Happy Tree Tub Time Machine
(Cuddles' POV)
"Come on guys, it'll be awesome!" is what I hear Toothy say when I walk out of the bathroom. Another one of his "mischievous" fucking plans again. "We can order room service, it'll feel like we're camping…"
"What's on the menu for room service?" says Nutty. "Is there soda?"
"You bet your ass there's soda!"
"I'm sorry, what will be the point of this?" I reply. "What exactly will be different? I mean, we'll still sleep in beds, we'll still get up and have breakfast, and then we'll go back to our houses."
"You're not getting it, Cuddles. This is a hotel we're talking about." I'm guessing Toothy isn't aware of what he just said, since it made no sense. But he continues on anyway. "Not just any hotel, may I remind you. The hotel we're going to is 'Happy Tree Hotel'."
"You mean that old place that's been around for about one-hundred years?" Flippy says.
"Yes, Flippy. The old place that's been around for ACTUALLY fifty years."
"Like that makes a difference." I reply.
It seems like right now, there are two sides to this. Flippy and I are saying this will be useless, and Toothy and Nutty say it's going to be good (Nutty doesn't count, since all he cares about is the room service.)
"Maybe we should stay there." says Flippy.
"How about it, Cuddles? You gonna stay at your house and have a boring weekend with Giggles, or are you gonna come with us and have the time of your life?"
"Ugh, fine." I say. There's no way I'll win this argument anyway. "By the way, Giggles isn't boring."
"I didn't say she was boring, I said the weekend will be boring because she's gonna be there."
"Fuck you." I flip him the bird.
"Love you too, bud."