Hilda Gloom was sleeping soundly in her dark bedroom, the soft purple blankets incaved her, and she snored very softly, the blankets where her chest lay rose up in down with every breath.
Suddenly Grim shook his wife, startling her. She groggily faced Grim, an annoyed expressing plastered on her face.
"WHAT is it GRIM?" She shrieked, rubbing her eyes, still exhausted.
Grim gestured to the window. "Look outside my precious. Don't you see IT!"
Hilda slowly got out of bed, she squinted out their yellow-stained window. Her face turned from a questioning look to an angry look. "There's nothing out there Grim!"
Grim narrowed his eyebrows, tilting his head to the side in confusion. "Hmmm. Maybe you can't see him." He rushed over to the lightswitch and turned it on, causing Hilda to squeeze her eyes closed in pain.
"OUCH GRIM! You could have at least WARNED me about that!"
"Sorry my evil sweetheart, but look!" Grim pointed out at the scenery outside, and Hilda lowered her hands from her eyes; finally seeing what Grim was so ecstatic to show her.
Her mouth opened in shock. "Is that... Happy?! What's he doing out in the forest? Especially this late!"
Hilda realized who she asked such a complicated question to, and facepalmed herself.
"I don't know..." Grim responded. "But Happy is close by, giving us an opportunity to DWARFNAP him!"
Hilda kept staring outside. "Yeah well... our plan isn't very well thought out Grim... once we get Happy, what are we going to do to make him depressed? We haven't thought out any of the important details. I don't think this plan will work."
Grim smiled. "We don't HAVE to make him sad, HE ALREADY IS!"
"What?" Hilda asked, bewildered. She glanced outside again, seeing Happy lift his face up, and to her surprise, Happy was weeping. Obvious tears streamed down Happy's frosty-red face. Happy wiped off some of the tears from his cheeks and sat in silence. Hilda smiled widely at Happy's misery. "Grim... this is like a miracle!" She stared at Grim, looking straight into his eyes. "Go get him. I'll be right there with a bag."
Happy lifted his head from his clasped hands. He stared at the salted pool he created with his tears that seeped out of his fingers. He wiped the rest of the tears streaming down his face and took a deep breath, trying to calm down.
I can't stay out here forever... He thought to himself. Eventually I have to go back and talk to them. Maybe we all can make up. Happy solemnly smiled for a split second, but quickly changed his expression when hearing a log break in the distance. Happy stood up, twisting around in circles, starting to get anxious. "Umm... hello?" Happy stupidly asked at the sound.
A deep voice appeared behind Happy. "Zippy-zipper, zip-zip up! Take Happy's lips and shut them up!"
Happy turned around in fright to see Grim holding his magic wand. Blue glittery streaks flew out of Grim's wand and reached Happy's lips, and a magical zipper zipped Happy's mouth shut. Happy tried to scream, but all what came out was a muffled cry. Happy turned to run, but Grim was already next to him. Grim effortlessly picked Happy up, and carried him over to his wife.
"You got him!" Hilda exclaimed, happily. "Now quickly throw him in here before some of his 6D friends try and find him."
Grim dropped him in the sack, and glanced behind him. "What are we going to do now?"
"Well... we can't keep him in our house, it's too obvious. But I do know exactly where to hide him! In the gloomiest place of all- our secret shed around Dark Meadow. Once we keep Happy captive till the point he loses all his joy, we'll get ready to suck the joy out of everyone! And come Gloomy Day, we'll put our plan in motion."
"What if the 6D find out we are keeping him? Especially the smart one and the one with trust issues. They always know we are behind taking over Jollywood and what-not."
"Which two? Doc and Grumpy?" Hilda asked. "Oh please, even if they do figure out, what are they going to do about it? None of them know about our secret shed. There's Bashful- the biggest coward, Sleepy- who's probably busy snoozing instead of saving his friends, Dopey- he can't even talk, Sneezy- I wouldn't be surprised if he were allergic to all the dust in that disorganized shed, Doc- probably stuck on his addiction on making stupid inventions, and Grumpy- he hates Happy's singing. Why would he want to save him?"
Grim stared at his wife with a dumbfounded expression. "You know, those are all very good points. But what about that StachyButt guy?"
"StarchBottom hates the 7D. He's not gonna help them." Hilda laughed.
"Well, when it comes to saving entire Jollywood, he might actually step up for once."
Hilda rolled her eyes. "Stop worry about it and get your broom," Hilda said, as she picked up her purple and black twisted magic broom. "We're taking Smiley to the shed right now. Make sure you get the address to the shed, I always forget where it is."
Grim nodded. "Will do my Huggable Horror." He zipped through their house, picking up a notecard with the address, and started to copy the writing on his arm with a pink pen.
"HURRY UP, GRIM!"
"Ok, I've got it!" His arm had the address written on it with pretty pink sparkly wording. He smiled dorkily at it. "Beautiful." He sighed, one tear slipping out of his eye. Then he rushed outside with his normal brown magic broom.
Hilda noticed the writing on her husband's arm and grunted. "Really Grim? You couldn't just take the card with you?"
"B-But..." Grim argued. "It's a PINK PEN! And it's shimmery!" He lifted his arm up, showing Hilda the glittery writing.
"Whatever," Hilda said, dodging the argument. "Let's just go chain Happy up." Grim nodded, and hopped on his broom, gripping onto the bag containing Happy. Hilda and Grim both flew simultaneously in the air, in a rhythmic fashion, heading west where their secret shed was located.
Dopey stared out his window, glancing anxiously at the snow piling up with every inch. He whistled at Doc, telling him that Happy nor Grumpy could be seen.
Doc glanced at Dopey. "Really? Are you sure there's no sign of either of them?"
Dopey shook his head to say yes, very worried.
Doc's eyes widen, he turned to everyone. "Guys... Happy and Grumpy are nowhere to be seen! It's been 20 minutes. They could be freezing in this horrendous weather!"
Bashful, Sleepy, Sneezy, and Dopey simultaneously looked at each other with worried looks.
Despite Sleepy always taking naps, he was wide awake, his eyes darting all around the room in different directions. He was very nervous, and his palms were starting to get weary. He rubbed them together, glancing back outside for the thousandth time.
Suddenly, Sneezy jumped up off of the couch. "I can't take this! We HAVE to go warn Queen Delightful about this! They could be anywhere."
"I agree." Bashful quietly replied. He was munching on a cookie, a nervous habit of his was eating. "W-W-we should tell Queen Delightful..."
Doc stood up. "Now wait just a second. Happy and Grumpy could be anywhere. They could be somewhere in Jollywood, apologizing to each other. Why don't we go check out the Jollywood park?"
The 4D glared at Doc with a semi-insulted look. They exchanged glances. "Ok?" Sleepy said, not confident in the slightest.
"But what if they aren't there?" Bashful stammered.
"Then..." Doc paused. "Then we'll check different places."
"Like where?" Sneezy asked in an nasally-congested voice.
"Like the cheese shop! I bet Mr. Airall WILL know where Grumpy is... and maybe Grumpy IS there right now!"
No one responded, they merely stared at Doc.
"Well... what are we waiting for? Heigh-find-Happy-and-Grumpy-HO!" Doc chanted, rushing out the door to their cottage; trudging through the icy storm, hoping desperately to find his friends. Eventually the rest of the 4D decided to head out with him, helping Doc find Happy and Grumpy.
The shed was a lot larger than Hilda remembered it being. She opened the rusty, old steel door. Inside the shed showed the floor covered with dust. The walls contained dusty corners, the floor was practically layered with dust, and even the roof had grime sticking to the tops. In the corner stood a medium sized cage, perfect for trapping animals, but it was also big enough for one human to get stuck. Unfortunately for Happy, the steel cage was like a jail cell for him, and that is where Hilda was planning to keep him locked up.
Happy fell against the bitter, rough steel floor of the cage, his mouth still zipped up. Grim took arm chains and hooked them to the floor, and then chained Happy's hand's to the floor so he couldn't move. Hilda and Grim exited the cage, and locked the cage door. She smiled, menacingly, taking pleasure in Happy's misery. "Comfy yet?" Hilda laughed, mocking him.
Happy still couldn't talk, but he tried, all what came out was muffled screams and pained groans. The chains cut into Happy's wrists, and they very extremely uncomfortable for him to wear. He constantly twitched, hoping to break the chains.
Hilda grimaced, getting annoyed at Happy's suppressed cries for help. "Grim, you can undo that spell if you wish."
"Alright!" Grim took out his wand, thinking to himself, and the zipper that compressed Happy's lips together suddenly evaporated in almost thin air. Happy let out a ginormous wail that tore through the silent night, making Hilda and Grim wince. The wail didn't last long; Happy was rapidly losing his voice. He coughed, his body shaking all over.
"Nice try, Happy, but there's not much you can do." Hilda continued to mock. "You're far from Jollywood now, and none of your stupid friends know you're here." She laughed.
Happy glared into Hilda's piercing black eyes, soulless and deathly. He stared for a while more, trying to find a little bit of humanity in her soul, but he couldn't find anything except a evil sorceress witch. He glanced down at the musky floor, closing his eyes in distress.
"Looks like he's given up, Hildy."
"Good." Hilda smiled, turning to face her husband. "Everything is working perfectly Grimmy Wimmy!" She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pushed her face close to his, squishing her nose to his. "Nosey-nosey-nosey!" They both giggled.
Grumpy shivered in the crispy freezing night. He circled around the forest, extremely scared.
"Go-going into t-t-this forest was a terr-ible idea..." Grumpy said to himself, snow slithering down his coat by now. He trudged through the cold, not sure where he was going. Dark trees towered over him, and he felt very vulnerable. Grumpy made it to an area covered with footprints. Small footprints and bigger footprints lay on the snow, giving Grumpy the thought that someone was here. Grumpy decided to continue walking, and the view of the Gloom's manor appeared. Grumpy's eyebrows narrowed, and he immediately sensed something. He ran as fast as he could, slamming the Gloom's door, and to his surprise it was already opened.
Grumpy's eyes soften, and he peeked inside the Gloom's manor. He quietly entered, tip-toeing, until he almost slipped. He glanced down at his boots and scowled at the sight of all the ice covered on the bottoms. He kicked both boots off, and wandered around the Gloom's manor.
Grumpy didn't want to attract noise, he didn't know if the Glooms were in here. Instead of checking, he looked around for clues to see where Happy was possibly hidden. Grumpy searched through every area in the house, most of the items were completely useless to what Grumpy needed to find Happy; however, one item did stick out to him.
"Secret Shed- Dark Meadow 135 Avenue Bridge..." Grumpy read the words written on the notecard aloud. "... what the cheese-balls does that even mean?"
A loud CREEK interrupted his thoughts. Grumpy saw Hilda and Grim open the front door in the corner of his eye. Startled beyond all belief, Grumpy dropped the notecard and hid under the table, desperately hoping they wouldn't spot him.
Grumpy heard Hilda yawn. "Ooh I'm tired, but so energetic and HAPPY! Get it Grim- Happy?"
Grim laughed, but due to him being so tired, the laughter sounded more like a mixture of a cough and a deep yawn. "Good one my darling..." Grim's eyes barely stayed open, his head felt heavy, and to Grumpy, it looked like he would pass out at any second.
"Let's get to bed, Grimmy-Wimmy." Hilda lifted her sore arms, and started up the stairs. Grim nodded.
"I'll be up there in just a second, Hildy." He told her, and Grim slowly wobbled towards the kitchen. Before he made it though, he tripped over Grumpy's red winter boots. Grumpy gasped underneath the table, hoping his cover wasn't blown. Grim looked at the boots, not realizing the shape and size of them, and laughed stupidly.
"Hey look, I found my baby shoes." He laughed to himself, as if he was drunk. "How adorab...-" Grim's face face-planted into the carpet as he fell into a deep sleep before he could finish his sentence.
As exhausted as Grumpy was, he didn't fall asleep like Grim and Hilda did. He cautiously slipped out from under the table, and grabbed his boots, scraping the ice off. Grumpy continued to look through the Gloom's manor. He searched the kitchen cupboards for suspicious items; food and soda cans were merely contained. Grumpy examined the bathroom, but only found soap and cleaning supplies. He even looked under the couch cushion, finding a dollar bill. Grumpy smiled smugly, taking the dollar.
Grumpy couldn't find anything else. The only thing that seemed to stand out was the notecard. He sighed.. He headed for the notecard, spotting it under the table he hid under. He grunted, feeling fatigue. His arms were sore, and he felt weaker than ever. Grumpy just wanted to lay down and fall into a deep slumber, he didn't even care if it were a coma. He just wanted out of this awful nightmare.
He crawled under the table, picking up the notecard, and automatically felt drained. He clutched the notecard close to his chest, and collapsed all together, falling into a deep sleep.