Hi guys! This is my first Courage based story! This I thought of after watched the one puppet episode of Courage at the end of Season 1, and got a thought. They died. They're dead and gone, and the other three seasons are all in Courage's head.
So in other words, he went insane.
But yeah. Enjoy this very short little one-shot everyone!
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Courage the Cowardly Dog always did the right thing. Or, at least what he thought was the right thing to do. He would always go and save his owners, Muriel most of, it not all of the time, from some sort of danger.
But that all chanced one day.
The small pink furred dog had tried to warn his owners about the treat of the 'show' that Fusilli had set up. As always, they didn't listen to him, and now they were gone. They were turned into puppets. His small family was now gone, dead all but for the puppets of them that he kept around the house.
Courage kept them around because, even though they were gone from the world, they were still his family, and he made sure that it stayed that way. He played with the puppets as if they were still alive, and tried to make it like any other day in Nowhere, but he knew that would never happen again.
It would never be the same again as it once was. Courage sighed and wiped a tear from his eye, as he curled up on the foot of the bed, the puppets of his owners were laying like they would any other night. The small dog looked up and spoke to the people reading the story.
"The things I do for love.."