Porcupiney was visiting Baxton at his little cottage in the woods.

"I wonder how he'll react to when I tell him." She said to herself.

She knocked on the door.

"Ahh, a storm is happening!" Baxton yelled on the inside.

"No Baxton, it's just me." Porcupiney yelled to him.

"Porcupiney?!" Baxton exclaimed. "You're trapped in the door?! Hold on, I'll save you!"

Baxton tore the door from the wall, while Porcupiney stared in astonishment.

"I wasn't trapped in the door, I just knocked on it." She told him.

"Oops." Baxton replied. "But anyways, it's nice to have you here."

"I wanted to tell you a story about my past." Porcupiney informed. "Back when I was evil, I was pregnant with the Anti-Christ. The baby was in here."

Porcupiney pointed at her stomach.

"You ate the baby?!" Baxton exclaimed, in horror.

Porcupiney giggled.

"No, silly." She replied. "That's not how women get pregnant. It happens when a man and woman..."

(Four minutes of explaining later...)

"... and nine months later, a baby is born." She finished. "I also have a picture of it."

Porcupiney showed Baxton a picture of the Anti-Christ she gave birth to in Woodland Critter Christmas.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAa..." Baxton screamed.

(Five minutes later...)

"... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He continued to screamed.

"Calm down, it's just an image." Porcupiney informed.

Baxton was already destroying the picture with a fire axe, then a flamethrower, much to Porcupiney's surprise.

"Okay..." She slowly said. "How about we make some grape juice to take your mind off it?"

"I'll make it." Baxton replied, getting an even bigger axe, then dashing to the kitchen.

"Baxton, no!" Porcupiney screamed.