Summary: Yeah I'm just writing stuff on my mind just to make sure they don't get forgotten. I accept at this point that my Fanfiction account is essentially a giant vault that will be filled with half done stories. As far as this particular story goes, well it's seasonally out of date that much I will admit. Ideally I probably should have posted this on Halloween, but sometimes inspiration comes to me at the weirdest of times. I guess you can call this a Nightmare before Christmas story if you want.

This Story is loosely based off of the Fan Game Slendertubbies III, My view, considering it's one of those Creepypasta/EXE parody type games I got to say it's not bad. If nothing else the Soundtrack is amazing, like seriously I could totally imagine it being played on a game like Doom.

Disclaimer: I don't own these technicolor abominations

David opened his eyes and let out a moan. Frankly he had no idea just how long he had been in hibernation. The commander had not given any particular allotted amount of time. He simply said that the chambers would open up when the Polynomic Biomechanical System when deem it safe for humans to return to the surface. David looked down at his clock to check to see just how long he slept.

"Gidget pull up time logs THX-1138..."

No response.

"Gidget do you copy?"

Still nothing.

David looked down at his communicator, if Gidgit wouldn't respond, it meant that he'd have to open the logs manually unfortunately it looked like his communicator wasn't working. The young man wobbled as he slowly stepped back to his feet. Clearly being in suspended animation had caused a little wobbliness in the legs. Nothing a good walk wouldn't fix in a jiffy.

David turned on the computer and put in his Credentials, this was one of the few times he had to be incredibly thankful for nuclear power. It was thanks to the fusion core that the terminal was still capable of working. Supposedly the thing had a near infinite core life of frankly however he wasn't willing to test that. After all worst case scenario is he had been a sleep for a few centuries at mos...

David's eyes widened as he looked at the time log. If the records were recorded correctly, then there was an error within the hibernation pod and the Suspended animation process lasted much much longer than it was supposed to. If the readings were true, he had been asleep for over 5000 years.

"No,"

David frantically ran to the door and attempted to unlock the hatch. It seemed like the keypad was malfunctioning, as it simply flicked and let out static. Stupid machines one more reason not to trust them.

Fortunately he made sure that the footlocker next to his pod was unlockable and all of his weapons and equipment were still inside. With a squeeze of a trigger, a plasma blot shattered the pad forcing the door to open. He thought maybe on the other side there would be some semblance of Civilization some semblance of humanity, but all hope was in vain.

As he reached the steps of the outdoors, he was surrounded by little more than a massive meadow filled with natural Flora and fauna, as beautiful as it would have been, David found himself collapse to his knees. There was not a sign of human presence anywhere.

"I Slept too long!" His scream echoed across the sky.

David violently started to shake, David Anton Willer, the last human on earth without so much as an idea of where he truly was. He looked at his pistol. One single pull of the trigger and that could be the end of it. He'd save himself the misery of isolation and insanity, and the world could go on undisturbed without the last human bothering it...no, no he couldn't go through with it. One he didn't know if he truly was the last human on earth. He was simply on one part of the globe. If his pod malfunctioned then it would not be out of the question for other pods to have done so as well...maybe there was another pod out there still in isolation. Besides, even if he was the last human on earth, how could said last human think about looking God in the eye and say he chose to live his life by falling on the sword?

No he wasn't going to go down like that. If he was the last human, then let his life be the last human life lived. With that he got back up and dusted himself off. His Footlocker didn't have much. Some clothes, a couple of weeks of field rations, and about a year and a half's worth of Ammo, figured that his superiors would worry about him being properly armed before anything else.

Still he had enough to survive for a significant of time at least. Besides, basic survival was part of his training after all.

The Pod enclave would serve as a better shelter than anything he could create from scratch so he was good there. Which meant the primary concern at this point was food and water. With a click of a button a large holographic birds Eye view of the ground popped up in front of him. Good the map feature worked at least. Even better news was that according to the map the closest source of Water appeared to be in a river about a 20 minute walk from his location.

Grabbing his gun and a few jugs, David set out to the river. In truth it was kind of amazing just how green everything was it seemed, lush and full of life. The earth itself looked to be a lush oasis with various birds and amphibians. .

Even the river seemed to have a crystal clear like quality to it. Whatever Catastrophe that might have occurred to cause the wipe out of civilization, nature seemed to have bounced back from it, on the surface at least.

David scanned the water in search of any radioactive fallout or brain-eating microbes. None showed on the scanner. Good, that meant the water was safe for human consumption. As he started to fill the jugs however, he found himself startled by what sounded like the snapping of a tree branch.

Almost instinctively, David reached for his gun.

"Who's there?" he called out. "Come out come out wherever you are.

A stifled high pitch giggle...or at least that's what he thought he heard, erupted from behind a tree. David couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. The giggle-like noise sounded nearly human, but something about it also seemed just the tad bit off.

Armed with his shotgun David Tiptoed Closer, and closer each step he too seemed to cause whatever was behind the tree to giggle more and more. David stood inches from the tree ready to turn the corner when all of the sudden something jumped out from behind with a loud "BOO!"

David let out a yelp as he felt himself tumble backwards into the river, the culprit whoever he or she was had proceeded to evolve from giggling to straight up laughing hysterically.

"Very Funny..." David grumbled softly "Look whoever you are you really should know better than to scare...people...like...that?"

John's eyes widened as he saw what stood head before him. It was a bipedal humanoid in shape probably about 6ft 9 in height. While it may have stood like a human, it had bright yellow fur, large flipper like hands and a face that seemed to be a weird hybrid mix between a human and a bear. What was even more bizarre was the fact that it had a square mirror like patch on its belly, and a large antenna like object on its head. He recognized what it was almost on sight as for better or worse it had been a remembered creature of his youth. But he never dreamed he'd see such a creature here in this time period standing in front of him.

"...A teletubby?"

A/N:: Whelp here is the first chapter. Let me know what you think of it so far. If you think I'm being crazy with Laa-laa's height, I'm not seriously look up the heights of the tubbies and you'll find that they are absolutely huge. Po is 6ft 6 in and she is the shortest of the group The tallest is Tinky Winky and he stands at freaking 10ft tall. Not even joking. Even at 6ft 2 in, David is practically in a land of giants