(Or "Perchance to Scream!")
"W-well the last time you remember, Bullwinkle was just about ta be thrown out of Boris' nightclub on his behind!"
"—ROCKY ITS ME! BULLWINKLE!" The Moose stammered, struggling to escape the massive squirrel's grip on his neck.
"If you ain't on the list, you gonna get the FIST!" Buff Rocky gritted his teeth, ready to sock Bullwinkle in the jaw.
"J-Just before the moose could get a black eye, he blurted out something he believed could save his skin."
"—WE'RE BEST FRIENDS!!" Bullwinkle exclaimed.
"Rocky stopped and gazed at Bullwinkle. Though this timeline was indeed very different, one thing that remained was their connection to one another, be they friends or foes."
"I don't believe you…" Rocky spoke, clenching Bullwinkle's neck been tighter against his muscular grip.
"W-WAIT!!" Bullwinkle exclaimed, showing Rocky a picture of he and the moose in their own timeline, smiling and chasing each other through an enormous field of springtime flowers.
"Whut in th' Sam Hill?!" Rocky exclaimed, shaking his head, trying to do his job and kick the moose out.
"Come on buddy! You've gotta believe me!" Bullwinkle spoke, dilating his eyes and making them incredibly large and surprisingly cute.
"T-though Rocky came from a bad, uh, timeline where Bullwinkle didn't exist, he strangely felt as though their connection was never severed in the first place."
"Y'know whut? I think I like you." The buff Rocky released the moose from his enormous grasp, placing Bullwinkle on the ground. "I feel almost like I have a connection to ya, for the sake of plot convenience, even."
"You've gotta get out of here, pal." Bullwinkle spoke. "Boris took control of the whole place somehow and—"
"Yeah I know. It's been this way since before I was born…soon as I started workin' for him I stopped flyin' and started pumpin' iron." Rocky spoke, gazing at his muscular neck and the shock collar placed around it. "Hey, help me out of this shock collar and I'll help you."
"Sure thing little—er, BIG buddy!" Bullwinkle smiled.
"B-Bullwinkle used his antlers and pushed one of em' underneath Rocky's collar. He pulled, and this didn't seem to hurt Rocky in th' slightest. After a few more tugs, the shock collar was now off of the massive squirrel's neck!"
"Thanks a million, pal!" Rocky spoke, crushing Bullwinkle's hand in an enormous handshake. "Now let's go overthrow that lil' Russkie."
"B-be sure ta be with us next time for "The Fight Before Christmas", OR "Biggest Moose in Town!"!"