Toothy and Sniffles were having a good time in the arcade, with Sniffles beating him at each fighting game that they tried. "Dude, how come you always beat me happy tree fighter? Is Splendont OP? I swear he is because I always come here to practice" whined Toothy, mashing buttons while Sniffles calmly read Splendid's attacks and pressed the right buttons at the right time. "So, when did you two meet?" asked the losing beaver.
"Oh not much, I left my school without realizing it" said Sniffles. "So you just left her without saying anything?" said Toothy. "Well yeah, I didn't know my family were moving. Because I almost drowned in a lake and thrown by my kinder garden bully" said Sniffles. "I'm not gonna ask how but the school must have done something right?" asked Toothy. "No, no they didn't" said Sniffles. "Wow, that sucks, but look on the bright side. We wouldn't have been friends if that hadn't happened and your girl moved here so everything's fine" cheered Toothy. "Yeah, I guess" said Sniffles.
"So same time tomorrow?" asked Toothy, "Depends, if you're still up for being beaten on happy tree fighter" said Sniffles. "Is that a challenge" asked Toothy, a glint appearing in his eye. "Maybe not, considering you're who I'm up against" said Sniffles, laughing at an infuriated Toothy.
Meanwhile, Lammy was inside her dorm sleeping, thoughts of Sniffles and Toothy kept swimming in her dreams. What were they doing right now? Could they still be at the arcade at this time? She went to the arcade only to see that it was empty and closed now. Where could they have gone?
As if on cue, she heard giggling and laughing, it was Sniffles and Toothy, running to wherever place they had planned to go to. "Sniffles! W-wait!" she said, chasing him and Toothy down. "Sniffles please! Wait for me!" she shouted, but she was surprised her voice no longer came out, she tried shouting again and again but no voice came out, leaving the other two to keep running along without any knowledge of her presence.
They turned a corner, which she immediately followed, she hadn't noticed the giant hole the exact size of a grave on the cement floor. The bottom of the hole contained a glass coffin which she fell into. When she landed, the lid immediately closed, giving her a view of what it's like to be six feet under.
"Help me! Somebody help! I'm trapped!" she cried out, scared of the claustrophobic feeling, she tried to push the lid back open but it wouldn't budge, didn't help at all from her quickened breathing, running out of air in the glass coffin fast. Then she saw somebody, it was Sniffles and Toothy checking out the hole. "Wow! Never thought it would be possible to make a grave in concrete. "Yeah, wonder who died today. Look, there's a grave stone and everything" said Sniffles, both tree friends looking at the cement grave tombstone, which had nothing written on it. "Sniffles! Help me!" she continued, scared of dying, banging on the coffin's glass lid. But the two never acknowledged her.
"Did somebody die here? Or did they just forgot to name it?" asked Toothy, Sniffles interjected on the question and said "Must have been nobody important, anyway, thanks for letting us see the grave mister"
"No problem kid, just have to fill this hole with dirt I dug up from the school's backyard" said a musclebound wolf, wearing a tank top and jeans, inside a vehicle, with a crane on it. A huge pile of dirt beside the machine.
"Stand back kids, don't want to get caught by all this dirt now would you" asked the adult. Sniffles and Toothy happily stepped back, with Lammy still inside. "Noooo! Help please!" she continued banging, shouting and even screaming, but her hands hurt, her voice was non-existent anymore, and her legs had little room to kick in. Before her vision was completely blocked by all the dirt, she saw Toothy look at her, giving her a stare as if she deserved everything that had happened. She kept crying, knowing that not only was she going to die, but also forgotten by her best friend not long after they had just met, hearing the silence of dirt rumbling and darkness enveloping everything around her.
I told you he would steal him from you…
From the depths of her consciousness, the same voice inside the classroom echoed inside of her mind. "Who *sob* are you?" she asked the voice.
I'm your friend. Your only true friend in this cruel world.
"C-can you get me out of here?" she asked, doubting a voice in her head can get her out of this.
Of course! All you need to do is ask…
The coffin began to shake, as if she were being rocked back and forth, she opened her eyes and saw that she was no longer buried alive but floating on the sea, inside the coffin. An island was a fair distance away, and when the coffin was near enough, it burst open and sent her crashing onto a sandy beach. She saw a table with teacups, two chairs on opposite sides and a pickle set on one of them. She took the seat across the pickle and buried her hands on her face, How will she get back to being Sniffles' best friend without anybody interrupting them? Asked the distressed lamb.
With my help of course…
Lammy looked around again, not seeing anybody. Not until she saw the inanimate pickle pull out a hat and was now sporting a moustache of his own, climbing up on the table. "This must be a dream" said Lammy.
Oh really? Then why can you feel me? See, I am real…
Said the pickle, touching Lammy's cheek. "W-what do you want?" asked Lammy, still being skeptic about this.
"I want what you want, for you to get Sniffles all to yourself. And help you achieve your dream of being together forever. Just like you've always wanted" said the pickle.
"But how will you help me?" asked Lammy, wondering what a small pickle could even do.
I can't help you directly, but I can tell you what to do. But I can only do that if you don't take your pills. So what do you say? Not taking your pills is a small price to pay in exchange to be with Sniffles isn't it?
She thought about it, her parents and brother never really told her why she should take it, but if her and Sniffles were together, she'd do anything just to make it come true. "Okay, I'll do it. What should I do first, uh pickle guy?" asked Lammy.
Oh don't call me pickle guy, call me Pickles, Mr. Pickles. And the first thing you have to do is listen to me when you wake up.
"W-what?" said the shocked Lamb.
You seriously didn't think this was ALL real, except for me of course. When I snap my fingers, you will wake up and start our plan to eliminate every competition.
"C-competion?!" exclaimed a confused Lammy.
*holds 1 finger up* 1
"What do you mean by eliminate" said Lammy, trying to make sense of what he meant.
*holds two fingers up* 2
"Will I see you again?"
*snaps fingers*
And Lammy found herself waking up with a cold sweat, her pillow was soaked and she was tired from the nightmare she had. Well, at least it was all a dream right? Right?!
