Disclaimer: I don't own Tom and Jerry.
Ok, so I owe you guys an apology, big time. I know I said I had ideas for two more chapters, and I reassured you guys that Insanity will still continue. Not long after that, I had the biggest writer's block ever and this story hasn't been updated in forever!
Well, it's time to fix this. I know I promised you guys a chapter, and I'm going to give you the chapter you deserve!
By the way, the story of the last chapter, Holiday Horrors, is not going to be continued. Actually, I might just delete that chapter but whatever. This chapter is actually going to be a collection of short stories that I have come up with.
So, read, review, and enjoy!
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Insanity Chapter 16: The Comeback
Short Story 1:
Emeralds
(One reviewer asked me to give Toodles a crush on Tom. So I came up with this. Enjoy.)
Toodles didn't think about Tom all the time. She rarely had the time to think at all with all the chaos her siblings caused. Sometimes they made so much noise that Toodles couldn't hear her own thoughts.
But during the silent moments, like when she was quietly reading a book, or taking a stroll in the park, she wondered what Tom was doing at that moment.
Many people have always criticized her for liking Tom. And they probably had good reason to. To them, Tom was an arrogant, gothic, sadistic jerk who cared about nothing and no one.
But that's not how Toodles saw Tom.
Tom may try to act as nasty as possible, but deep down, he wasn't all that bad. He actually cared about his friends, despite what everyone else thought.
Like the time when Jerry told her about how Tom had risked getting eaten by a lion just to rescue Tyke. The fact that he was nice enough to let Tyke and Spike live with him in the first place said something about his kindness. As for Jerry, Tom may act cold to him, but he's known Jerry longer than he's known Spike, Tyke, and Tuffy, and the two have a pretty good friendship going on (Butch once sent me this CUTE picture about how Tom was sleeping on the couch, with Jerry sleeping on his stomach).
But one of the best things about Tom isn't just his personality, it's his eyes. Tom's eyes are so pretty, no they're not pretty, they're beautiful. It's hard to describe them.
Tom had a pair of beautiful green eyes, but 'green' didn't feel like a strong enough word to describe them.
In a normal situation, Tom's eyes would be apple green, or olive green, or maybe even grass green. It was also worthy to note that a normal situation usually involves yelling, screaming, and sometimes explosions.
When he got angry, his eyes would turn into a dark forest green. In one of the few instances when Tom was happy, his eyes would turn into a beautiful aquamarine color.
But the best times were at the studio, when they were acting out a Tom and Jerry cartoon. It was a well-known fact that Toodles and Tom often ended up together in many of the Tom and Jerry stories (what irony).
When Tom was on the stage and playing the role of... well, Tom, that's when his eyes turned into the most gorgeous color of green ever: Emerald.
Often, when a Tom and Jerry cartoon had a plot based on Tom falling in love with Toodles, she would often have the chance to gaze into his eyes and lose herself into that gorgeous shade of green. She sometimes ends up forgetting her lines because of Tom's distracting green eyes. At times, when Tom kissed her (on stage, of course), she felt as if her heart would melt.
Of course, despite all this, Toodles had no intention of asking him out. It wasn't that she was afraid (well, maybe a little), but Tom had... issues with people. He could barely handle friendships well, but romance...
And besides, it would be awkward to ask him out knowing that Butch had a crush on her. It was kind of obvious actually. Like, pathetically obvious.
It wasn't that she didn't like Butch, but she had absolutely no romantic feelings for him. Tom was the one she liked. Tom was the one who had those big, gorgeous, green emerald eyes.
So distracted Toodles was while she was thinking that she bumped straight into someone and she ended up falling to the ground, spilling her groceries on the ground as well.
She was about to sit up and apologize but the other person spoke first.
"Watch where you're going, you blind twit." Tom said as he rubbed his eyes.
Toodles had the best and worst luck in the world.
"Tom?" she asked.
At the sound of that familiar voice, Tom looked at Toodles.
"Toodles?" Tom asked.
They sat there for a minute staring at each other.
'Awkward' Toodles thought nervously.
She had to take her eyes off of him, or else she'll get lost in his beautiful green eyes again. Looking down, she gaped.
"Oh man!" Toodles said when she realized her groceries were spilled all over the sidewalk.
Saying nothing, Tom grunted as he helped Toodles pick up her groceries. Thankfully, nothing was ruined, and Toodles had grabbed her grocery bag back from Tom.
"Thanks." Toodles said gratefully.
"Don't mention it." Tom said as he turned around and walked off.
Toodles was about to walk too, but then her ankle started to hurt badly and she cried out in pain.
Tom turned around and looked at her.
"What now?" Tom asked.
"I... I think I twisted my ankle." Toodles said as she attempted to walk again, only to be met with more pain.
Tom rolled his eyes.
"You're so clumsy, it's pitiful." Tom said.
He looked at her ankle.
"You should probably go to the doctor and get that looked at." Tom said.
"And how am I supposed to get there with this twisted ankle?" Toodles asked.
"Take a bus." Tom said.
"And how am I supposed to do that?! My ankle's twisted, remember?!" Toodles asked.
Tom sighed.
"Get on my back." he said.
Toodles paused in her tracks.
"What?" Toodles asked.
"I said, get on my back." Tom said.
"You want to give me a piggyback ride?" Toodles asked.
"Do you want to go home or not?" Tom asked.
"Oh, well, uh, when you put it that way..."
Toodles went and climbed on Tom's back, making sure that she had a good grip on his shoulders.
With that, Tom took Toodles home, carrying her on his back. It was a little awkward carrying her on his back but he managed. For once, Toodles didn't talk much, which was a relief since normally, you couldn't shut her up. Actually, if it wasn't for her weight on his back, and the fact that Tom could smell her perfume, he wouldn't have remembered that Toodles was even on his back in the first place.
Tom took a detour at the nearest medical clinic, so Toodles could get her foot looked at. Unsurprisingly, Droopy was there, but despite this, Tom stayed with Toodles as she got her foot checked. Fortunately, nothing serious had happened. Toodles' foot was sprained but it should get better in no time.
Afterwards, he walked with her as she headed to her house, which was right across the street from the Tom and Jerry Mansion.
She opened her door and looked back at Tom.
"So, uh, thanks for helping me out back there." Toodles said.
"You're welcome." Tom said.
"So, I guess I'll see you later at the studio." Toodles said.
"Whatever."
With that, Tom turned around and headed back to the mansion. Toodles smiled when she thought about how much better Tom is getting at being nice. Granted, he still acts like a jerk, but less of one than before.
He might not be ready for a romantic relationship now, but maybe someday...
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Short Story 2: I NEED CHILI DOGS!
It was a well-known fact that Tyke Bulldog loved chili dogs. The pup practically worshipped the food. Unless he had chili dogs, Tyke would always be miserable. To him, chili dogs were the greatest food ever, each bite was full of spicy delicious goodness, each touch so packed with gooey sweetness. In the mind of Tyke, chilidogs were practically love made real.
This was why when Tyke was hungry in the middle of the night, and he discovered that the chilidog supply was empty; it ended up with the Tom and Jerry Crew going to the grocery store at 2:00 in the morning, trying to purchase some hotdogs and chili just because Tyke wouldn't shut up about his chilidogs.
Butch yawned as he and the others stood inside of Wal-Mart. They weren't even fully dressed; they were still in their pajamas.
"Remind me. We are we here in Walmart in the middle of the night, and not in our nice warm beds?" Butch asked.
Tom was glaring angrily.
"Because the brat here wouldn't shut up about his chilidogs." Tom said.
"And once Tyke starts craving chilidogs, you can't shut him up until you give him some." Jerry said.
"I WANT CHILI DOGS! I WANT CHILI DOGS! I WANT CHILI DOGS!" said the hungry pup.
"Would you clamp it?! I don't want to hear your screams at 2:00 in the morning!" Tom said.
Spike yawned.
"Why didn't we go to Save-a-Lot? It's closer to our house." Spike said.
"It's also closed, you nimrod." Tom said.
Jerry yawned.
"Let's just get the chili and the hotdogs and get out of here." Jerry said.
"CHILIDOGS!" Tyke screamed.
"Yes, and we'd better hurry. Tyke's screams are only going to get worse from here." Spike said.
And so, that's how they ended up going to the aisles where the groceries were. Tom had gotten some lettuce and he put it in the basket. Then, he went to get some tomatoes, which he also put in the basket.
Butch picked up the lettuce and looked at it.
"These don't look like the ingredients for chilidogs." Butch said.
"We're not getting chilidogs. We're going to make a salad. Tyke eats chilidogs every day. If he eats chilidogs all the time, he's going to get sick. That's why we're going to make a salad." Tom said.
"I don't think Tyke is going to like that." Butch said.
"I don't think I care." Tom said.
Tom continued to push the basket. Meanwhile, Tyke was walking along with a smile on his face. He did not pay any attention to the conversation that the two cats were having. Instead, he was running around, making engine noises out of his mouth, and pretending that he was a race car.
Eventually, they made it to the checkout counter. Tom was putting the items on the counter. Butch was leaning on the basket with a tired look on his face. Spike was just hoping that they'd get back home soon. Jerry was so sleepy that he had fallen on the ground and passed out.
As for Tyke, he was smiling as he looked at the items Tom was putting on the counter. But then he frowned when he didn't see any hotdogs or chili.
"Where's the chili? Where are the hotdogs?" Tyke asked in confusion.
"We're not making chilidogs. We're making a salad." Tom said.
It took a moment for Tyke to process this.
"No... chilidogs?" Tyke asked sadly.
He started to sniffle. Then he started crying.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Tyke cried.
Tom covered his ears.
"Gah, shut up!" he said.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Tyke cried.
"I said shut up, you runty little brat!" Tom said.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Tom paid for the groceries and turned to Spike.
"Spike, do us a favor and tell your little brat to be quiet." Tom said.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Tyke, please calm down!" Spike said.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Tom, can't we please just get the kid some chilidogs?" Butch asked.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Tom glared angrily.
"I don't care how much he cries. We're making a salad and that's final." Tom said.
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Tyke never did stop crying. Later on, in the car, the Tom and Jerry Crew were heading to their mansion.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Tyke was still bawling his eyes out in the backseat. Tom was attempting to drive home carefully but it was a little difficult when you had a headache the size of Montana.
"Tyke, calm down!" Jerry said.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Please be quiet!" Butch said.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Can you stop crying? Please?" Spike asked.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Shut up!" Tom said.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Despite the attempts of the adults to calm Tyke down, he continued to cry until they made it back to the mansion. And he was STILL crying.
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"Here." Tom said as he shoved a plate of salad in front of Tyke.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"I'm not making anything else, so eat that salad or starve!" Tom said as he walked off.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Tyke only cried harder.
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Later on, it was 8:00 in the morning, and Tyke was still crying. None of the adults could get any sleep because of Tyke's crying.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"How could someone have enough energy to cry for six hours straight?!" Butch said as he rubbed his red blood-shot eyes.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Someone please make it stop." Jerry said as he covered his ears.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Tom glared angrily.
"Let him cry. He's still not getting any chilidogs." he said.
"But how much longer is he going to cry?" Jerry asked.
"Probably only for a few more minutes." Spike said.
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32 days later...
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Tyke had cried for so long that there was literally a giant puddle in the Tom and Jerry Mansion. It was bigger than a puddle actually; it was more like a small river.
Jerry was panting heavily as he sat on top of a raft.
"Are you okay?" Butch asked Jerry.
Jerry glared at Butch angrily.
"I almost drowned in Tyke's tears! Do I look okay?" Jerry asked.
Tom got up angrily.
"32 days of non-stop crying is long enough. I'm going to shut that dog up!" Tom said as he cracked his knuckles.
Tom swam all the way to Tyke's bedroom. Inside the room, Tyke was still crying. Tom opened the door and immediately, a river of tears splashed out and threw Tom all the way to the end of the hall. By this time, the whole house was almost filled with rivers of tears.
Everyone in the house was now submerged underwater because the river of tears as big enough to reach the ceiling.
Meanwhile, Toodles had decided to visit the Tom and Jerry Crew and she was right outside the door. She knocked on the door several times but no one answered it.
She waited for a few minutes before knocking again.
No one answered.
Toodles sighed and grabbed the spare key that was under the carpet. She unlocked the door and opened it. Immediately, a river of water spilled out and splashed her all the way to the street.
"GAH!" she cried as she was thrown into the street by the water. The Tom and Jerry Crew spilled out of the house and landed on the ground outside.
Toodles got up and looked at her soaked fur. She shook her head.
"You know, maybe I'll just come over and visit another time." Toodles said as she walked away angrily.
Tom was on the grass, and he spat water out of his mouth angrily.
"THAT'S IT! THAT PUP IS GOING TO DIE!" Tom said as he walked back in the mansion.
"Wait, Tom!" Spike said as they ran back into the mansion.
The crew walked into the mansion and that's when they noticed something strange. It was silent.
"I... don't hear anything." Butch said.
"He must have stopped crying." Jerry said.
"I'll check on him." Spike said as he walked up the slightly-wet stairs.
The others followed him.
Spike opened the door and peeked inside. Then he gasped in horror.
"Oh no." Spike said.
Tyke was in the middle of the floor. He wasn't moving, but he was twitching a little. He looked sick.
"Tyke!" the others surrounded Tyke.
"What's wrong with him?" Jerry asked.
"I know what's wrong with him. The poor baby is going through Chilidog Withdrawal." Spike said.
"Chilidog... Withdrawal?!" Butch asked.
"That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard!" Tom said.
"Until he gets a chilidog, Tyke is going to continue feeling sick and weak." Spike said.
"Poor Tyke. And to think that this had to happen so close to his birthday." Jerry said.
"Wait, birthday?" Spike asked.
"Of course, Tyke's birthday is in a few days." Jerry said.
"Birthday... that's it! I know how to cheer Tyke up!" Spike said as he ran out of the room.
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Several days later, it was Tyke's birthday. A big party was thrown at the mansion, and many people had attended.
Tuffy was there, along with Jerry's sister, Jan. Meathead, Ariel, and Lightning were there. Mrs. Two-Shoes was there, and so was Droopy, Toodles, Jack Nobody, and Batman. Even the Director had made an appearance at the party.
It was Tyke's 7th birthday party. Today, he would be turning 7 years old. And everyone at the party was happy, except for Tyke.
Although, the pup did smile when they brought out the birthday cake. The thought of consuming the sugar that was in the cake was enough to temporarily drown out his chilidog withdrawal.
Then, it was time for the birthday song.
"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, dear... uh..."
A brief pause.
"Wait, whose birthday is this again?" Batman asked.
"Tyke's." Spike growled.
"Oh, yeah. Right." Batman said.
"Happy birthday, dear Tyke. Happy birthday to you!"
They cheered as Tyke blew out the candles. It was official. Tyke was now a seven-year-old.
Then, everyone had handed Tyke their birthday presents. Tuffy had gotten him 5 different issues of Tyke's favorite comic book 'The Adventures of Captain Potato-Head.' Toodles had gave him some new clothes. Batman had gave him a complete collection of Batman: The Animated Series Volumes 1, 2, 3, and 4. Everyone else gave him some presents, and while they were nice, Tyke still wasn't happy. That is until Spike's present arrived at the house.
"That's it! Back it up!" Spike said to a giant loading truck, "Back it up! Back it up! And let it go!"
The truck dumped a really big box on the ground. Everyone gaped at the box.
"Oh... wow." Ariel said.
"That's a really big box..." Toodles said.
"Wonder what's in it." Jerry asked.
"Come on, Tyke. Open your present!" Spike said.
The little pup shrugged nonchalantly as he walked up to the big box. He tore off the ribbons and the box opened up. When he saw what was in the box, his eyes widened. He nearly cried for joy. The little pup was more than ecstatic.
"Happy birthday, son! Enjoy your present: a lifetime supply of chili dogs!" Spike said.
There had to be more than a million chilidogs in the giant pile. Tyke's mouth watered and there was only one thing he could say.
"CHILIDOOOOOOOOOOGGGGS!"
Tyke jumped into the pile of chili dogs and began to eat. He devoured chilidog after chilidog. Savoring the taste of the delicious chilidogs.
Tyke stuck his head out. His entire face was covered with chili and cheese and onions and the little pup grinned happily.
"CHILIDOGS!" he cried.
"Tyke, what do you say?" Jerry said.
"Thank you!" Tyke said to Spike.
"You're welcome." Spike said.
Tyke hopped back into the chilidog pile. Slowly, the pile began to get shorter... and shorter... and shorter...
"I'll bet 100 bucks that the brat will finish all those chilidogs by 5:00." Tom said.
"I'll bet you 500 dollars that Tyke will finish all those chilidogs by 3:00." Batman said.
"You've got a deal." Tom said.
With that, the Tom and Jerry Crew (and friends) sat down and watched as the huge pile of chilidogs got smaller and smaller.
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Short Story 3: Shiver Me Whiskers
AN: This short story is written in poetry format. So, expect to see a lot of rhyming words.
The year was now 2007, which marked the end of the 2006 movie sales. It has been one year since the creation of Tom and Jerry Tales. Needless to say, Tom and Jerry fans loved the show. The beautiful animation and various humorous stories were actually of good measure. So much so that they had called for a second season of the show, much to Tom's displeasure.
In order to keep the popularity up, Warner Bros. had to do something in order to keep people interested in Tom and Jerry. After all, they absolutely needed the show to keep people merry. It was the only way for them to make money, you see. And so, they made another Tom and Jerry movie.
The day started like any other day, with Tyke waking up everyone in the house with his screams of laughter and joy. He was jumping up, and laughing, and playing with a bomb as if it was a toy.
However, the others were very sleepy, you see. Tom, in particular, needed his coffee. So, there they were, sitting in the room, listening to Tyke as he sang. When suddenly, that was when the phone rang.
Jerry answered the phone; it was the Director on the line. He said, "Come to the Studio, and you better get here on time!"
And so, the Tom and Jerry Crew left their house. Wondering what Wonder Bros. had in store for our favorite cat and mouse.
They made it to the studio, and the Director looked irate. He yelled, "Why in the world are you guys so late?"
Jerry said, "Please stop yelling. I'm so very tired."
The Director said, "Don't talk back to me, or you will be fired."
"Let's cut to the chase. Why are we here?" Tom said.
"Take a look at this poster and all will be clear." The Director said.
Tom looked at the poster, and then he narrowed his eyes.
Jerry, meanwhile, was snacking on crackers, much to his delight. Tyke was hungry and wanted to have some of Jerry's Ritz. But Tom was angry because they were making a movie about pirates!
"You can't be serious! This is a stupid idea!" Tom said.
"Actually, I think it's a great idea!" Butch said.
"Shut up and get to work! I don't pay you to stand there and stall!" the Director yelled.
"What are you talking about? You don't pay us at all." Jerry said.
And so, the Tom and Jerry Crew went to action. For several long months, they filmed scenes for the movie, much to the Director's satisfaction.
Yes, they worked so hard that they started to get blisters for this new movie, called Tom and Jerry: Shiver Me Whiskers. This new movie will surely help the Tom and Jerry fan base grow. But what happened next, you probably don't want to know.
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Short Story 4: The Food War
Smoke had filled the air, the sky had turned red, and the battlefield was filled with fallen bodies. Tyke narrowed his eyes as he loaded up another weapon.
All around him, soldiers were falling. It wouldn't be long before all of his men were defeated. But Tyke would do everything in his power to make sure that won't happen.
But their enemies weren't just ordinary enemies. They were huge monstrous beings, with hideous deformed bodies. These enemies weren't human at all, nor were they animals. These enemies were none other than giant walking sticks of broccoli.
Yes, you heard that right, giant walking sticks of broccoli. Tyke and his army were fighting living vegetables. These creatures sort of reminded Tyke of the main characters of Veggie Tales, only these creatures were filled to the brim with pure evil.
Tyke loaded another cannon, and fired chili dogs at the creatures. The chili dogs hit their faces and the enemies fell to the ground. But more enemies would come. Tyke knew that. Luckily, he came prepared with his special chili dog cannon.
"Eat some chili dogs, you monsters!" Tyke yelled as he shot the chili dogs from his cannon.
One by one, the creatures fell to the ground as they were knocked in the face by chili dogs. But the creatures had reinforcements as a helicopter flew up above them. The door opened and the creature had aimed a weapon at Tyke.
"Fire!" said the broccoli man.
They fired the weapon and shot spinach at Tyke and his soldiers.
"No! Not spinach! Anything but spinach!" Tyke said.
His soldiers let out cries of pain as they fell to the ground with spinach in their faces. Tyke knew they wouldn't last long here.
Tyke ran for cover as he dodged the spinach.
But the creatures kept coming and more soldiers were falling. Tyke needed a special weapon and he needed it soon. So, he grabbed some tomato-grenades and threw them at the creatures. The creatures were getting ready to fire.
Meanwhile, Spike was on his way to the bathroom in the Tom and Jerry Mansion. He opened the door and looked around. Instead of the small bathroom that he was expecting to see, he saw a red sky, a smoky battlefield and several hundred soldiers fighting against an army of vegetable monsters. One of the soldiers happened to be his son, who was throwing tomato-grenades at the creatures. Spike closed the door.
"Maybe I'll just use the downstairs bathroom." he said as he walked downstairs.
Meanwhile, back in the bathroom, I mean, back at the battlefield, Tyke had run out of tomato-grenades.
He was defenseless and helpless as the creatures closed in on him. But then, just when all hope seemed to be lost, a giant dragon came out of nowhere. But this wasn't an ordinary dragon. This was a dragon that was made entirely out of cheese. Tyke smiled as he jumped on the cheese-dragon's back. The monsters knew they were doomed.
The cheese-dragon roared and shot flames out of its mouth (actually, they weren't flames, it was melted cheese, but for the sake of awesomeness, let's just pretend they were flames.)
The 'flames' hit the monsters, which fell to the ground in pain. The cheese-dragon flew in the air and Tyke grabbed a machine gun. He fired balls of cheese at the vegetable monsters, and the creatures fell to the ground in agony.
The cheese-dragon flew up above the creatures, and Tyke dropped a bomb on the ground next to them. The bomb exploded, and chili burst out of it. The creatures were knocked back by the chili-bomb.
Tyke jumped to the ground, machine guns in hand, as he walked to the fallen creatures.
"N-n-no more. W-we... we surrender." the monsters said.
"What was that?" Tyke asked.
"I said, we surrender! Please, no more, we SURRENDER!" the monster said.
Tyke smiled.
The enemy has surrendered, and the food war was finally over. It was most certainly a happy ending.
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Short Story 5: Bedtime Stories
AN: Ever wonder what inspired Warner Bros. to make a Tom and Jerry movie based on Robin Hood? Well, this short story is a prelude to Robin Hood and His Merry Mouse.
Tuffy Mouse sat in his bed, as his mother read him a bedtime story. Jan was reading her son a bedtime story about Robin Hood.
"And so, the brave Robin Hood had rescued Maid Marian and defeated the wicked Prince John." she said.
Tuffy shook his head.
"Mom, that's not how the story goes." he said.
"Oh?" Jan asked as she looked at her son.
Tuffy smiled.
"Robin Hood had the help of his partner, Jerry Mouse. Robin was captured and put in prison along with the rest of his merry men, all except for one, and that's Jerry, his merry mouse. Jerry rescues Robin Hood, and, along with his ally, Tom Cat, they defeat Prince John and save Sherwood Forest." he said.
Jan smiled at her son.
"So, Jerry saved the day, huh?" she asked.
"Yep. He's always the hero." Tuffy said as he yawned and closed his eyes.
Jan got up and headed for the door.
"Good night, Tuffy." she said.
"Good night, mom."
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Saucely Kazzy Carton: And that's the last short story.
Jerry: Those stories were good. But I couldn't help but notice that I don't have a big role in many of them.
Saucely Kazzy Carton: Well, I was trying to focus more on the supporting characters of this fanfic, instead of the main characters. Toodles got a story and so did Tuffy. And many others made an appearance as well.
Butch: So, when are you going to make the next chapter?
Saucely Kazzy Carton: How should I know? It could be next week, next month, next year, I don't know.
Jerry: But Mr. Carton might update faster if he got some reviews.
Saucely Kazzy Carton: I told Jerry to say that. I bribed him with some cheese.
Spike: Don't forget to review and tell the author which short story was your favorite. He really values your opinions.
Saucely Kazzy Carton: Or you could just tell me how much you missed me (I know you did). Or, you can yell at me angrily for how long I kept you guys waiting for another chapter. I don't care so long as you review.
Tyke: And don't forget to send in lots of free chilidogs!
Jerry: You just ate a lifetime supply of chilidogs! How could you possibly want any more?
Tyke: You can never have too many chili dogs.
Tom: If I hear the word 'chilidog' one more time, I'm going to be sick.
Spike: Why?
Tom: Because I hate chilidogs. That's why.
Jerry: It's true. Tom can never eat more than one chilidog without getting sick.
Tyke: That's because he can't handle it like I can.
Tom: What?
Tyke: You can't eat more than one chilidog without getting sick, while I can eat many chilidogs at once. I have a cast-iron belly that can digest anything and your belly is too weak to handle one chilidog.
Tom: Brat, you're treading on dangerous ground.
Tyke: (Is mocking Tom) Ooh, I ate one chilidog and I can't handle it! Barf!
Jerry: Tyke...
Tyke: Oh no, I drank some lactose milk, can't handle it! Vomit!
Spike: Tyke...
Tyke: I ate some cheese and my stomach can't take it! Gag!
Tom: (Is red with fury) That does it! Spike, go to the kitchen and make as many chilidogs as you can. We'll see who has a cast-iron belly.
Tyke: It's on!
Saucely Kazzy Carton: Oh, wow, an eating contest between Tom and Tyke. This will be interesting. Anyway, please review and tune in next time. Bye!