Things quickly smoothed out in their home… I mean, possibly.
Hoppy Hopscotch grabbed 60 shirts, 30 sets of pants, about 17 pairs of sandals, 46 bottles of sunscreen, and she just couldn't forget the 92 glass jars for keeping the sand and seashells in for “souvenirs.“
Hoppy Hopscotch then remembered her Gameboy. She ran to her cabinets and picked it up, “Can't forget this for the trip!“
She ferociously shoved and threw them in her pea-green suitcase that was wide open and pushed the other side down. Hoppy Hopscotch sat on the suitcase to prevent it from blowing up, grabbed the zipper tightly, and pulled it. It shook as it tried to pass the bunch of things that was clogging the insides. The things seemed like it was going to shoot out and fly everywhere.
Bubba Bubbaphant then flunged open the door to Hoppy Hopscotch's room to supposedly check on her, “Hoppy!“ He said in sing-song, “Bobby Bearhug, Kickinchicken, and I are almost done packing for the trip. Isn't this exciting? A huge vacation—at least that's what I like to call this— followed with a meteor shower!“
Hoppy Hopscotch stared at him and yelped as her things tried to get out from the isolating contraption. She struggled even more to zip the case and lied down on the case. After a few seconds, the suitcase was finally going to burst.
“Ahem, anyway— I was just coming here to check what's up with you and…” his cheery, happy tone died away as he saw her case rumbling as she tried to stop it, “Hoppy, what's that?“
“The things that are about to fall flat on your face, I'm afraid.“
“What?“
BOOM!
Hoppy Hopscotch lost control of the suitcase and it went feral. The shirts blasted off the rooftop and the pants and sandals were hitting the walls. Her back landed on the hard floor in her room.
THUD!
Sunscreen splatted on the fabric inside the case, the gameboy landed on her bed, and the glass jar went in Bubba Bubbaphant's trunk. This all happened chaotically all at the same time.
Soon enough, clothes hanged at the corners of her table and some sat on the ground, sunscreen was under any furniture that was there, and the glass jars tumbled down from her bed, her table, and her closet.
“What—” Bubba Bubbaphant was speechless, “what the actual trunk?!“ His voice sounded weird because of the jar.
Bubba Bubbaphant pulled out the glass jar and it popped out of his trunk. It landed on the floor and rolled beside the suitcase.
Hoppy Hopscotch softly chuckled and sighed. Looking at the huge mess, “…I think I need help,” her arm went behind her head.
“You definetely do,” Bubba Bubbaphant entered her room and picked up a shirt, “First, you don't need so much stuff for a week, and you certainly don't need these glass jars.“
“Eh?!“ Hoppy Hopscotch looked dissapointed, “The glass jars are for the sand and seashells! I was going to bring them here to remember Sunset Beach…”
“Sunset Beach is literally 40 minutes away from Playtime Co,” Bubba Bubbaphant slapped his palm on his forehead, “And is this a Gameboy? Oh, Hoppy…”
“It's for entertainment!“ Hoppy Hopscotch said and pouted, “So that you can play with me as time passes.“
Bubba Bubbaphant sighed and smiled, “Well, okay. You can bring the Gameboy, but let me help you with the others! Just look again at this mess. It's ridiculous! Come on, I'll help you. I have nothing else to do anyway.“
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Me and My Mister (CatNap X DogDay)
Fanfiction(ON HIATUS) Catnap and Dogday were best friends for a long time. Well, they were always best friends. One day, a meteor shower falls, so they all plan a vacation. On that day, they would start to have desires to get even closer. But they would not g...
