I just reread the awesome tag-team thread from a few years back, Beware the Octopi.

I think, in honor of Legion World's eleventh anniversary, it's high time we did another.

Remember, it's all silly and fun and don't worry if doesn't make a whole lot of sense.


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The Good Eleven

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?"

"The Good Eleven?" a voice asked. "You really want to know?"

Tim looked up to see...

Invisible Brainiac, holding hands with Blaze. The Chief of Security and his boyfriend, also a Security Officer, were dressed in matching outfits. Straight women and gay men all throughout SHAKES were glancing at them hungrily.

The pair enjoyed the attention.

"This was a pretty big mystery," IB laughed as he sat side Tim.
Judging by his red face and squintier-than-normal eyes, IB had had quite a few drinks. "Nobody knows too much about it. Trust me, I'Ve tried to find out."

"Are you sure we should be talking about this in public, baby?" Blaze's voice was a bit louder than it should have been, he had drunk a few too.

"You're right," IB giggled. He downed the last of his peach bellini bellini and his shot of Jack Daniel's. "Finish your tequila and your Grey Goose-Bailey's mix, hon, let's grab some silverale and beer to go, and we'll move to a more private place."

Tim's interest was piqued. He leaned forward. "I know just the olace. Let's go to..."

"... Big Bertha's Clam Shack!"

"But Tim, that place is a run down old dive that supposedly fronts as a two bit brothel for aging prostitutes! Why would we go there?"

"Well, the shellfish is great and apparently there's a secret meeting room in the back perfect for private discussions!" he replied earnestly.

Ibby and Blaze sighed and all three began to walk over when suddenly they saw--running full speed away from the clam shack--none other than...

... "isn't that the Gay Green Giant? What's he doing here?" Blaze, asked, puzzled.

"Mmmmm, green's my favorite color," IB giggled. Suddenly, he doubled over... and split into his seven selves! "Why does green have to be OUR favorite color, huh?" IB Red challenged IB Green. "Yeah, just because you're the main IB!" IB Yellow added. Soon, the seven of them were arguing.

"Um... shouldn't we stop them?" Tim asked.

Blaze shook his head. "Trust me, I've tried it before. The only time I want to get into the middle of seven IBs is in the hot tub or in bed." Blaze licked his lips unconsciously, while Tim looked away uncomfortably. "Now come on, let's go find out what the Gay Green Giant is doing."

Suddenly...

...Ajax the Super-Goat trotted in (you knew he had to show up at some point).

"You're Ajax the Super-Goat! I recognize you!" said Tim.

Mockingly, Ajax shouted back "You're Lime-Seller Lad! I think I heard your name once!"

"It's Time-Teller Lad."

"I know that! My super-goat hearing detected someone talking about the Good Eleven. Let's go talk about it. Invisible Maniac, pull yourself together!"

Ibby consolidated into himself, muttering "Brainiac. It's Brainiac."

Ajax, Blaze, 3G, Ibby and Tim all made the trip to Bertha's, which, as Tim noted, took fifteen minutes and twenty-three seconds.

Upon entering...

... Blaze and IB promptly ordered more alcohol. Tim frowned. "Aren't we supposed to be discussing something important?"

"We are, but it'll take a while," IB said cheerfully. "We might as well enjoy while we're at it."

"I haven't mentioned this before, but you're kind of cute," Blaze winked at Tim as he sipped his cappuccino-flavored coconut rum.

"All of you are cute," Gay Green Giant sighed.

Ajax cleared his throat. "Ahem, if you will control your hormones... we have a lot to discuss. Eleven things, in fact!"

Ajax stared each of them in the eye. "Now, before we begin..."

And Ajax lowered his head and Billy goat butted Time Teller Lad hard in the stomach, knocking him backwards into IB and the two of them fell heavily on to the floor.

"What......What did you do that for" gasped Tim as he fought to get his breath back.

Ajax who had turned after butting and had started to chew thoughtfully on a nearby curtain, turned his head. Slowly he chewed and swallowed the bit of curtain then said.
"First rule.... No one talks about the Good Eleven. Second rule" he continued and proceeded to billy goat butt the GGG knocking the huge giant to the ground. "second rule.......No one talks about the Good Eleven"

Ajax's yellow eyes surveyed the scene of carnage around him.

"now" he said calmly "let me tell you how the mystery of the Good Eleven Started...............................

"Wait a minute!" Blaze yelled as he helped IB up. "I thought no one talks about the Good Eleven!"

"Yes," Ajax said calmly as he shook a dash of pepper onto the curtain. "But I am no one."

"That doesn't make any sense," IB said crossly.

"Do you want to hear about the mystery, or not?" Ajax smiled even as he bit on the curtain again.

"I swear," GGG muttered as he rubbed his back. "This had better be good."

"Oh, it is," Ajax smiled. "Once upon a time..."

...many years ago, I was a member of a super-team called the Clean-Up Crew. The other members were Bon Ami the Super-Chicken, Old Dutch the Super-Cow--this was before she lost most of her powers and dithered around like Aunt Clara from Bewitched--and a rather famous Super-Horse."

"We know about them..." Ibby started.

"Don't interrupt!" Ajax snapped. "What you don't know is that it was The Good Eleven that led to our break up."

"It was?" asked Tim. "I asked Old Dutch once and she just started going on about doorknobs."

"Don't interrupt! And the doorknobs had nothing to do with it!"

As Ajax was about to continue, he was again interrupted, this time by...

... by a cake smashing into his face!

Gay Green Giant gasped. "Ooh, Scarlet Velvet! My favorite!"

Ajax sputtered as he wiped the icing from his face. "Who dares? I just said not to interrupt! Repeatedly!"

"I DARE!" Everyone turned in shock as a talking chicken landed on their table. "How could you, Ajax! We said we'd never talk about this again!"

"Bon Ami the Super-Chicken, I presume?" Blaze asked.

"That's right, and I'm here to tell you why we agreed never to talk about this. You see..."

But before Bon Ami could continue, his eyes glazed over. His head started to bob up and down and slowly and very very painfully he started to squawk and squawk.

Suddenly with a large and powerful squawk, Bon Ami fell off the table leaving behind a very large, very white egg.

"I guess Bon Ami's a female, then," Blaze said with a shrug.

"Hah! I was right!" IB said gleefully.

Tim ignored the couple as he peeked at the egg. "What could it be? Hey..." He twisted the egg around to reveal a large, red number "11" on its side.

Ajax suddenly stood up. "We have to leave. NOW!" He grabbed Bom Ani in his mouth and made as if to run. But before he could move, the egg burst open to reveal...

A Small mouse with a tiny tiny little gun in one hand and an egg timer in the other

"ah, isn't he cute" said Blaze and reached out a hand to stroke the little fellow.

"Fly you fools" shouted Ajax, dropping Bon Ami who bounced once, gave an alarmed squawk and flew out of the window.

But it was too late. The mouse fired his gun and hit Blaze who in seconds shrank and withered until he lay on the floor, a new born and helpless baby.

Spinning, the mouse fired again, this time hitting the Gay Green Giant, who in front of everyone aged 60 years in as many seconds.

Holding onto a table edge to support his aged frame the GGG looked at Ajax and IB. "gosh durn it you varmints, get out of here, get help"

IB and Ajax ran as if all the hounds of hell were after them. As they ran IB thought he could hear a small, squeek squeek squeek.

Panting as they ran IB asked "who or what was that"

Still running Ajax barely had the breath to answer.

"major trouble sonny, major trouble. Have you not heard of the time mouse trapper, well despite all we thought it looks like he's back. And if he is we are going to need some major back up"

Just then................

... IB stopped in his tracks and flew back inside at light speed. "I can't leave my boyfriend behind!" He quickly scooped up baby Blaze and the aged GGG and deposited GGG in a wheelchair outside. "I'll have Nurse Anna get ya, GGG."

"I have a good mind to headbutt you," Ajax said crossly.

IB shrugged as Blaze cuddled against his chest and fell asleep. "Hey, wait a minute... where'd Tim go?"

Ajax and IB turned and looked around. Suddenly, IB giggled.

"This isn't funny!" Ajax snapped.

"No, something's crawling on my stomach..." IB lifted his shirt and looked down, admiring his six-pack abs. "Whoa, where'd this mouse come from?"

The mouse's fur was red and purple. It began crawling up IB's chiseled tummy and up onto his firm chest. (author's note: come on, give me a break! This is fiction after all!)

IB's eyes widened in recognition. "Oh my gosh. Tim?!"

The mouse nodded its head frantically in assent. IB carefully picked Tim up and placed him on his shoulder. Then he squatted down to look Ajax in the eye. "Okay pal. We're going to get out of here, and you're going to tell me exactly what the Time Mouse Trapper has to do with the Good Eleven!"

Ajax snorted. "Well, I've been trying to for the last seven posts!"

"Don't blame me," IB said crossly. He picked Ajax up and the motley foursome flew away.

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IB opened the door to his office in the Office of Security. But just as he did...

Arriving at the Rookery, Ibby rang the bell.

Sffenyskus, the Rookery's majordomo greeted Ibby. "Welcome, Mr. Brainiac. Begging your pardon, sir, but why do you have a goat, a mouse, and a baby with you?"

"It's a long story, Sffenyskus. Could you get Rockhopper Lad?"

"His Highness will be here post-haste."

Rocky walked into the parlor. "Ibby, Sffenyskus said things looked rather odd. What's Ajax doing here? And what's with the baby? And the mouse? And the chicken?"

Ibby sighed and caught Rocky up on the recent events.

"So the baby is Blaze and the mouse is Time-Teller Lad?"

"Right."

"Okay, I understand Blaze being a baby because he used to be one, but I didn't know the Time Mouse Trapper could turn a human into a mouse. I thought he regress or progress."

"Tim was never a mouse?"

"I'm pretty sure he's always been a human."

"If no one will interrupt, I will tell you about the Good Eleven and how this all fits together," Ajax bleated.

Rocky nodded, "Go ahead, Ajax. We're listening."

"You see," Ajax began...

... "You would probably be familiar with this concept, being of Chinese ancestry," he pointed towards Invisible Brainiac.

"Eh?" IB tilted his head curiously.

"Think about it," Ajax's voice was smug. "Bon Ami, Old Dutch, Super-Horse, myself..."

"Ohhhhh. All of you represent signs of the Chinese Zodiac," IB said as he held a sleeping Blaze. "But there are supposed to be twelve signs. What happened to the last one? Is it..."

"... the Time Mouse Trapper?" Rocky finished as he looked at Tim. The poor little mouse was curled up in Rocky's palm.

"Yes," Ajax nodded somberly as he bit on Rocky's curtains. Rocky raised his eyebrow, but Ajax paid him no heed. "That covers Rat, Ox, Horse, Goat and Rooster. We had other members to represent the last seven signs: Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Monkey, Dog and Pig. So let me start from the beginning..."

"Wait!" shouted Braal Janitor as he burst through the door into the room in a dramatic fashion.

The others looked at him in shock. BraJa walked over to Ajax and signaled to keep quiet with a finger to his lips. "We aren't alone here." he whispered to him as he pointed towards the dark corners of the room where something was moving in the shadows.

"That creature over there is....

... "attacking!"

A gigantic rat with horns on its head dropped out of the shadows. Rocky, IB and Ajax quickly scrambled away as the giant rat landed with a crash.

"I've got it!" Braal Janitor yelled as he tried to snag the rat with his powers. "Get out of here!"

"I'm not about to abandon the rookery!" Rocky blasted the rat with his ice breath.

"Uh..." IB looked at the ceiling. "Nice work, guys, but I don't think we can handle all of them." As Blaze cooed in delight, the other four stared open-mouthed at the ceiling. It was crawling with rats.

"Close your eyes!" IB commanded as he covered Blaze's eyes. Baby Blaze giggled in delight. IB let out a blinding flash and whisked his companions to safety.

As they landed on the building beside the Rookery, Ajax turned to the others and said...

.."What the hell were those rats?! Where did they come from?"

The others looked at him with the same confused expressions. "We're all here right?" BraJa said as he looked around at the others.

"We're all here!" said Ibby happily as everyone breathed with a sigh of relief.

"This is going to be a bad week." Rocky lamented while shaking his head.

"Should we call in help from...

"...Roddy the Super Rat!" Said a strange voice from a figure standing in the shadows.

"OMG!" Said Ibby, "it's none other than..."

"... somebody who looks exactly like Iron Rat, but somehow isn't!"

"Huh?" BraJa said in confusion.

"It's the Time Mouse Trapper's good twin!" Ajax reared up on his hind legs and cheered. "He was supposed to be the last member we needed to make our Good Eleven a Good Twelve... but his evil twin showed up instead!"

"Call me the Time Mouse Tripper," grinned the small white mouse. "Ajax, go send the call out. We need to reform the Good Eleven." He turned and faced the incoming horde of rats. "Go meet at THE PLACE. I'll see you there." Then he ran and charged at the horde of rats, scattering them left and right.

"Let's go!" Ajax said as he tugged on Rocky's leg.

"Wait, shouldn't we help?!" asked BraJa.

"He can take care of himself," Ajax replied. "Now come on, unless you want to become a baby, or an old man like Gay Green Giant, or become a mouse like Tim!"

IB shrugged as BraJa looked at him in confusion. "It's been that kind of day," IB replied as he took into the air, still cradling Blaze. "Where are we going?" he asked Ajax.

"We're going to..."

"...SHAKES! I need a drink!"

When they arrived at Legion World's storied tavern, they found the Rookery staff, Hyvvie the Wonder-Beagle, and Old Dutch the Super-Cow were waiting there.

"Ah, Your Highness," Sffenyskus smiled at Rocky. "We all came here to wait out that unpleasantness with the rats."

Ajax bleated "How do we always end up with a cast of thousands?"

"Never mind that, Ajax," Rocky chuckled, accepting a martini from Semi-Transparent Fellow. What do you recommend as our next course of action?"

Just then, the door of SHAKES opened and in walked...

... Nurse Annie, wheeling a still-aged Gay Green Giant.

"Okay, you fabulous little lazy LMBers!" squeaked GGG as best he could. "I am sick and tired of being this old!"

"And I miss kissing my boyfriend," IB said as he looked at little Baby Blaze sadly. "I feel like a dirty old man."

Time-Teller Lad the Mouse sat up and squeaked.

"I know what to do," Bon Ami clucked as she flew down to sit on Rocky's head. "We must..."

...enough to reconstitute the Good Eleven! Hyvvie is here, so we now have a dog."

Rocky picked Bon Ami off his head. "So that leaves a tiger, a dragon, a snake, a monkey, and a pig, right?

"That's right, Rocky," Ibby nodded as he burped Baby Blaze.

"Well, let's wait here," Ajax said, rolling his eyes. "The way things are going I'm sure one of those will walk in here next."

Sure enough, just then, in walked...

Petty Officer Bugs!

"You forgot the Rabbit!" Bugs pointed an accusing finger at Rocky. "This means war!"

Rocky raised his hands in a gesture of pacification. "Sorry, Bugs..."

"Rocky already assumed you would take that role," IB chimed in, to defuse the situation. "So you are the Rabbit, Hyvvie is the Dog, Bon Ami is the Rooster, Old Dutch is the Ox, Ajax is the Goat, Time Mouse Tripper is the Rat, and Super-Horse, who is on the way, for Horse..."

"So for the last five signs," Ajax said as he chewed on the tablecloth, "we should..."

...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!

I just reread this story. Silly fun was had by all.

time for a new thread?