I decided to write something lighter with the Flubs, I have plans for A Flub in Need too. I don't own this cartoon, I wish I could buy the rights so I could bring it back. I only own Trixie.
The two brothers were delivering a stack of textbooks to the University for Talented Lifeforms.
"What a silly school! Nobody needs to come here to be talented! I have more talent in a single bone than the rest do in their whole bodies!" Fraz declared.
"They rejected him." Guapo said to the camera.
"Stop talking to the audience, and let's deliver the package to these losers!" Fraz shouted.
When they got there Fraz delivered the package to the headmaster and had her sign the clipboard.
"Thank you, also if you ever want any tips, I have a master plan." Fraz said arrogantly. Suddenly someone walked out of the office. She was a brownish-grey raccoon-like creature with short brunette hair in a ponytail. She wore a plaid blue Scottish hat with red fuzz, red framed glasses, a pink collard shirt, a red tie, a plaid blue skirt, long pink socks, and red slippers with buckles.
"Trixie!" Fraz growled.
"Fraz!" Trixie growled back in a nasally voice.
"Trixie!" Fraz repeated.
"Fraz!" Trixie repeated back.
"Guapo!" Guapo said cheerfully.
"What are you doing here?" Fraz asked spitefully.
"Just succeeding at the top college university in the galaxy." Trixie bragged. "If anyone doesn't belong here it's you!"
"I already graduated at a better university and became a courier!" Fraz bragged back, lying about the first part.
"A courier?! I guess you didn't have many carreer choices!" Trixie laughed. "Face it, you have even less talent than that oaf you call a brother!"
Trixie pointed to Guapo picking up a piece of chewed gum, putting it in his mouth, then blowing a bubble.
"Leave my brother out of this!" Fraz snarled. "I'm not only better than him, but also you!"
"Prove it!" Trixie said smugly.
"Of course! How?" Fraz challenged.
"I challenge you to the Athlete and Mathlete showdown! We'll see who has more talent. If you don't accept, I'll tell everyone in this school you're a scaredy cat!" Trixie smirked evilly.
"You're on!" Fraz shouted. When Trixie left Fraz started crying. "I'm doomed, DOOMED!"
"What makes you think that?" Guapo asked.
"I can't win against my idiot brother! How can I win against her?!" Fraz screamed
"Fraz... I forget... Why do you hate Trixie? Besides her being snootier, jerkier, but more talented than you." Guapo asked.
"It all started when we were kids..." Fraz said.
In a flashback, Fraz and Trixie were playing with ABC blocks in daycare.
"No, cat is spelled K-A-T!" Baby Fraz argued.
"No, it's C-A-T-T!" Baby Trixie retorted, sticking her tongue out.
"Look at me! I have a new hat!" Baby Guapo said cheerfully, wearing a bowl of guacamole on his head.
When Fraz and Trixie were five they were playing at the playground in the sandbox.
"My castle is taller than yours!" Fraz bragged.
"Oh yeah? Mine has a mote!" Trixie retorted.
"That's not important unless you're at the beach." Fraz taunted.
"Oh... Right." Trixie said.
Meanwhile, five year old Guapo was happily using pails and shovels as drums.
When Fraz and Trixie were in 5th grade, they were doing a test.
"Ha! You got it wrong, frogs are amphibians not reptiles!" Trixie sneered.
"You're just trying to get me to copy you so I get in trouble!" Fraz retorted.
"Psst, which one of you can I copy?" Guapo whispered.
"Man, that is a huge rivalry..." Guapo said.
"And now I have to face her... Next week... In front of millions of people... Strictly judging me..." Fraz gulped. "If I lose I'll be the laughing stock of the galaxy."
"Fraz, it can't be much worse than the time you competed against me." Guapo said.
"That's comforting..." Fraz said sarcastically.