been found guilty of first degree murder. He must be put on trial immediately."

"What?! I would never kill anyone!" Ibby said while quaking with fear.

"Negative. You were involved in the death of..."

" ... the entity known as The Rest!" The Superboy bot announced with an artificial aplomb.

"Step away from the suspect subject Rockhopper."

"NEEEEEEIGGGGH!" The Super Horse kicked at the Superbly bot suddenly knocking robot Supes to the sand!

Indy/Braja/Nosty quickly wrapped the Superboy Robot up in thick sand!

"Who the hell is The Rest?" IB yelled as he blasted a laser through the robot's chest.

"That was supposed to be our Snake," Bon Ami shook in fear. "If she is dead, then..."

Just then the Superboy Robot shook, and a large snake crawled out.

" The Rest!" Bon Ami, Ajax, Sun Wukong and the two remaining Super-Horses called out in unison.

"Huh??!! IB, Rocky and Indy/Braja/Nosty said in unison.

"Just testing you," the Rest said apologetically. " You see..."

...I must test all who seek out all of the Zodiac creatures. My apologies if I caused any trouble for you."

"Yeah...apology accepted." BraJa/Indy/Nosty grumbled as he released the robot from its sandy tomb and it crumbled to the ground.

"I can provide you information about the last zodiac you seek. Luckily for you, it's with one of your allies..."

"Whoa, wait a minute!" Ibby held up a hand. "Are you talking about the Dragon? Because that's great, but before we do maybe we can get Old Fatso so we can collect Pig first. Isn't that why we're here?"

"Aw, shucks, all here for little old me."

"Old Fatso!" Sun Wukong, the two Super-Horses, Bon Ami, Ajax, and the Rest said in unison.

"Huh?!?!" Braja/Indy/Nosty and Rocky said in unison, while IB just sighed.

"Yeah, I may be old and lazy and fat, but I know when I'm needed," Old Fatso said. "The Rest and I have been talking, and I've identified the Tiger and she has identified the Dragon."

"So which do we get next?" Indy/Braja/Nosty said excitedly.

The Rest and Old Fatso looked at each other. "Well..."

...I guess the pig should be out first priority."

"Oh crap! I completely forgot that's why we came out here. All these sandstorm and snakes in robot suits have made me crazy." apologized BraJa/Indy/Nosty. " I think I should venture down the pit to see if there are any clues to finding the pig."

"Wait. it's too dangerous!" shouted Ibby.

"Don't worry. I can shield myself with the sand to protect myself. If anything goes wrong, you guys need to get out of here ASAP."

With a salute and a wink, BraJa/Indy/Nosty lowered himself down into the treacherous cavern, the putrid smell making his eyes water.

No sooner had he reached the bottom than a loud roar pierced the air.

"Oh no! It's a wild..."

"Tiger!"

The Tiger leaped at Braja/Indy/Nosty. Before it could bite him though, Super-Horse appeared. "Wait!"

The Tiger stopped and looked at him. "This had better be good!"

Old Fatso appeared. "Ah, you got my message, Tigger! "

Tigger bared her fangs as she pawed at B/I/N's chest. "I thought you were inviting me over for dinner!"

"No. We need to form the Good Eleven for good and we hoped you would join us this time. "

"Why should I?"

"You get to eat the evil Rat we are opposing."

"Good enough."

Ajax turned to B/I/N as he picked himself off the ground. "Tigger is our Tiger, and Old Fatso is our Pig. " B/I/N looked shocked as Old Fatso grinned. "What, you couldn't tell? Anyway, we are almost complete. We just need our Dragon. And we can find the Dragon at.
."

...Eustace Scrubb's Dragon Farm.

Rocky shook his head. "What now?"

The pig smiled. It's named after a kid who once got turned into a dragon. It's a dragon-themed theme park. It's one of Legion World's hottest tourist attractions."

"I've been on Legion World for ten years. Why have I never heard of this place?" Rocky sighed.

Ajax bleated "And when was the last time you showed the least bit of interest in dragons or theme parks?"

"He has a point, Rocky," nodded BraJa/Indy/Nosty/Stalgie.

"Okay, so now we go to this dragon farm place?"

"Oh no," smiled the pig. "The have a community outreach program. I've already asked them to send one over to SHAKES. I could use a drink!"

So everyone got back on the super-horses and started back, when...

...suddenly Fanfic Lady arrived.

"I was just finishing my marathon of Transformers TAS Season 2 when BraJa/Indy/Stalgie notified me of the situation. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"We were just about to go to SHAKES for drinks to figure out our next move, Fanfie. Will you join us?" said Ibby.

"Hmm I guess I can." Fanfie said smiling.

With that, the motley crew set off once again, their spirits lifted by Fanfie's arrival.

As the motley crew settled at SHAKES, Ibby asked for a roll call. "There are just that many of us here," Ibby shrugged.

The Good Eleven Plus One

Rat - Time Mouse Tripper
Ox - Old Dutch the (former) Super-Cow
Tiger - Tigger the Super-Tiger
Rabbit - Petty Officer Bugs Bunny
Dragon - ?????
Snake - The Rest, aka Super-Snake
Horse - Super-Horse
Goat - Ajax the Super-Goat
Monkey - Sun Wukong the Monkey King
Rooster - Bon Ami the Super-Chicken
Dog - Hyvvie the Wonder-Beagle
Pig - Old Fatso

Others

Rockhopper Lad
Invisible Brainiac
Nostalgia Lad (formerly Braal Janitor and Indian Lad)
Fanfic Lady
Blaze (deaged to a baby)
Time-Teller Lad (turned into a mouse)
Gay Green Giant (aged into an old man)
Semi-Transparent Fellow
Nurse Annie
Sffenyskus, the Rookery's majordomo
the rest of the Rookery Staff

As the last member of the Rookery Staff called out his name, Ibby heaved a big sigh. "Now that that's done," he said, "where is our Dragon? And how come many of you seem to be first-timers, when the Good Eleven has been formed way, way back?"

"We were on our way then," The Rest said as she slithered disturbingly close to baby Blaze, her tongue flicking out of her mouth. "But before we could get there, all hell broke loose."

"And it's all because of Ajax's stupid bad directions," Sun Wukong grumbled. Ajax bleated angrily.

"In any case," Old Fatso said as she chomped on a big pie, "our new Dragon is almost here. It is none other than..."

...Shenron!"

"You mean the ancient Namekian dragon? Don't we need the Dragon Balls to summon him?" asked Braja/Indy/Nosty, confused by the new revelation.

"Well, that's where this situation is tricky...the balls are scatered around the world and we need to collect them all first." Old Fastso said sheepishly.

"Oh, for the love of-" Braja/Indy/Nosty muttered.

"Hold on, there must be an easier way to find them." proposed Rocky.

"That's true," said Fanife. "We could use the..."

... "LMB Ball Finder!"

"We have one of those??" Braja/Indy/Nosty/Stalgie asked.

"Oh grife. Those things always ping whenever I..." Ibby was stopped as Rocky shushed him angrily."

"Well, we needed to invent one when we were reassembling the Emerald Man of Ekron. Those Blue Balls of his were very hard to find," Fanfic Lady said matter-of-factly. "Now let's go turn it on."

"But before we do!" The Time Mouse Tripper squeaked and waved his hands. Instantly, baby Blaze grew to young adulthood and Gay Green Giant deaged to a young 21 years old (author's note: oh come on, he looks young!).

Ibby immediately ran up to Blaze and kissed him. "Oh my gosh, was I really a baby?" Blaze gasped. "You were," the Gay Green Giant said as he admired his young body in the mirror.

Tim the Mouse remained the same though.

"Huh," Time Mouse Tripper said. "I guess Tim never has been a mouse before."

"That's what I said!" Rocky said mournfully. "I don't know how the Time Mouse Trapper turned him into a mouse!"

"I'm sure we'll figure it out," Ibby said. "Maybe when we stop the bad guy. And now..."

"Now let's get the Ball Finder," Fanfie said. "It's in..."

Before Fanfie could finish that sentence, the Time Mouse Trapper appeared, grabbed Rocky by the hand and they stepped out of time.

"Time like an ever-rolling stream bears all its sons away. They fly forgotten as a dream dies at the opening day," the mouse recited. "Do you recognize that line, Prince?"

"Yes, it's from a Terran hymn. Earth hymnody is a bit of a hobby of mine."

"Indeed. Time is an ever-rolling stream. It flows and changes."

"So, why are you telling me this?"

"You are connected to so many, Prince. You have a colleague who calls himself Paladin now, but used to go by Lard Lad, correct?"

"Yes. We were lovers once."

"In one timeline, one where you did not come to Legion World and love him, he turned evil and fought the rest of the Legion of Message Board Posters."

Rocky shook his head.

"And, in another reality, the absence of the love of a canine changed a Pyngwyny prince into a ruthless tyrant."

"Yes, I know."

"In that reality, Tim Temp, known as Time-Teller Lad in the reality you know became Tempus, master of time and space."

"I am well aware of that."

"Yes, the power of that tyrant and of Tempus and of one other now resides within you."

"I fight that every day."

"But your double did not give Tempus those powers as he claimed. He merely awoke what was in him all along."

"So our Tim potentially is Tempus?"

"Oh, much more than that," the Time Mouse Trapper laughed. "He potentially is the ultimate master of time and space--in a most unassuming form."

Rocky gasped. "Tim? Is that you?"

The Mouse laughed again. "I might be. Or I might not. What is to be is unknown. I may be Tim Temp. I may be a mouse. I may be a Braalian. Each breath any being takes, any decision they make, changes everything."

"So that is the mystery of the Good Eleven?"

"It might be." The Time Mouse Trapper Laughed as everything became fuzzy.

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Time-Teller Lad was sitting in SHAKES looking over some of Legion World's unsolved mysteries. As one of the LMB's foremost detectives, trying to solve what other people couldn't was one of his hobbies. In particular, he noticed an article about something called "The Good Eleven."

"The Good Eleven!" Tim wondered aloud. "I wonder what that is?"

Rockhopper Lad entered with Invisible Brainiac and Blaze.

"Tim," Rocky said, putting his hand on Tim's shoulder, "some mysteries are best unsolved."

Ajax the Super-Goat walked up to the door of SHAKES. He looked in and saw Rocky talking to Tim. Ajax nodded and trotted away.

THE END.

Wow! What a wonderful wrap-up, Rocky! Nicely done!