Author's Note: Hey, it's me, the author Sniffles. Last chapter of Mixed Feelings was kind of weird for us to write, since it switched views. Anyways, this story introduces some of the others a little more, to broaden the character range. Writing from Happy Tree Friends' Sniffles thoughts but shows different characters even if Sniffles isn't there. No offense if you have a stutter and you find Lifty's insulting, I couldn't think of a better way to type it out.
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I was walking up a path lined with ticket booths and gift shops. Up a head was a giant, brightly colored gate. Huge crowds were around me, bumping into one another trying to be first in line. I pulled my ticket out of my pocket. It was labeled "VIP." I'm still un-sure who sent me the ticket. I checked the code online, and it was registered, so I knew it was legal. I flashed it to the ticket handler, and he beckoned me to a partially hidden entrance. I saw a flash of camo, and instantly guessed who it was. Walking through the entrance, I shouted
"Flippy!"
He turned around and smiled. We walked up to each other.
"Hey babe," he said, kissing me on the cheek.
"Hey," I said, blushing slightly. "So you got one of those tickets too?"
"Yeah, I wonder who sent them."
"Hey guys!"
Nutty, Toothy, Flaky, and the rest of the gang came walking up behind us. Each one of them was clutching a ticket like mine and Flippy's. Apparently this mysterious ticket giver got them some as well.
"The ticket guy told us we could enter the gate now," Giggles said.
We went through the gate and up some stairs. The stairs exited out to a large balcony overlooking the park. Someone in green was leaning over the rail, observing the rides and people. He turned around. It was Lifty. He stuttered nervously,
"H-hey guys, I see you got the passes. I wanted t-t-to apologize f-for what happened. I kn-kn-know bribing won't help, but this was th-the only thing I could think of to do. The t-t-tickets can get you anything in the p-park for free."
The younger members of our group celebrated and ran off, leaving us older members there with Lifty. There was a long awkward silence. I tried to say something, but for some reason I couldn't bring myself too. The Mole sat in a corner, tapping his cane against the ground awkwardly. Flippy was glaring at Lifty. He still didn't trust Lifty.
"Flaky, let's go, the Ferris wheel seems fun," Handy said suddenly.
"Oh, OK. Talk to you later guys."
Flaky and Handy exited. Slowly the group started to disperse down the stairway as well. Me and Flippy were the last to leave. As we headed out, Flippy hung back. I stood down the stairs slightly, watching. Flippy hesitated for a minute, but finally said,
"Thanks Lifty."
