Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26563820-20170425222947/@comment-27661770-20170427193016

(INCREDIBLE ABRUPTNESS!)

A minute before...

Tom Cat was drinking a glass of milk. No big deal. ...he was also looking at a mousetrap. If Jerry could just go fall dfown a hole and not bother him, that'd be...

He thought more.

What would that-

Oh, nevermind, there was the mouse himself, sneaking cheese. Time to do his job!

And so Tom and Jerry went on their usual escapade of Tom trying to stop Jerry, while Jerry tring to get food.

Both sides justifie- wait what were those shiny holes in the ground

In another dimension, in the Watterson household, two kids were playing hide and seek.

"Guuuuuumbaaaaaaaaaall!! Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumbaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall!!"

Darwin Watterson looked under the couch.

"Are you here? No, not here... but... Wow. You are good at this?"

Elsewhere, Gumball Watterson, blue cat and "scamp", snickered at his semi-adopted brother's attempts.

Semi-adopted because once he was a pet fish and then he grew legs and a brain. Making him not a pet anymore.

Gumball then tried to remember a day WITHOUT Darwin.

He had trouble.

...and then Darwin tripped over something and fell backwards. Normally that would be that, but he didn't stop screaming.

Prompting gumball to come out of hiding, see his brother fall in, and jump in after him.

Not the smartest of ideas. then again. Gumball never claimed intelligence.

ELSEWHERE, in the Mystery Shack... or rather outside it...\

Ford Pines, a slightly older man than some people knew him as, tied the Stan-O-War II to a large boat brace, then grabbed the keys to Soos' golf cart and slowly tugged it into the shelter the new manager of the Shack had erected.

"Steady... steady... okay, we're clear."

He rolled his neck, took out the keys, and hung them on the key rack inside the shelter.

And took no more than three steps outside before falling into a portal.

The looks on his face flashed in this order: confusion, fear, anger, annoyance, and more confusion.