Disclaimer: I don't own Tom and Jerry.
Alright, it's time for the 17th chapter of Insanity! I hope you're excited because this is the beginning of a brand new story arc.
To Guest: Hm, so you want the Tom and Jerry Crew to hang out with the Looney Tunes? That's cool, but there are a LOT of Looney Tunes characters so did you want them hanging out with any specific characters in general?
Insanity Chapter 17: Mr. Nice Guy
It was another day in Cartoon City, the home of many famous cartoon characters. And today happened to be a very special day in the Tom and Jerry Mansion. The day was April 12th, which meant that there were only three days until Tom's birthday, which was on April 15.
Jerry, Butch, and Spike were planning a surprise birthday party for the gray cat, and at the moment, they were in the kitchen, arguing over who should bake the cake.
"I'm telling you. I should be the one to bake the cake!" Spike said.
"No! It's MY brother's birthday, so I'LL make the cake." Butch said.
"The last time you made a cake; it came to life and tried to eat us all." Jerry said.
"We want to make a cake that we can eat, not a cake that eats us!" Spike said.
Butch glared at Spike and Jerry.
"Like you two are any better than me. What do you guys know about cake-baking?" he asked.
"Well, I know that you use frosting to make it." Spike said.
Butch laughed.
"It takes more than frosting to bake a cake, Spike." he said.
"Well, I'll make the cake then. I've made a cake before." Jerry said.
"So have I!" Butch said.
"Yeah, but my cakes aren't toxic." Jerry shot back.
"Why do you guys keep insulting my cooking? It isn't that bad!" he said.
"Have you ever tasted your own cooking before?" Jerry asked.
"Well, no." Butch said.
"Well, it tastes bad. I mean REALLY bad." Jerry said.
"Surely, my cooking isn't THAT terrible." Butch said.
Spike sighed.
"You know what? Forget this. Why don't we just buy a cake? It's easier, and we won't need to worry about baking it." Spike said.
"That sounds like a good idea. But we can't let Tom see it. It's supposed to be a 'surprise' birthday party." Jerry said.
"Speaking of which, where is Tom anyway?" Butch asked.
"He's picking up Tyke from school." Jerry said.
"By the way, what presents are we going to give Tom?" Spike asked.
"You mean we have to give him presents too? Isn't a cake enough?" Butch complained.
Spike glared at him.
"We need to give him something. If only we knew what kind of presents he liked." Spike said.
The three cartoon characters started to think. What would Tom like for his birthday?
"What about a book?" Jerry asked.
"No, he's got a lot of books already. We need to give him something... special." Butch said.
"Like what?" Spike asked, "There's nothing we can give him that he either doesn't have, or can't buy it from a store."
"What if we gave him a fruitcake?" Jerry asked.
Butch slapped him.
Jerry rubbed his cheek and glared at him.
"It was just a suggestion." he said.
Suddenly, they heard the sound of jingling keys as the doorknob began to turn. The three actors gasped.
"Tom and Tyke are back!" Jerry said.
"Everyone split up and act natural! Remember, not a word of this to Tom." Butch said.
They split up immediately. Spike hopped on the recliner, Jerry grabbed a book and sat down. Butch stayed in the kitchen and whistled out loud while he was standing there. The door opened and Tom walked in, wearing his typical frown on his face. Tyke ran inside, holding a toy rocketship in his mouth.
"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Tyke ran around the house.
The pup threw his backpack down the stairs, uncaring of the fact that all of his homework spilled out and landed in the basement.
Tom frowned deeply as he walked in the house, looking at everyone. The mansion was quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of Tyke playing with his toy rocketship as if it was a chewing ball.
"You three are awfully quiet." Tom said suspiciously.
"No we're not." Jerry said.
"What makes you say that?" Spike asked.
"It's not like we're planning a surprise birthday party or anything." Butch said.
Tom narrowed his eyes as he looked at everyone. Finally, he shrugged.
"Whatever. I need my tea." he said.
He walked into the kitchen, where Butch was standing in front of the refrigerator.
"Hi, Tom. Is there anything you need?" Butch asked.
"Yes, I need my tea and you're blocking my path. Move!" Tom said.
Tom roughly shoved Butch to the floor as he opened the refrigerator and grabbed his tea. He closed the door and walked out of the kitchen, where he headed for his recliner. Then, Tom stopped in his tracks. He narrowed his eyes and glared deeply at Spike. The dog looked confused at first until he realized that he was sitting in Tom's recliner.
"Unless you want to suffer massive amounts of pain, I suggest you get out of that seat." Tom said darkly.
"I don't see your name on it." Spike said.
"Don't get smart with me." Tom said.
"Look, I'm occupying this seat, okay? Just sit on the couch." Spike said.
Tom narrowed his eyes at him. Spike narrowed his eyes back at him.
"Don't think you can intimidate me like that. You don't scare me." Spike said.
Tom frowned and walked away. Spike smiled, feeling proud that he triumphed over Tom. He wasn't going to let himself get run over by that cat. It wasn't like Tom ever carried out his threats. He was all bark and no bite. He always threatened people but never made any move to carry out his threats. Why, Tom was... wait, why was the chair moving?
Spike didn't realize it since he was too busy feeling proud about himself, but Tom had picked up the recliner and carried it to the 3rd floor of the house while Spike was still sitting in it. He stopped in front of a window and thrusted the chair forward. Spike was thrown off the chair and he was tossed out the 3rd story window.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
That was the sound of Spike falling from the 3rd story window. Don't worry, he's a cartoon character, he'll survive.
"No one... sits... in my... recliner." Tom hissed.
With that, Tom took the chair downstairs and sat himself down in it. He sipped his tea, as he relaxed himself. Spike opened the door. He was all bruised up and he glared angrily at Tom, but he didn't do anything.
"One of these days..." Spike muttered as he walked upstairs.
All was quiet until...
"I'M HUNGRY!" Tyke yelled out loud.
Tom frowned.
"WAAAAAAAAAAA! I WANT FOOD!" Tyke yelled.
"Jerry, make the brat some food." Tom said.
"What? Why do I have to do it?" Jerry asked, "You can make him some food, you know."
Tom glared at Jerry.
"Jerry, make... the brat... some food..." Tom growled.
"Alright, alright." Jerry said as he headed for the kitchen.
"What do you want to eat, Tyke?" Jerry asked.
"Chilidogs!" Tyke yelled happily.
"We don't have any chili. And our hotdogs are expired. How about I just make you a pizza?" Jerry asked.
Tyke frowned but nodded anyway.
"Okay." he said.
And so, the Tom and Jerry Crew sat there in silence. The pizza was made and it was given to Tyke, who ate it. The pup turned on the TV and turned to the nearest cartoon channel to see what was on.
"Ninja Turtles! Yay!" Tyke said as he jumped in front of the TV screen, his pizza all but forgotten.
Jerry got up and went to the door.
"I'm going for a walk." Jerry said.
"Wait, I think I'll go with you." Spike said.
"Count me in too!" Butch said.
The three anthropomorphs headed for the door and left, leaving Tom and Tyke by themselves.
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Outside, Jerry, Butch, and Spike were walking. All of them were complaining.
"Guys, Tom is driving me crazy!" Jerry said as he put his hands on his head, "He always thinks that he's in charge. He's always bossing me around like I'm his servant or something!"
"Yeah, that cat thinks he's the center of the universe! It's either his way or the highway! And at the rate things are going, I'd rather take the highway!" Spike said.
Butch shook his head.
"Have you guys completely forgotten that we're supposed to be planning for his birthday?" he asked.
"Forget it. Tom can celebrate his own birthday party. I want nothing to do with him anymore." Spike said.
"Yeah, all he does is treat us like slaves. That's all he does. And it's got to stop." Jerry said.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. My sibling is a pain in the neck. If only there was something we could do to change him. You know, make him into a nicer person." Butch said.
"But how could we possibly do that?" Jerry asked.
"Yeah, it's impossible. We'd need some kind of high-tech invention capable of altering personalities. And no one we know has that kind of technology." Spike said.
Suddenly, a light-bulb went off in Butch's head.
"No, wait, yes we do. We DO know somebody with that kind of technology. Remember the turtle, Jack Nobody. He has all kinds of inventions." Butch said.
Spike's eyes widened.
"Yeah, you're right. If anyone can help us out, it's him!" Spike said.
"Jack Nobody? Isn't that the guy that helped us reunite when we were on our quest?" Jerry asked.
"Yeah, and now he's the guy who can help us change Tom into a better person. Come on!" Butch said.
Butch, Jerry, and Spike went off so they could see Jack Nobody.
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Meanwhile, at the same time, two evil human cartoon characters were meeting each other in their evil lair. These two evil villains were both humans who once starred in a cartoon show that starred in the 1930's. But when it was canceled, they turned bad. They were mean, they were evil, they were rotten, and they were none other than the original Tom and Jerry (you know, Van Beuren's Tom and Jerry)
They hated the modern cat-and-mouse Tom and Jerry and had once tried to kill them, but thanks to a lion with a pup trapped in its belly, their plans were foiled. But now, they had time to come up with a new plan. One that couldn't possibly fail.
Tom and Jerry would never know what hit them.
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KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
Spike knocked on the door of Jacob Nelson, the turtle who liked to call himself Jack Nobody. Why did he like to call himself this? No one knew.
Soon, Jacob answered the door and looked at the three of them.
"Jerry Mouse? Spike? Butch? Wow, I didn't expect to get any visitors today." he said.
"Um, hi, Jack." Jerry said.
"We kinda have a problem and we were wondering if you could help us out." Butch said.
"Sure. Come on in." Jack said.
Jack Nobody led the three cartoon characters into his house. Jerry, who had never been in his house before, marveled at all of the inventions that were on the walls.
"I don't get many visitors out here. It's nice to have some company for a change." Jack said. "But, why are you guys here?"
Jerry frowned.
"It's Tom." he said, "He's driving us crazy."
Butch spoke up.
"Yeah, Tom is always so... so... well, he's Tom."
"I'm not sure I follow you." Jack said.
"It's just that, Tom is being a real pain in the neck. He's always bossing us around, barking orders, and when we don't follow them, he throws us out of three story windows." Spike said.
Jack shook his head.
"Well, that doesn't sound very nice." Jack said.
"And that's not even the worst part of it. He's always so grumpy. I haven't seen that cat crack a smile in weeks." Spike said.
"Everywhere he goes, he brings nothing but a cloud of misery, which ruins everyone's day. And we were hoping that maybe you have an invention that can make him a better person." Jerry said.
Jack thought about that.
"Hm, a device that can help Tom become a better person... Oh! I have just the thing! Come with me." Jack Nobody said.
Jack led the others into his laboratory, where he shows them a device that was hanging up on the wall.
"This is one of my inventions that I like to call 'the Personality-Changer.' Basically, it takes everyone's personality and changes it to it's opposite. For instance, if it hits someone who's normally very nice and kind, it will turn them into someone who's very mean and nasty. Likewise, if it hits someone who's mean, it will turn them into a kind person." Jack said.
Jerry smiled.
"That's perfect! Just the device we need! How much money do you want for it?" he asked.
"Oh, I'm not charging you anything. You can have it for free." Jack said.
"For free? Wow, thanks." Jerry said.
"Come on, guys. It's time to commence Operation: Turn Tom Into a Nice Guy!" Spike said.
"That's kind of a mouthful. Why don't you just call it Operation: Nice Guy?" Butch asked.
"Whatever." Spike said.
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It was time to put their plan into motion. Soon, Tom and Jerry will get what is coming to them. And then, the Original Tom and Jerry would have the last laugh!
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Later that day, Tom was at home, sitting on the couch, reading a book, when the door opened and Jerry, Butch, and Spike walked in the door.
"Where have you three fools been? You said you were going for a walk, and that was three hours ago." Tom said.
"We went to visit an old friend." Jerry said.
Butch was hiding the personality-flipper behind his back.
Tom narrowed his eyes.
"An old friend?" he asked.
"We visited Jack Nobody." Butch said.
"Why?" Tom asked.
"So he could give us this!" Butch said.
Before Tom could do anything, Butch took the personality-flipper and aimed it at Tom. He fired it, and a red beam hit Tom and the cat was knocked to the floor.
The gray cat didn't move. Butch gulped.
"I hope Jack Nobody's device works, otherwise, Tom is going to grill us bigtime for this." he said.
Finally, Tom got up. He glared angrily at them, looking mightily ticked off. They winced.
The device didn't work.
But just when it looked like Tom was going to start shouting at them, he suddenly smiled brightly.
"Oh, where are my manners? You must be exhausted. Come in and sit down." Tom said.
Butch and Jerry looked at each other in confusion but then they shrugged, and sat down on the couch. Spike was about to sit down next to them, but then Tyke jumped up and sat next to them.
"Great. Now where am I supposed to sit?" Spike asked.
"Oh, don't worry. You can sit on my recliner." Tom said.
Spike paused in his tracks.
"Wait... you don't mind me sitting in your recliner?" he asked.
"Of course I don't. I wouldn't be a good landlord if I didn't give my tenants the proper treatment that they deserve." Tom said.
Jerry whispered to Butch.
"Um, Butch? I think the device worked." he said.
"I can see that, Jerry." Butch said.
"Now, I bet you all are hungry. Why don't I fix you guys something to eat. And don't you dare worry about the dishes. I'll clean them later." Tom said.
"I think I can get used to this new Tom." Spike said.
"I think we all can." Jerry said.
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Dinner that night was peaceful in the Tom and Jerry Mansion. True to his word, Tom had cleaned all the dishes. And he didn't stop there. He did the laundry, cleaned the house, took out all the trash, and he even took the time to help Tyke with his homework.
Tom had turned into a really nice guy.
Almost... too nice.
But it certainly was an improvement from the old, nasty Tom. At least, that's what Jerry, Spike, and Butch thought. But as they went to bed that night, the three of them couldn't help but wonder if they just made a horrible mistake...
- To be continued
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Jerry: Well, this sure was faster than the last update.
Saucely Kazzy Carton: You sound surprised.
Butch: Hey, do you think that maybe if you got some more reviews, you could update faster?
Saucely Kazzy Carton: Maybe. Then again, maybe not. We'll just have to see. But reviews DO give me inspiration.
Spike: Anyway, let's discuss something else.
Butch: Like what?
Jerry: Our latest movie perhaps?
Saucely Kazzy Carton: Are you talking about that SpyQuest movie?
Jerry: Something like that, yes. Have you seen it yet?
Saucely Kazzy Carton: No, I haven't but I plan on purchasing the DVD soon.
Spike: That's really interesting. *(Cough) not really (Cough)*
Butch: This is getting boring. Let's talk about something else.
Tyke: Let's talk about chilidogs!
Tom: Or wars.
Jerry: Or superheroes.
Saucely Kazzy Carton: Superheroes?
Jerry: Yeah, who's your favorite superhero? Mine is Superman.
Saucely Kazzy Carton: Really? I like Batman better.
Spike: No, Batman's a nut. I prefer Iron Man.
Butch: But Spider-Man can beat all of those losers!
Tom: I like the Punisher...
Jerry: You would.
Tyke: LARRYBOY!
Tom: ... ... ... who's Larryboy?