Hey everyone! I'm making my 3rd HTF fanfiction in a REALLY long time, it's a sequel from a story I did back in 200-freaking-8, that's a long time in internet years, but I was inspired from reviews I still manage to get, so that's pretty cool.

(And no, you don't have to go back to read the other one for things to make much sense, but I will be throwing some references, but you should be able to 'get it'.)

This one in particular was especially inspired from Noora's comment, who was talking about both Flippy AND Flaky babysitting, and I thought 'that's not a terrible idea' and then a Guest also commented about making a sequel… and I was like 'that's also not a terrible idea'

And well, I may have been away from the fandom for a few years, but these stories are too much fun to write and I still get very pleasantly surprised when I get reviews for my old stuff, even if they are brief.

Also, I apologize thoroughly if anyone else has done this idea, because I know this couple is really popular, and so is Cub, and well, I just need you to know I have not copied off of anyone because honestly, I haven't been reading much fanfiction.

On an ending note, I'm a whole lot smarter than I use to be when I wrote the last story, so I like to think my writing has gotten a lot better with time.

ANYWAYS, I DO NOT OWN HAPPY TREE FRIENDS, BLA BLA BLA.

I hope you enjoy the story!

1 Three is Not a Crowd

Pop groaned for the 10th time this evening, he was dreading leaving, but a bear had to do what a bear had to do, he looked over at his small son playing with toy train set.

"Cub, Poppa has to go soon, but he's got your favorite babysitter coming over soon!"

The smaller bear face's lit up, "Fwippy?!"

"Oh ho ho, no! Flaky! I know how much you love her!" Pops explained, patting his son on his shoulder.

Cub's face pulled down, doing the opposite of lighting up actually, why Flaky? She was so boring, whenever she came over- all she ever wanted to do was feed him a healthy snack, read him the same old kid book and put him down for a nap, then, when he woke up, do the same thing over again.

But then again, she was also extremely careful with him, he never died when she was taking care of him, you would think so with those sharp quills with her, but no way, she always made sure he was safe.

But she was JUST NO FUN!

At least when Flippy came over, there was some form excitement, even if he had tried to kill him- several times, but that wasn't the REAL Flippy, his Flippy was nice AND put movies on.

"Doonnn't make that face at me young man, you're going to be on your best behavior," Pops said, holding up his index finger of authority and wagging it.

He then went over to the phone, he had actually called Flippy to come over before he remembered Flaky and then called her, so now he needed to re-call him to tell him his services were no longer needed.

But just as he was, there was nock on the door, causing him to forget the phone call all together.

"That must be her,"

He opened the door expectantly for the porcupine who stood shyly, "Hi Mr. Pops," she greeted.

"Hi Flaky, Cub is just playing with his toy set-," the bear looked at his watch and yelped, "And I am going to be VERY late, BYE!" he then rushed past her and hopped into his car.

Flaky watched as speeded out of the driveway and vroomed on like his life depended on it.

She sighed wistfully and stepped inside, closing the door and sat her bag on the floor, okay, this was going to be great evening, she just knew it!

"Heeeey Cubby Cub!" she called out cheerfully as she walked over to the bear in question.

Cub smiled up at her, waved, and went back to his train set, which was currently riding over a cloud over some of the tallest mountains you will ever see.

She knelt down next to him "Are you hungry? I can make my famous carrot sandwich!"

Cub shook his head, not paying much attention.

Flaky looked at the train that had the boy absorbed and watched him play with it for a few moments before there was a knock on the door.

This grabbed both of their attentions; they looked from the door to each other "I wonder who that could be?" Flaky asked and got up to answer it, Cub ran to the couch to crawl to the top and look over curiously.

Flaky looked into the eyehole and gasped, "Flippy? What is he doing here?"

At this Cub's ears perked up, and he shot out from the couch, "FWIPPY!" He cheered, his best friend was here!

The porcupine opened the door and greeted the veteran, both met each other with a confused glance.

"Flaky? What are you doing here?" he asked.

Not being able to handle the scrutiny of his gaze, she looked down at her very interesting feet, "Ah, babysatti- I mean- babysitting Cub, I'd never sit on him- he's like my own son, not that I have a son, I don't have a boyfriend to make a son with- er, I mean husband! That'd probably be more ideal wouldn't it?," Flaky was sure her cheeks were now redder than the rest of her body, "Uhhhh, um, what are you doing here?"

Flippy sucked in his laughter, "I came here to babysit him too, Pops called me,"

Flaky's eyes grew large, "What? Do you think he thinks I can't handle it anymore? I was sure I did a good job last time…," she rubbed her paws together nervously.

"Nah, I think he just forgot he called me, or maybe regretted, I'm sure the only he thinks can't handle babysitting is me. C'mon Flakes, don't put yourself down like that," He said reaching out to touch her shoulder reassuringly, when was met with a sudden soft heaviness around his leg.

They looked down to see Cub had attached himself to Flippy's leg…and didn't show any signs of letting go any time soon.

The two older animals laughed in unison, "Not sure how, but I made a good impression on him the last time I came over,"

It had been a year since the event, but Cub never forgot, and Flippy was still astonished and confused as to why the baby bear was not the least bit scared of him.

"Oh yeah, I heard about that," Flaky said, and bit the inside of her cheek in regret, from what she had heard, Flippy had murdered Handy, and probably Cub too, she hoped it was all rumors, especially now.

Cub then took hold of both Flaky and Flippy's paws and lead them inside.

"Cub, buddy, I don't think I should-," Flippy began but Cub looked up at him with the most saddest puppy face you could imagine, causing the green bear's heart to almost give out.

Clutching his Happy Tree Friend Heart, if he said no to that face, he was sure he would suffer from cardiac arrest.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll stay," he gave in and Cub cheered with glee, cuteness levels rising so high, Flippy was now on the risk for diabetes, Flaky as well too.

Paranoia suddenly began to grip at Flaky, and thoughts of Flippy throwing kitchen knives at both her and cub like darts flashed into her panicked mind, NO, she took in a breath, she had a job to do tonight, and that was caring for Cub, and she was going to do it!

Still, Flaky gulped as Flippy picked up Cub, putting him on his shoulders and taking him to the kitchen, she looked all around, memorizing all the exits of the house that she already knew about.

Annnnd there we are! It's short, but it is the first chapter, I'll just post this first and see if anyone likes it, and if you do, I'll write the rest of the story full on!

(Well, I'm probably going to keep writing either way, I know not everyone feels like reviewing, I'm not gonna put that kind of pressure on you, because...I love you 8p )