I was never one to believe in “internet rumours” such as Jeff the Killer or Mr. Widemouth or even The Paradox Messenger. I thought every last one of them was completely toss. Until today. Today is a different. A very different day, that is... Different.




It all started when I went for a walk on a fine early spring’s evening. I was walking around my hometown, when a creepy and rather unsettling looking fellow ju

“Ok, you two I’ll be out of the store for about 3 hours; make sure nobody robs the register and make sure every customer is satisfied with their purchases!” Came the voice of Magilla Gorilla.




Jabberjaw saluted him, whereas Loopy merely tried her best to ignore him.




“Don’t worry, Magilla! We’ll take care of the store and I&rsqu

One day, long before the events of my fanfics and the show this one is based on itself, it was Halloween in Jellystone. Doggie Daddy was attending a costume party without Augie, as she hadn’t been born yet. He was at the ripe old age of 18, and basically had no responsibilities. His costume for the occasion was an angel. Which is basically the main way we link the 8
th
2024 Voretober prompt to this story, albeit loosely.

Fleegle Beagle was sat on a chair, in a crate in his warehouse hideout, sat across from his poly of Bingo, Drooper, and Snorky. They all looked fucking
pissed
at him, and justifiably so.




“So, Fleegle,” Bingo began. “Tell me why you spent your share of the rent on a TF2 hat.”




“Uhh...” Fleegle

Loopy and Jabberjaw were sat outside at a café on a calm Thursday morning. Jabberjaw had a plate of chocolate cake (a whole cake) in front of her, and a hot chocolate the size of a bucket. Loopy on the other hand had a single slice of toast and a black coffee. They had met up to just talk to one another. They hadn’t seen each other in a while (outside of work) and thought some catching up was called for.




“Sooo

Brain hurried down the street on a rainy night. She had a goal in mind, that she wouldn’t compromise for anybody. A terrified feeling filled her stomach, that coincided with an incredibly excited one. She was truly anxious, but didn’t let it stop her. She ignored the torrential wetness that poured from the sky and battered at her coat, until she finally reached her destination. It was an abandoned warehouse; also known as the hideout of the Banana Splits. She knocked on the door, whi

Cindy bear, on a calm morning, sipped her coffee; staring out of the hospital window and out at the town of Jellystone. She was proud of herself, what for? Well, being herself! What a fucking egomaniac. She stared down at the driveway into the hospital, absentmindedly continuing to drink, when she saw Huckleberry Hound, Touché Turtle and those other three bellend musketeers he worked with enter the building.




“Hope

Brain was sat on the sofa in her polycule’s Alleyway, relaxing on a boring evening before bed. On the television, was an episode of ATHF. Specifically it was the in-development version of the episode Boston. This episode only exists in an incredibly rudimentary form and can’t be watched anywhere legally...




“So, like, T.C.... Where’d you get this disc from?” Brain inquires, as Top Cat was nearby sort

Cindy Bear was sat, relaxing on the sofa in her new house. She’d just finished the house moving process and was finally living in the same household as her boyfriends. Yogi (one of the two) was resting his head atop her lap; snoring peacefully. She scratched his head in a state of tranquil bliss; thinking about the future that was ahead of her. It was a lovely thought, thinking about all the extra time they’d spend together. She didn’t care about how cheesy these happy thoughts

BooBoo was mid shift in the Jellystone hospital. He was dashing around the operating theatre, handing Yogi equipment and adjusting the chloroform levels so the patient (Wally Gator) didn’t wake up mid surgery.




“Scalpel!” Yogi shouted, as BooBoo handed one to him.




“Tweezers!” He cried moments after. BooBoo handed one to him also.

Huckleberry Hound was sat in the recording room in the Jellystone town hall. Currently, he was personally announcing a weather warning due to increased storm activity in the region. He stared sternly into the camera, as he warned the town.




“So ya see, due to the ongoing storm, all of y’all are gonna have to stay inside tonight and for the foreseeable future; cuz this storm’s set to last a good few weeks. The go

Brain was walking home one night, back to her alleyway, after a long and hard day of scamming people. The scam her boss put her up to this time, was to force her to become a certified plumber and go around making calls at people’s houses... Then half-ass what she was paid to do so they’ll hire her again in a few days.




“I’m telling you, T.C.,” she shouted into her phone.” “you’re no

Doggie Daddy was lying across his living room sofa; his fat bottom raised into the air, wiggling on its own. His daughter Augie had recently moved house after finishing college and he was revoltingly depressed at her departure. He lay, watching TV in a trance whilst reminiscing about his beloved daughter.




His pudgy potbelly was propping him up as he lie down. It rumbled concerningly, as he felt pressure fill up inside him, as it

Everyone loved El Kabong; that much was obvious. He was the second least stupid person in Jellystone, only behind Bobbie Looey, but only because she was secretly a manipulative bitch. So, if he was the coolest guy in town, he was bound to be living in the lap of luxury, right? Well, no. Because the people of Jellystone were, for all intents and purposes, babies, at least when it came to not harming themselves accidentally or getting the town destroyed. So, with it being up to him to keep everyon

Loopy de Loop was waiting in the office of Cindy Bear at the Jellystone hospital. She was sweating thick droplets from her forehead, down onto her lap. She looked down at her lap, terrified of what Cindy would say. Cindy was at her laptop; checking her schedule and doing other pointlessly complicated things like that. Then, she turned back to her.




“Sure. I can fit you in to graft a womb to your body!”

Doggie Daddy had recently discovered an entertaining new website thanks to his daughter Augie. TVtropes was it’s name, and he had spent hours upon hours browsing this horrible site. Now, it hadn’t ruined his life just yet, but it would soon be the reason it changed.




Doggie Daddy walked his daughter down the streets of Jellystone on a spring morning. It was hot, but not too hot, sunny and bees were everywhere. The bee

Top Cat and his gang were sat in their alleyway on a winter’s night. They were huddled on the sofa, wrapped up in a blanket, in an attempt to stave off the cold.




“T-T-T.C...” Choo Choo wheezed, shivering and fidgeting from the cold. “D-Don’t you think you sh-sh-should’ve invested in a thermostat and whatnot?”




Brain attem