The large Victorian-style house was lovely, set against a backdrop of ancient cherry trees and a cloudy gray sky.  The young woman, humming to herself, walked up the path toward it, enjoying the slightly-chilly Spring morning.  She tried to let the seasons change with the calendar...  But weather-wise, a full sunny day was rare.  She much preferred the rain, anyway.  And it didn't seem to bother any of her companions, so why should she care?
"I don't think you want to go inside just yet, Sophie."  A voice said.  She squeaked, nearly jumping out of her skin.  Looking to her left, she saw that she had failed to notice the redheaded young man leaning against a tree.
"And why not, Kurama?"  She asked.  "It's my house."  Kurama nodded amicably
"It's true.  Your space, your house...  But there's a battle of wills going on inside, and I'd rather not be a part of it."
"Wait..."  Sophie stopped, crossing her arms.  "What do you mean, a battle of wills?"  Kurama smiled sheepishly.
"Well..."  He began carefully, "As you know, Erik's composing another opera...  And I guess he was having trouble on this one part, so he was playing it over and over on the piano in the basement.  And you know how irritable Jareth can get sometimes."
"Oh, no."  Sophie sighed.  Both the Opera Ghost and the Goblin King had monumental egos.  It sometimes took all her patience not to simply delete the both of them and come up with new companions.  "Wait, what about Basch?"
"He can take care of himself."  He reassured her.  "He's probably outside wandering, as I am."
"How long has this been going on?"  Sophie asked.  Kurama checked his watch.
"Um, a little over an hour.  Shouldn't last much longer, but, just in case... Care for a walk?"

After winding their way slowly through the forest and around the lake, Kurama and Sophie reached the end of the path.  Beyond it was nothing but fog.  Sophie hated coming here.  Knowing that there was a boundary on her nearly-perfect world made her feel trapped, like a bird in a cage.
"Do you think someone else's AT is out there?"  Kurama asked, staring out into the swirling white.  She shrugged.
"It's a possibility.  I mean, it's impossible that I'm the only one here..."  Sophie mused.  "But I've never thought about going beyond...  I mean, what if there's nothing there?"
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained, my lady."  The two turned and saw Basch walking up.  He nodded slightly.
"You're awfully far from the house."  Kurama observed.  The judge magister grimaced.
"The argument has spilled to the outside."  He said moodily. 
"Well, then we can just walk along the outskirts until it stops..."  Sophie offered.  Basch shrugged.  They would have started back to wander through the trees some more, until Kurama stopped.
"Something wrong?"  Sophie asked.  He shook his head, though his eyes remained on the end of the path.
"I think we should go exploring."  He said, a glint in his eye.  "I'm curious to see what's beyond the fog."
"I-I don't know..."  She looked down at the ground.
"It is in our best interest to protect you, my lady."  Basch said.  "If you cease to exist, then so do we."
"That's an awfully cheery way to think.  Thanks, Gabranth."  Sophie glowered.
"He's right, though."  Kurama offered.  "Let's not argue.  Come on!"  He took his puppeteer by the arm.  Sophie would have protested, but something inside her was just as curious as he was.  With Basch taking up the rear, the three stepped off the path and into the mist.

Miles walked out from the courthouse. "..." He kept silent.
"Say, Edgeworth, how was the trial?" Kay Cee asked once an edgy Edgey walked past. "Was the defendant innocent or guilty?"

Miles snapped out of his daze. "Did you say something?" he asked. He wore an intimidating glare.
"How was the trial, Edgeworth?" she asked with a smile. "Who did it?"
Miles looked down to the grass. "It turned out to be my client after all. I couldn't believe it."
Kay Cee's smile disappeared. "Oh. Well.. At least you weren't facing Bad Karma."

Miles picked his head up. "Bad Karma?"
"Manfred," Kay Cee explained. "Bad Karma is a bit more punny." Miles just nodded. He started to walk off when Kay Cee shouted,
"HOLD IT!"
He turned back around. She gave him a box of dog treats. "These are for Pesu."

"Th-" Miles started, but then left before he finished a word.

It took her quite the effort to make sure Manfred and Miles did not cross paths while both of them walked around out there. If they did, Mr. Perfect would 'erase his mistake' and she would have to pick a different puppet to put in Edgey's place. She imagined using Feenie or Maya, but then cursed at herself for even considering to let Darth Vader have his way.

She walked to the edge. It was the only mystery left that she couldn't control. It was true that she didn't like to have complete control over the weather. In fact, she gave everything except hot sunshine a chance of happening. She didn't affect the outcome in any other way. "Heh, I wonder what happened to the others," she thought out loud. "Where did they go?"

Way back when... Kay Cee closed her eyes.
The fog between her territory and others didn't exist then; back when the originals still lived there. Stormy and Kim used to be her favorite neighbors, and a little kid by the name of Z sometimes came around to annoy her. Cookie was able to see Alternate Territories just a meter away from each other. Soon enough, Stormy grew bored of the monotony and left her AT forever. Eventually, it disappeared with her many puppets.

Cookie had problems with the number of her puppets, so she ended up making the Rule of Four. A list that spanned great distance was reduced to Edmund Blackadder, Cat, and the Time Lord Master. Even then, she couldn't use them well once Z stopped using Flashheart and Baldric.

Kay Cee was forced out of her daydream when a loud whip struck her from behind. After a brief cry of pain, she turned around and greeted cheerfully, "Hi, Franzy! I heard your trial went well. Details, please!"

"I would look the fool if I foolishly divulged information about any part of the trial," Franziska said. "It was classified." She walked forward and looked out into the fog. "You never answered my question. What is out there?"

Kay Cee turned back to the fog. "I don't know anymore."

Zeal followed Bruce to the edge of the fog, where they both paused.
"Slendy?" Zeal called out. Bruce chuckled. Of course he wouldn't answer, he didn't talk... but at least a tentacle wave? Sighing, the both of them take a step into the fog.
"HEY! HEY, GUYS!" Letting out a little groan at the familiar voice, Zeal turns and watches as a young man bursts through the fog. Missing his front tooth and covered in bandages, he wasn't used to not having respawn yet, the young man smiles. "Oh, I see. You two sneakin' off to have some alone time, eh, eh?" Bruce frowns and gives a sideways glance at Zeal. 'Alone time'? Zeal, on the other hand, laughs.
"Jealous?" Scout scoffs and shakes his head.
"Nawww, bored. Alex was starting to creep me out, and I can't understand anything he's saying."
"You're just not listening, malchick." A smooth voice says as Alex walks into the fog with his beloved snake draped around his shoulders. "You think too fast, my dear brother."
"I don't think he thinks much at all." Bruce mutters, and as Scout starts to gear up for a comeback Zeal puts a hand on his shoulder.
"Come on, guys. Lets just find Slendy so we can get home, please?" Alex looks nonchalantly around the fog, before walking past them all. Scout huffs and shuffles after him, and Bruce turns as well. Sighing, Zeal follows and keeps a sharp eye out through the fog. After a few minutes, they smile and jog ahead.
"Slendy?!" A tall, dark figure is barely visible loping through the fog- it turns slightly and looks down with its blank face at Zeal. "There you are... why did you wander off..." Then Zeal began to notice how the fog had disappeared, and instead they were standing at the edge of what looked like a small city. There where a few homes around a larger building that looked like a courthouse. As the other three made their way through, they all stopped and looked around.
"Well." Bruce said, putting his hands in his pockets and turning his head left and right. "This is new."
"Dude! Check out that big building! I bet they have some sweet intelligence..." Scout said, digging his foot into the ground. Alex gazed up at the courthouse, a frown full of loathing on his face.
"Reminds me a bit of some nasty bits of my past, this does."
Zeal looked back up at Slendy, who had turned his blank face to a group of people a bout a hundred yards away. There where others?
"It is new, ain't it..." Zeal said, waving at the larger group.

"Oh!  Um, hi, Kay Cee!"  Sophie said.  "My name's Sophie...  I'm the puppet-- the girl next door, I guess."  She offered her hand.  "These are two of my friends.  His name's Basch, and that guy over there is...  Kurama?"  She looked around.  Kurama had disappeared. 
"I could have sworn he was right here..."  Sophie muttered.
"I saw him walk off suddenly, in that direction."  Basch said, pointing.  Sophie looked down the street, but couldn't see a thing.
"Sorry..."  She smiled sheepishly.  "Guess I better go find him."  She walked off in the direction Kurama had supposedly taken.
Suddenly, a large barn owl flew out of the fog and hit her full in the back.  Sophie yelped in surprise, falling over.
"Are you all right, Sophie?"  Basch asked, helping her to her feet.
"Yeah, just startled me, that's all..."  She muttered.  She turned and glared at the owl, which sat placidly on the ground, glaring right back up at her.
"And what, praytell, was that for?"  She  scowled.  There was a large column of smoke, and a man with unusual blonde hair stood in front of her in place of the owl.
"I sensed that our slave driver had left the premises, and I grew curious."  Jareth said simply.  "I left His Gruesomeness in the basement to compose more horrible arias."  Catching a glimpse of Kay Cee and Franziska, he looked at them with disinterest.
"Don't these commoners know to bow in the presence of royalty?"

"Huh...  That may be where he went off to."  Sophie said.  "All right, let's go!"
"That Von Karma's quite interesting."  The blonde man muttered to himself.  "Not too bad from the rear, either..."
"Jareth!  Behave yourself!"  Sophie hissed, elbowing the goblin king sharply in the ribs.  He glowered at her, and at Basch as well for no reason.  Sophie quickened her pace to walk beside Kay Cee.
"Your AT is... so much bigger than mine."  She said off-handedly.  It may have been because there were so many buildings... but somehow Sophie knew that this territory was easily twice the size of her modest space.

Kurama walked along the street of small houses.  They all looked so familiar to him...  And then he stopped dead in his tracks as a familiar face turned the corner.
"Kuwabara?!"

"It's great to see you, Kuwabara!"  Kurama grinned.  "My friends and I were just paying a visit...  I had no idea I'd run into you here!"  That was not entirely true.  The instant he, Sophie and Basch appeared on the fringe of Kay Cee's world, he sensed the familiar energy of his friend, and set off to find the source.
"Although I suppose I should have told Sophie I was leaving first..."  He said sheepishly.  "She gets worried easily.  Thinks I'm dead in a ditch somewhere if I'm five minutes late for something..."

"It must be nice to have had more people."  Sophie said.  "I mean, having my four is great, usually...  But sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have more." 
"Then why don't you simply conjure up someone else to admire me?"  Jareth asked.  "Why not replace Erik?  How about for Sarah?  You remember my telling you about Sarah, don't you?"
"You mention it daily."  Basch intoned, placing himself between Sophie and the Goblin King.
"I'm not replacing anyone."  Sophie said.  "Not even you, Jareth."
"Aww, is this where the sappy violin plays and we all hug it out?" He simpered.  "Come here, tin man."
"Touch me and I may use deadly force."

Meanwhile, back at the fringe of the world, a tall man in a dark suit appeared, a white mask over half of his face.
"Interesting."  He mused.