Summary: The crankiest of creatures in the whole wide world makes her grand return!

Pensacola, Florida

A large crowd of fans stood outside a treehouse under the late nighttime sky. Even a whirring helicopter shone a flashing light at the sleeping squirrel through the window.

"We want Slappy! We want Slappy!" The crowed fans clamored. "We want Slappy! We want Slappy!"

Inside the treehouse, Slappy sat up with an annoyed growl. She got out of her bed and put on a purple robe. She went inside the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet with mirror. She grabbed her teeth from and placed them in her mouth.

"Move to Pensacola, they said." Slappy complained. She walked out of the bathroom and headed down the stairs. "It'll be quiet in Pensacola, they said."

Then, Slappy opened the door and stepped outside, which caused the chanting fans to silence their mouths.

"Would you knock it off already?!" Slappy chastised. "Can't you see I'm trying to retire in peace?" She pulled out a large bag of fan mail. "And here's your fan mail back. Who actually writes letters anymore? I knew my fans were crazy, but now I can see you're just plain nuts."

The crowd stood in silence for a minute.

"Hey! She's still got it!" A male fan exclaimed.

The crowd continued to cheer Slappy's reprimanding rudeness.

"For the love of Pete Puma..." Slappy grumbled with a sigh to herself.

"We love you, Slappy!" A female fan shouted.

As the crowd kept cheering, Sabrina took out a dark green egg-shaped grenade. She pulled the pin off with a devious smile and threw it in the air above the crowd like a baseball player. The crowd looked confused, but it was too late for them to react. The grenade exploded and completely washed away the screaming fans and the helicopter in a massive green foam.

"Now that's comedy!" Slappy said with a smile. "You're that Atomoni, right?"

"The one and only." Sabrina smiled back. "Big fan of you and your fine work on pointless violence."

"And I'm a fan of your violence in weaponry." Slappy said. "How about a selfie with your favorite OG?"

Sabrina squealed with a grin. She took out her cell phone and took a selfie with Slappy on her digital camera. They both delivered winking faces with a sassy smile.

"Thanks, kid." Slappy said. "See ya."

Slappy then walked back inside and slammed the door.

"Yes!" Sabrina cheered lowly with a fist-pump.

Sabrina whistled with two fingers. Her black Chevrolet Camaro zoomed out of nowhere and came up in front of her. Sabrina posted her selfie picture with Slappy on social media and leapt in the driver seat.

"My followers are gonna go nuts for this post." Sabrina grinned.

Then, Sabrina revved the car and drove off.

Enjoy and review.