Ok, guys, I have to warn you … this is random!

Characters:

What-ever-his-name-is: a toothbrush with feet and a moustache!

Squiggle McFartzworth: a scribble with HUGE eyes and buck teeth!

Sergeant Gooseberry: a purple duck who speaks French and is a barber!

Double-take Snake-bake: a fluffy silver bunny with the nose of an aardvark and blood-stained ears!

Phallempokh: a mind-reading, green bee that explodes when is excited (this species of bee is called Cabbabage Tuft)!

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One day there was a toothbrush named ….. a toothbrush … named … um … we'll just call him What-ever-his-name-is!

Right, sooo, What-ever-his-name-is decided that he'd get his toe-nails clipped, an- … wait a sec … he doesn't have toe-nails! Ahh, well, he does now!

Back to the subject … What-ever-his-name-is decided to get his toe-nails clipped, so he swam on a pink paper-airplane all the way to Madagascar. Once he landed, he was greeted by a green bee.

"Excuse me, Mr…" What-ever-his-name-is stopped short, wondering what the bee's name was.

"Phallempokh" came a gurgling voice.

"Wha-?"

"My name is Phallempokh!" came the bee's voice again.

"Well, I'm What-ever-his-name-is!" the toothbrush introduced himself in vain – he LOVED his name!

"Let's go get your nails clipped!" cried the bee suddenly.

"How do you know what I was intending to do?" queried What-ever-his-name-is.

"Duh, I'm a Cabbabage Tuft!"

"Oh!"

"YUP! Now, let's clean-up those beastly nails!" the Cabbabage Tuft sounded excited.

Uh-oh!

BAM!

The bee was no-where to be seen.

With-that, What-ever-his-name-is set off on his quest to find someone to clip his nails…

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Hmmm, what a strange dream..."WTF?" What-ever-his-name-is was staring directly into the GIGANTIC eyes of a ….. scribble?

"Greetings, oh teeth-scrubbing one, I am Squiggle McFartzworth!"

"H-hi." the toothbrush was startled.

"H-hi? What is H-hi?"

This was one stupid scribble!

"It is a way to … it's another way to say 'Greetings'…"

Squiggle McFartzworth nodded.

"Do you know where to find a toe-nail-clipper? Some-one who will clip my nails?" What-ever-his-name-is tried to avert his eyes from the HUGE eyes, and sighted a pair of buck teeth that also belonged to the scribble. "WOAH!"

"WHOA!? What is WHOA!?" Squiggle McFartzworth asked yet again.

Where was this guy from?

"Saying 'WHOA!' is a way of showing your astonishment."

"I see… now, we must find someone to clip your toe-nails"

All of a sudden, a barber's shop appeared just beside What-ever-his-name-is.

"Ah, here we are!" for some reason, Squiggle McFartzworth sounded pleased with himself, "someone to cut your nails!"

"But that's a barber's shop – barbers cut hair!" What-ever-his-name-is shook his bristly head.

"Oh, I'm sure the barber will do you a favour!"

The pair entered the shop.

"Bonjour, Messieurs, comment mai je vous aider?" a purple duck pattered toward them.

"He says Hello, sirs, how may I help you?" Squiggle McFartzworth informed the toothbrush.

"Mon nom est le Sergent Gooseberry!" the French duck quacked.

"He says My name is Sergeant Gooseberry!" the scribble told What-ever-his-name-is.

"Tell him that my name is What-ever-his-name-is and that I'd like my toe-nails clipped."

"Son nom est Tout-jamais-son-nom-est et qu'il aimerait ses orteils coupés." Squiggle McFartzworth gave the duck a shiny-toothed grin.

"Bien sûr! Par ici!" the barber-duck gestured to the toothbrush to follow him.

Within the next 4.35 years, What-ever-his-name-is finally had his toe-nails clipped and his moustache trimmed. During this time, he made friends with a rabbit named Double-take Snake-bake, and Phallempokh returned to tell the toothbrush that he and his Cabbabage Tuft family were moving to Uranus and Jupiter: half of the bees' house was going to be on Jupiter, and the other half on Uranus… or was it going to be up it?!?