DAMN YOU, WRITERS BLOCK! Oh, sorry. It's just I was a little frustrated at how long it took to write this, (and summer is finally here! Yay!) but here it is! The third chapter, finally! (Also, I am garbage and naming chapters.)

Chapter 3: Giant things Everywhere

While the brothers had been searching the house, Hopus waited impatiently in the front yard. What was taking them so long?! It had been nearly five minutes and he was very late. Oh, he would be in so much trouble for this!

Oh, why did even bother having them be his houseboys? They were already dumb enough as it is. And they were taking far too long! He began tapping his foot impatiently. If those boys weren't out in another minute with the gloves and fan then he'd come in there and give them a good scolding.

He was about to go into the house when he suddenly felt something large tap his head. He looked up and his eyes widened upon seeing the giant arm sticking out of one of the windows.

"WHAT THE DEVIL?!" Was all he could say as his mind could barely process what was happening now. He rushed over to the front door and opened it, only to reveal a big brown shoe which popped out of the doorway.

"Oh! Help!" Hopus cried in panic as he hopped away as fast as he could.


Mugman was worried, now breathing heavily as it seemed like he was going to have a heart-attack. And he wasn't the only one. Cuphead tried to pull himself back inside, but the room was simply too small for him now. His arm was too large to fit back through the window and his leg was stuck in the doorway.

Oh, how were they going to get out of this situation now? There wasn't any bottle of liquid to shrink Cuphead back down this time and he was too big for Mugman to squeeze past.

"Please, you must help me, Porkrind!" They then heard Hopus from outside. "There is some sort of monster in my house!"

"Porkrind?" The brothers questioned, surprised as they looked to each other. Porkrind back in Inkwell Isles was a simple grumpy shop keeper who sold several goods. How could he of all people be here in this wonderland?

Since he was closest to the window, Cuphead managed to peek out beyond his arm to see that Hopus was back and with none other than Porkrind himself! Only the pig the boys knew back home looked very different. He was still a plump pig with an eye patch covering his right eye, but his attire was totally different. Instead of wearing the sweaty brown overalls with a grey undershirt they knew him to wear, he instead wore a strange set of victorian era style of clothing with a black tricorn hat and well-kept purple coat with a bright blue button-up undershirt. In his hand, he carried a long grey cane. He looked like a stereotypical duke, if anything.

"Oh, it can't be as bad as all that." 'Porkrind' dismissed in a posh tone. His feet rolled in a delicate strut as he walked by the fence, with Hopus looking like he was going to have a heart attack.

"'Can't be bad'?" Hopus repeated, scoffing in angered disbelief before pointing towards Cuphead's arm which still stuck out the window. "Then tell me, what is that in my window?"

Porkrind only took a mere glance at the window with his single eye. "Why, that would be an arm, old chap." He said as if it were the most normal thing in the world. He continued strolling down the road, smoking a small pipe before he soon realized what he had just seen. "By jove!" He cried, his eyes widening. "Jolly well is, isn't it!"

"Well don't just stand there, do something!" Hopus said, pushing Porkrind forward. By now, several critters were coming out of the forest ranging from ground-hogs and skunks to deer and cougars, all of them standing outside the house and staring in sheer amazement and fear at the sight before them.

The pig merely huffed before adjusting his coat. He then walked over to giant leg sticking out through the doorway. "Hmm, yes. Quite the extraordinary situation." He observed, lightly tapping Cuphead's giant foot with his cane. "But I believe I have a very simple solution."

"And what would that be?" Hopus questioned.

"Why, we pull it out of the chimney." The pig responded simply.

"Well then go up there and pull it out." The rabbit demanded.

Porkrind scoffed. "Me? Don't be ridiculous. What we we need is a..." He rubbed his chin, trying to think of something they could use when he suddenly heard a loud whistling from behind him.

He and Hopus turned around to see... "A rat with a ladder! Of course!" The rat was tall and lean with brown fur, sandy skin, and a long droopy snout. His attire was even stranger as he appeared to be dressed like a soldier from the early 1900s! With a grey spiked helmet and brownish-orangish overalls with only a single strap around his shoulder. He was carrying a large latter with him and whistling a merry tune as walked down the road by the house.

"Yes, of course!" Hopus exclaimed, snapping his fingers. "Werman! Werener Werman!"

The rat, named Werner Werman stopped and turned to the pair. "Y-Yes? Vhat do you need?" He asked, his voice laced with a thick German accent.

"Werner, my friend," Porkrind said, placing his arm on the rat's shoulder, "have you ever been down a chimney?"

"Oh, but of courze, zir." Werner replied with a grin. "Why I'fe been down more chimneys zan-"

"Excellent." Porkrind cut him off, setting the ladder up against the house before shoving Werner up it. "You just go up there, pop down the chimney and haul that monster out of there."

Inside the house, Cuphead and Mugman glanced down at a small fireplace that was right to them. No doubt he would try to go through there. Mugman puffed out his chest and stormed over to the fireplace, ready to show that rat what for if he tried to harm his brother.

Thankfully, or perhaps unfortunately, he would not get the chance.

"Of courze, sir. I'll-" Werner suddenly stopped halfway up the ladder as he peeked into the window, seeing the giant pair of eyes staring at him from behind the arm. It was then that a great sensation of fear shot through Werner as his eyes widened and he let out a panicked scream. He let go of the ladder briefly, about to fall before he quickly regained his grip. "O-on zecond thought, I don't zink I can do zis."

"Don't be afraid, Werner." Porkrind attempted to reassure him. "All you have to do is go down that chimney and pull that monster out. Simple as that. Why, I'd say you'd even be famous for such a deed."

Werner placed a hand on his chest. "Me? Famous?" The thought of it quickly renewed his confidence as the rat smiled before climbing to the roof of the house. "I'll do it, zir!"

He strode over to the tip of the chimney. The rat then squeezed himself down the hole, causing a large mass of dust and soot to blow out through the fireplace. Surprised by this, Cuphead and Mugman were unable to cover their mouth or noses as the hot soot quickly flowed into the room.

Mugman coughed hard as the soot got in his throat. He was coughing so hard that his ribs began to hurt and his lungs began to feel tight. He leaned against the wall, trying to keep himself up-right as he continued to cough.

Meanwhile, the soot was making Cuphead's nose itchy, very itchy. His eyes stung as he drew back. "Ah... ah..." His nose was itching to the point of being unbearable, and he knew he was about to sneeze. "ACHOOO!"

Cuphead sneezed hard, with such tremendous force that it not only forced the cloud of smoke out of the house, but also sent Werner Werman flying out of the chimney and out of sight.

Everyone stared for a moment out into the distance where the rat had gone. "Well," Porkrind shrugged, putting the pipe in his mouth. "there goes Werner."

Inside the house, both the brothers looked out the window to where Werner had fallen. "Poor Werner." Mugman said sadly.

"Eh," Cuphead said nonchalantly. "I'm sure he'll be fine."

Outside, all the critters were still trying to figure out what to do with the giant in the house. "Hmm, perhaps we should try a more... energetic remedy." Porkrind suggested, taking out a match from his pocket. He then scratched it against Cuphead's giant boot, causing it to catch fire.

Hopus tapped his foot as he thought for a moment. "Yes, I suppose we'll have to burn the house down." He said, much to Cuphead and Mugman's horror.

Knowing that he had to stall for time, Cuphead shouted out as loud as he could, "You better not! 'Cause if you do, I'll-I'll burn this whole forest down!" Of course, he was bluffing, but what else was he supposed to do? Just sit there and let them burn the house down with himself and his brother in it?

Luckily, his everyone outside seemed to buy his bluff as there was dead silence instantly. Now it was just a matter of what they would do next. Perhaps if these people had any sense at all, they would take the house down rather than burn it or try to pull him out. After a minute or two, the brothers heard them moving again before they heard the rabbit say, "A barrowful will do, to begin with."

Cuphead and Mugman glanced towards each other in confusion. A barrowful of what? They didn't have to ponder for very long as in the next moment, a shower fo small pebble came rattling at the window, some of them even hitting Cuphead's face. They were throwing rocks at them!

Fed up with this nonsense, and not wanting to see his big brother being treated like some monster, Mugman stormed up to the window and shouted, "Hey, you jerks! You'd better not do that again!"

There was another dead silence before more pebbles were hurled at them from outside. As the brothers looked around the room, they were surprised to find that all the pebbles that had landed in the room had suddenly turned into neat tiny cupcakes.

Just then, an idea popped into Mugman's head as he smiled. "Hey, Cuphead," He said, picking up one of the cupcakes, "Maybe if you eat one of these, it'll make you grow small."

Cuphead grinned, quickly catching on. "Yeah! Of course!" He quickly grabbed the cupcake and tossed it into his mouth.

As soon as he ate it, he immediately shrunk back down to Mugman's size. Once he was small enough, the brothers quickly rushed down the stairs and ran through the door and out of the house.

Outside, they found quite a crowd small animals and birds in front of the house. The poor rat, Werner, was in the middle, covered in soot and bruises as he was held up by a frog and a toad with boxing gloves who were giving him something out of a bottle.

"There they are!" Someone in the crowd shouted the moment cup brothers appeared. "There's the monsters!"

Upon spotting them, the crowd all made a rush at the brothers, determined to catch them. However, Cuphead and Mugman were already running away as fast as they could, quickly disappearing into the woods.

They ran for quite a long time until they were sure that they had lost the crowd. As they, the trees around them seemed to fade away, replaced more and more by tall beads of grass. Exhausted, the brothers stopped to catch their breath.

"Okay, now what should we do?" Mugman asked. "We're now super small and have no idea where to go."

"Not a problem!" Cuphead smiled optimistically. "All we gotta do is find some way to get to our normal size, get back to that hallway, and get to that casino!"

"Yeah, but... how are we gonna do that?" Mugman questioned.

Cuphead didn't have an answer to that. He rubbed his chin and tried to think while Mugman stared at him, tapping his foot. While it did seem like an excellent plan, a simple one at that, the only difficulty was that neither of them had any idea how to set about it. As this happened, a small group of beautiful butterflies flew overhead above them. But when they looked closer, they were surprised to see that these butterflies had buttered toast for wings.

Surprised again by this visual oddity, the brothers watched as the butterflies all landed right next to each other, making them appear like a whole loaf of bread.

"What strange butterflies, no pun intended." Cuphead said aloud as he and his brother observed them closely.

"You mean, bread-and-butterflies." Said a voice from nearby.

"Well, yeah I guess-" Cuphead paused mid-sentence as he and Mugman looked around. They could have sworn they heard a voice. But all around them was just a bunch of giant flowers, not a soul in sight.

As they looked around, they saw another critter come up to them. This one was the size of a small fly, except it wasn't a fly. Instead, it was a tiny wooden rocking horse painted in a nice combination of red and yellow, with small wings sprouting from it's back.

It flew in Mugman's face, letting out a shrill neigh before flying off. "A horse fly." He smiled. "I mean-uh-rocking horse fly."

"Naturally." Came the mysterious voice again.

Again, the brothers looked around them for the source of the voice. But they were still just surrounded by trees and large flowers. Mugman cleared his throat before speaking out, "Erm, beg your pardon, but did you-"

"Don't be ridiculous, Mugs." Cuphead scolded, smacking his brother's shoulder a bit. "Flowers can't talk."

Then, as if to rebuff his point, a large blue blob that was about twice their size bounced in front of them, much to their surprise. It had blue skin that covered it's whole body along with a small red nose. "Well of course we can, my dear boy." The blob said in a kind, gentle voice.

"Eh, as if there's anyone worth talking to, or about for that matter." A large carnation flower grumbled. This one had a small but grumpy looking face in it's pistil, bright orange petals surrounding it, and a long green stem with arms.

Now several other living plants were making themselves known. Living daisies, mushrooms, tulips, and many others now surrounded the brothers. After some brief introductions were made, in which the giant blue blob was named Goopy Le Grande and the carnation flower was named Cagney, they soon began asking them questions.

"So, what kind of garden do you boys come from?" Goopy asked.

"Well, we don't any garden." Mugman answered.

"Do you think they are wild flowers?" One of the tulips questioned.

"We're not wildflowers, I can tell ya that." Cuphead remarked.

"And just what species or shall we say genus are you, my young friends?" Goopy asked, sounding like a gentle father.

Mugman thought for a moment. "Well, I suppose you could call me genus poculum Mugman. And you can call my brother genus poculum Cuphead." He replied, getting a rather indignant look from his brother.

"Ever seen a Cuphead or a Mugman with blossoms like those?" One of the daises piped up.

"Come to think of it," Cagney said, "did you ever see a Cuphead or a Mugman?"

"And did you notice their petals?" A small blueberry spoke up, pointing to the brothers clothes. "What interesting colors."

"And no fragrance." A mosquito huffed after taking a sniff.

"And just look at look at those stems," A mushroom pointed out, referring to their legs.

"Quite scrawny if I do say so." Cagney remarked.

"I think they look nice." A kindly ladybug said, only to be shushed by everyone else.

"But... we're not flowers." Cuphead stated.

"Aha!" Cagney exclaimed rather self-righteously. "Just as I thought." He then leaned over to Goopy and whispered, "Those two are nothing but common mobile vulgaris'."

All of the flowers, plants, and bugs gasped in horror, now backing away from the porcelain brothers who simply looked confused.

"Um, what does that mean?" Mugman asked anxiously.

"To put it simply, weeds." Cagney stated with an accusing glare.

Cuphead glared back. "We're not weeds!" He retorted indignantly.

"Well, you wouldn't expect them to admit it, would you?" A beetle said, agreeing with the carnation flower. Soon, everyone else's opinion on the brothers was growing more sour by the minute.

"Goodness, don't let them stay and go to seed." A tulip said.

Now, Cuphead and Mugman were being pushed away from the flowers and bugs as they were accosted with sayings like, "Go away." "Please go." "We don't want weeds in our bed." and "Move along."

The brothers didn't even get a chance to protest, they found themselves being picked up by Cagney and punted out of the tall grass, landing roughly in the dirt. Cuphead sat up, rubbing his sore back as he watched the carnation slink back into the giant grass.

"You can learn a lot of things from flowers, eh?" He grumbled sarcastically. "Well, seems to me like they could learn some manners."

"Let it go, Cuppy. They're not worth it." Mugman told him as he stood up, wiping some of the dirt off his shirt.

Soon enough, the porcelain twins found themselves once again wandering aimlessly though the forrest. Along the way, they witnessed many visual oddities, none that they could well describe in simple terms. In fact, this whole forrest felt like an abandoned canvas of an abstract piece of art.

Just then, as they were peering around the trees, they heard a sharp meow overhead that made them jump. Above them stood a giant grayish-blue furred cat that stared down at them with an unreadable expression.

The brothers meanwhile were frozen as the giant feline continued to stare at them, only slightly tilting it's head at times in curiosity. Both Cuphead and Mugman were tempted to run away but at the same time felt something was keeping them in place. Perhaps it was a strange fascination with the creature or they simply frozen out fear that the cat would eat them, neither of them could really tell at the moment.

For whatever reason, Cuphead stuck out his hand, extending his arm towards the cat's head. He didn't really know what he doing but for some reason or another felt compelled to do this. And it seemed to pay off as the feline stared at his palm for a second before resting it's head on it and nuzzling it.

That got the brothers to calm down as Cuphead let out a breath he had held in while Mugman wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Now that they had calmed down, Cuphead smiled as the cat now seemed less like a giant monster and more or less a cute kitten. Still, both the brothers knew they couldn't stick around for very long as they still had to find a way to get back to that hallway.

So, hardly knowing what he was doing, Mugman bent down and grabbed a stick before flinging at as far as he could. The cat, curious about the stick left the brothers behind as it chased after the stick much like a dog would.

Taking this opportunity, Cuphead and Mugman set off at once, and ran for a long distance until they were sure that the cat's meows were out of earshot. Once they were sure they had gotten away, the two took a moment to catch their breath again.

Once they had done so and were starting to regain their bearings, they head a strange but familiar humming coming from nearby. Curious, the brothers followed the humming, wading through more giant flowers and grass until they upon a small clearing.

In that clearing was a large mushroom, or at least it was large compared to their size. But that wasn't the biggest surprise for them yet.

As the boys entered the clearing, they also now realized that this place seemed to be the source of the humming. And when they looked up to the top of the mushroom, their eyes widened upon seeing none other than...

"ELDER KETTLE?!"

Hope you enjoyed this! I'll try not to take so long for the next chapter.