One of them (the first one) is a story I though of, the other two were requested by RedHood123. In the first one, Little Beeper gets his leg broken, and has Furrball and Calamity help it heal. Let's start.

Calamity and Furrball were reading the newspaper in their apartment.

"Thomas is getting a baby reboot?!" Furrball exclaimed.

"They didn't!" Calamity agreed. "Mattel betrayed us!"

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. They answered the door, and it was Little Beeper, with a leg in a cast, carrying the leg in a wheel barrow.

"Hey." He greeted.

"What happened?" Furrball asked.

"I ran too fast and crashed into a train field." Little Beeper explained. "Is it okay if I crash here for a few weeks until my leg heals?"

"Well, sure." Calamity replied. "I mean, you're injured. Come onto our couch."

Furrball and Calamity helped the injured Little Beeper onto their sofa.

"Here, take this." Calamity informed, handing Little Beeper a bell. "You can use it to alert either Furrball or I when you need something."

Little Beeper rang the bell.

"Yep that's how it works." Furrball informed. "So, let us know when you need anything."

Little Beeper rang the bell louder.

"What is it?" Calamity asked.

"Where's the TV remote?" Little Beeper asked.

"It should be on the coffee table." Furrball replied.

Little Beeper pulled the remote from in between the sofa cushions.

"Here it is." He said.

He tried to turn the TV on, but it wouldn't turn on.

"Huh?" He asked.

Little Beeper picked up the bell, and rang it loudly.

"We're right here!" Furrball yelled. "Why did you ring it?"

"To make sure you'll hear." Little Beeper replied. "The remote is broken."

"The remote isn't broken." Calamity replied. "The batteries are just dead."

Little Beeper rang the bell again.

"What is it?!" Calamity exclaimed.

"I need batteries, duh!" Little Beeper replied.

Calamity and Furrball groaned, and went to look for batteries.

(Later that evening.)

Little Beeper was ringing the bell. Calamity stumbled into the living room.

"Little Beeper, it is three in the morning!" He groaned. "What could you possibly want from me?!"

"I have to go to the bathroom." Little Beeper replied.

"So why don't you use the wheel barrow you used to come here?!" Calamity groaned.

"I rented it." Little Beeper replied. "It was taken back earlier, remember?"

"Well, I'm not carrying you to the bathroom!" Calamity replied. "Just crawl there!"

"Can you get me like a bucket or something?" Little Beeper asked.

"What number do you need to take?" Calamity asked.

"One." Little Beeper replied.

Calamity got a bucket, and brought it to Little Beeper to take a number one in.

"Ew! Ew! Ew! Carrying pee in a bucket is so gross!" Calamity exclaimed, taking the bucket of Little Beeper's pee to the bathroom.

Calamity opened the bathroom door, and turned on the light. Jeff the Psycho was sleeping in the bath.

"Jeff, what are you doing here?!" Calamity yelled. "You should be in prison!"

"Someone payed my bail." Jeff explained. "Ooh, is that Lemonade?"

Calamity hesitated for a bit.

"Yeah." He lied. "It is. Here."

Calamity handed Jeff the bucket, and left the bathroom, hiding a grin.

For the next few weeks, Little Beeper was a constant nuisance, ringing the bell constantly to make pointless requests. However, Little Beeper's leg healed two weeks ago, but because he became so accustomed, he neglected to tell Furrball and Calamity.

"Alright, I spent five thousand dollars worth of Pay-Per-Views for you!" Calamity groaned. "Why do you need so many?!"

"The DVDs for them aren't available." Little Beeper explained. "Oop, my delivery is downstairs."

To the surprise of the other two, Little Beeper jumped to his feet, and took off for the bottom floor.

"Wait, did he just run downstairs?" Furrball asked.

"That lying little..." Calamity ranted.

"Hold on!" Furrball interrupted. "Save your anger for until he comes back."

Little Beeper darted back into the room.

"Hey, the 26th annual Show Town Monster Truck Rally PPV is on tonight, and it's seventy five dollars." Little Beeper informed.

Furrball and Calamity glared at Little Beeper, making him nervous.

"When did your leg heal?" Calamity asked.

"Uhh, two weeks ago." Little Beeper nervously replied.

"TWO WEEKS?!" Furrball yelled. "We took you in when your leg was broken, and it healed two weeks ago?! We catered to you for five straight weeks!"

"Well, the first three weeks was true, the last two weeks was a lie." Little Beeper replied.

The two seething Tiny Toons cornered Little Beeper.

"Is it too late for apologies?" He nervously asked.

The next thing Little Beeper knew, he was flying outside the window, and landed on the sidewalk.

"Next time your leg is broken, you're on your own!" Furrball yelled.

It turns out Little Beeper's other leg was broken after the impact.

Later that day, while Furrball and Calamity were watching the PPVs they bought, the doorbell rang, and who should be at the door, but Little Beeper with his other leg in a cast.

"Hey..." He slowly said. "My other leg is broken. Do you thi..."

"NO!" Screamed Calamity and Furrball, slamming the door.

The impact of the door slamming caused Little Beeper to tumble backwards, and fall down the stairs, breaking his other leg again.

"Furrball?" Little Beeper called. "Calamity?"

Now that the first story is done, let's move onto the second one. In it, Beavery and Raccoony make a delivery for the diesel works, and meet engines from the Thomas and Friends series. Enjoy.

"So, what's in the package?" Raccoony asked.

"I have no idea." Beavery replied. "But it's for the engines, not us. Opening another person's package without their consent is a crime."

The two Woodland Critters bumped into Dennis, Norman, Den, Dart, Sidney, Paxton, and Devious Diesel.

"We got your package." Beavery informed.

"Cheers." Norman replied.

"Go ahead and open it." Paxton added.

Devious Diesel hid a devious grin as Raccoony opened the package.

After the package was open, Raccoony screamed with pure terror. So did everybody, except Devious Diesel.

"What the hell is that?!" Exclaimed Raccoony.

"It's a DVD collection of Baby Looney Tunes!" Cackled Devious Diesel.

"This was your plan all along?!" Demanded Beavery.

"That's a low blow, Diesel!" Exclaimed Dart.

"How could you?!" Boomed Dennis.

"What were you thinking?!" Demanded Den.

"That is not okay!" Yelled Sidney.

Devious Diesel laughed manically as he took off.

"We're very sorry for this inconvenience." Apologised Paxton. "This was not our normal package, honest."

"Don't worry, we believe you." Beavery replied.

"We were just as surprised as you were." Raccoony added. "Wait, wasn't there a ramp over there?"

"A Bird zoomed past earlier and broke his leg." Paxton explained.

And now, for the next chapter, and last story. Morgana and Yaya go to a restaurant they haven't been to before. Enjoy.

"Hey Yaya, did you hear that Show Town opened a new American restaurant?" Morgana asked.

"Really?" Yaya replied. "Let's check it out."

And so, they went to check out the new restaurant, and both ordered Southern Fried Chicken.

"So far, this is a nice place." Yaya informed.

"Yeah, but I hope our food gets here soon." Morgana replied.

"Don't worry." Yaya replied. "I'm sure it won't take long."

(Half an hour later...)

"Oh my gosh, why is it taking so long?!" Groaned Yaya.

"Regardless of my starvation, I hope Little Beeper doesn't see us eating chicken." Morgana added.

"I heard he broke his leg earlier today." Yaya replied.

"Ooh, I hope he's okay." Morgana replied.

"WAITER!" A voice boomed.

Morgana and Yaya turned to an angry customer complaining to a waiter.

"I ordered this Cheeseburger, but the patty is raw!" The customer complained. "I want to speak with your manager!"

"Well, excuse me." The waiter replied, with sarcasm. "The chef must of forgot to cook it."

"That's it!" The customer yelled. "I am suing this place for..."

Suddenly, The Mask came in, pulled out a giant pencil, and erased the customer with it.

"That was sssssmokin'!" The Mask yelled.

Everyone else cheered. The, the waiter came, and served Yaya and Morgana their meals, which they decided to take it to go, and payed for them in advance.

That does it for those stories. See you next time, folks.