This about my fantasies of (Raven) a female character in The Cartoon animated series (Teen Titans)

Sorry it's been so long since the last update. I've been so busy researching for Son of Time to actually look into more nostalgic content. But this finally popped into my head while watching some Loony Tunes and Courage the Cowardly Dog. This will be a short one.

Let's get this out of the way. Not all cartoons can say they have cartoon logic to explain everything. Yes, most do have it. But not all, and definitely not the one responsible for making the term mainstream. At least, not from the correct use of the term. Think like this for the rest of the time you read. Cartoon Logic needs to be established within the cartoon series it appears in. Now, to the comparison that will likely break everything for this compilation.

So, we start with Courage the Cowardly Dog. This show is known for three things. Insane levels of horror for children, a dog capable of doing the impossible, and an elder couple who should not be together by any means (that last one was a joke, but you still see my point with the other two). The title of the show says the nature of how the show is meant to be perceived. A dog who is scared of everything and still has the courage to save those around him. Yet, since early in the time this show was being made we got to see something odd. Despite all the wacky stuff that happened, there were explanations within the show itself as to why they happen. In other words, we are told how logic works within the show. Yes, Courage the Cowardly Dog is one of the most insane shows from the early 2000s, but it showed how the logic works within the canon. As in, true cartoon logic.

(Time for the hate)

I was watching Loony Tunes, and I noticed an odd thing. Comparing how the said "cartoon logic" works against other shows that I have watched, I realized Loony Tunes actually doesn't have cartoon logic. It's purely random occurrence and varies depending on who uses it. It's not cartoon logic because there is no real logical reasoning behind it. If one character could walk through a solid wall, then logic dictates the rest should as well. It's not really logic, but warped reality tailored to whatever the character chooses. Surprisingly, willpower seems to be an factor for this. Like the will of Roadrunner against Wily, would the hunter or hunted have a greater will when it comes to how much can be changed. The same with Bugs and the various characters he deals with.

I couldn't believe it when I decided to rewatch Space Jam that I noticed the exact nature of the warped reality the Loony Tunes live in. Anything they choose can happen, but another character can override their choice. I didn't know for sure until the famous Jordan Dunk from the movie. Jordan had no options in terms of reality. So, he "believed" he could do it and win. And the Loony Tunes own reality made it true. Again, it's not cartoon logic, but the basis that every Loony Tunes character can choose to rewrite reality in their favor. The greater the will of the character the greater the ability. This is why we see the villains first in each episode, because their will is overridden by the character they choose to chase. That's not cartoon logic, that's meta logic.

Not a story
just theories
Now including all nostalgic series whether animated or not, this includes book, reality, video game, and even song-based theories. Anything goes now as long it was beforeor at five years ago.

"What was that? Do you want to make a TV show?"
In the general manager's office of Pengda Toy Factory, Meng Minghui, the boss, bellowed, which made the employees passing by turn their heads curiously.
Why was their boss so agitated?
Had their boss' son just told his dad that he was going to be a grandfather?
Forgetting about the gossipy look on the staff's face and wiping the sweat from his face, Meng Lang said in a serious tone. "Yes! To save this Pengda Toy Factory that's bordering on bankruptcy, your son, a.k.a. the future heir to this family business and second ruler of Pengda, has decided that he's going to make a TV show!"
"Get the hell out of here! Are you even listening to yourself?! I'll buy it if you're making a game. At least that has something to do with computers! You're directing a TV show yourself? Do you take me for a fool?"
The old man was especially agitated and smacked the table. "You want to save this factory? Good! Starting from the day after tomorrow… no, tomorrow, you're going onto the assembly line with other workers!"
Mr. Old Meng didn't receive much schooling and spoke with a heavy accent. With his stubbornness and irascible temper, Meng Lang felt like banging his head against the wall when he talked to his father.
"Can't you just read my script first?! I'm serious! Like, really serious!"
With a wave of his hand, Meng Lang pointed at the green Kitaro toy figurine on Meng Minghui's desk. "So, this is what you want to keep doing? Be an OEM?
"Dad, times have changed! The financial crisis is aggravating and there's global warming! Everything says that OEM is a lost cause and we'll die out eventually! We need our own intellectual property and we must make our own products!"
"Kitaro is a cartoon character, but you're not making cartoons…" Mr. Old Meng seemed to relent a little and his tone softened. "You have a point. I have thought about creating our own intellectual property as well, but TV shows don't have much to do with toys. If you really want to make one, how about making a cartoon series?"
Cartoon…
Meng Lang saw his father as a thoughtful guy, since he had already thought about investing in the animation industry and creating his own intellectual property products.
Unfortunately, getting into the animation industry required substantial investment, which was something Mr. Old Meng couldn't afford.
"Cartoons require a great deal of investment. You can put in millions without receiving any returns."
Meng Lang calculated with his right hand the information he found on line, then gave Old Meng an answer. "10 million."
"10 million?" Meng Minghui asked with his eyes wide open. 
"That's the initial investment of an animation work that's promising. 10 million at least!" Meng Lang explained.
Mr. Old Meng wasn't having it and spoke whilst his lips twitched, "Do you think I'm dumb? I'm a toy maker, if nothing else. I've dealt with people in the animation industry before and I know how much it'll cost to make cartoons!
"You brat! I started from scratch and have saved up tens of millions all by myself. I know too much for you to fool me around!"
Meng Lang was speechless. "You? Started from scratch? Wasn't my grandfather the founder of this factory?"
"Ahem…" Mr. Old Meng looked embarrassed.
Meng Lang wouldn't let it drop just yet. Rolling his eyes, he said, "As for your judgement… In my grandfather's time, Pengda Toy Factory was valued at over 100 million and has almost gotten listed. After you took over, the value of the factory shrank more than half and it's on the verge of bankruptcy…"
"That's enough!"
With a stern look on his face, Meng Minghui scolded his son. "I'm doing this for your own good! Your grandfather has spoiled you into a lazy good-for-nothing and I've deliberately turned the factory into this just so you can understand that you're not becoming a NEET. Your only way out is to study hard and rebuild the reputation of Pengda Toy Factory. You either do that, or you're going to live on the street!"
"You just want me to take over, so you can have an early retirement, don't you?" Meng Lang was utterly speechless.
Mr. Old Meng often referred to himself as an "elite businessman", but he knew next to nothing about running a business. If it weren't for the fact that Meng Lang's grandfather only had one daughter, he would never have given the factory to his dumb son-in-law.
It seemed now that Meng Lang's grandfather was indeed worthy of the reputation of being the man who built a toy empire from the ground up. He had an eye for reliable people.
Pengda Toy Factory used to be a star company of Jiangchuan that was worth hundreds of millions and there was hope for getting listed. With his death, the factory was handed over to Meng Minghui and in less than 10 years, the factory became what it was now.
Meng Minghui might not have been a qualified business leader, but he was a qualified father.
Although he didn't like the yo-yo strategy his son proposed, he was willing to let him try it. 
Hence, when Meng Lang's mouth became parched from all the talking, Meng Minghui finally agreed to invest in Blazing Teens!
He gave Meng Lang a million, which wasn't a lot.
Mr. Old Meng's original words were: "The factory isn't doing great and I haven't been able to leave much inheritance for you, but I can live with losing a million. You've promised me, anyway. If this doesn't work out, you'll come back and work in the factory as you should."
If the show didn't work out, he would have to inherit his family business?
How frightening.
…
With the one-million investment, Meng Lang could finally get down to business. 
The first thing he did was inject capital into the bank account of the newly registered company of "Jiang Chuan Pengda Pictures", then began working on the filing and initiation of the project.
The initiation process was rather straightforward. The Internet in this world was very advanced and one could get all kinds of business done online.
The approval of a TV show project was no different. Even the filming licence of Pengda Pictures could be easily obtained. Meng Lang outsourced the business to a third-party agency, who informed him that he could receive the licence and the approval in as short as three days.
Once the project had been approved, Meng Lang visited the copyright office, the most popular location in this world, so that his yo-yos could be included in the scope of copyright protection. He applied for patents in the design, utility model, and invention of yo-yos.
Since yo-yos didn't exist in this world, Meng Lang decided that he shouldn't have been blamed for being shameless.
After the application of patents went through, Meng Lang received a phone call from the agency, informing him that he had received various filming licences that he needed as well as the approval of Blazing Teens.
The entire process cost Meng Lang nearly 200,000 and Blazing Teens hadn't even started shooting yet.
Most of it was spent on the acquisition of a shell company with various licences of the film and TV industry through the agency. The commission itself wasn't all that expensive.
"That money won't last much longer!" Meng Lang sighed in amazement. While he was at it, he took a picture of the front door of the newly founded Pengda Pictures and sent it to Mr. Old Meng.
Old Meng replied with "…" on WeChat, then asked, "How much do you want?"
No one knew a son better than his father. Old Meng knew Meng Lang too well.
They were family and Meng Lang didn't feel ashamed for being short on capital. He concisely told his father about what he spent the money on over the past few days, then emphasized. "I can't make the show with just 800,000. Make it a whole number and give me a million more!"
A whole number? The hell with that!
Did you just take me for an ATM machine? thought his father.
Gritting his teeth, Old Meng said, "Where am I supposed to find an extra million for you? I don't have it!"
"Don't we have a house at Garden Bridge? No one's living there for the moment. Just sell it!"
"That's going to be your marital home! For when you get married! Where are you and your wife going to live if we sell it? You can't continue living with us after you're married!" Old Meng's bellowing voice came from the other end of the phone, which made Meng Lang jump.


Meng Lang wakes up in a parallel universe as a fresh graduate only to realize that Pengda Toy Factory—his family business—is on the verge of bankruptcy. So, he decides to do what he does best (in his previous life) to save the day—making TV shows.
Apparently, this alternative reality where piracy has been annihilated can be a paradise for spin-off merchandise, but no production company has made good used of this opportunity until Meng Lang shows up.
Blazing Teens, the first feature show Meng Lang directs ("borrowed" from his original universe, to be more precise) introduces yo-yos to this world for the first time. Once he realizes how profitable it is to sell spin-off toys, he becomes an expert in it.
Balala the Fairies, Explosive Boys, Kamen Rider… Meng Lang is determined to become “King of feature shows” in this world. Although, to the critics, he is nothing but a toy vender…

It has been a "2 weeks" in game time and 2 hours in the real world but I received quests I must complete. since I started playing the Glory VRMMORPG the time I spent in this world was close to none. after that, I had to get out of the Morpheus XLL to get showered and learn what I can to complete these quests from the Miracle Maker. 

Quest (Miracle Maker): Become a Monster Hunter.
Description: You will need to become a Monster Hunter.
Time Limit: 1 Week after registering to take the tests to become a monster hunter certificated.
Rewards: Unlock Pets Function of The Living Game Character System, Unlock Monstrous Human Function of The Living Game Character System. 
Penalties: Lose The Living Game Character System, and be comatose for 5 years.

Quest (Miracle Maker): Create An Mercenary Organization.
Description: You will need to create a mercenary organization with at least 10 other people.
Time Limit: 1 Month.
Rewards: Unlock Contraction Function of The Game Characters System, Unlock Relationships Function of The Living Game Character System, Unlock The Mercenaries Contraction of The Living Game Character System, Unlock The Supernatural Contraction of The Living Game Character System.
Penalties: Lose The Living Game Character System, lose The Living Game Character System, comatose for 1 year.

Quest (Miracle Maker): Become a Guardian Of The Universe.
Description: You will need to become a Guardian Of The Universe.
Time Limit: 6 months after applied for Guardian Of The Universe.
Rewards: Unlock the Guardian Function of The Living Game Character System, Unlock the Protectors Function of The Living Game Character System.
Penalties: Lose The Living Game Character System, comatose for 10 years.

After I read from the website of the Monster Hunter and applied to take the tests to enter the Monster Hunter Organization and applied for the special abilities users and received an email saying that the test will be in a week. I prepared the best I could for the writing tests and practiced my game skills in real-life to see their effectiveness. I also started working out since I could be one of those that are randomly selected to do a fitness test, In the meantime, I applied for the paperwork to open my own Mercenary Organization I used part of the money left behind to pay the fee and created a separated bank account to the Mercenary Organization after 2 days of the approval and named Loyal Golden Blood. The tests will begin tomorrow.

In another place Miracle Maker is watching in delight.

"My master will be delighted when he hears about the talented people I am grooming and the powers I collected for him, the immortal John Doe the one that created me" Said Miracle Maker.
"I only need to watch over you for a bit more now, complete the missions assigned by me and I can go back to where I belong" Said Miracle Maker.

Jane Porter's Mother, Abigale Clementime turned out to have been made by a man named Barney Willis, his daughter, who was 5, asked God to make his cartoon a real world.
Jane Porter - Battle of the clones: Clone Wars - A character bio
God created a cartoon dimension only accessible in his comic book, where all the characters of his story lied.
The main character,  Abigale Clementime, was a hooker in the book and decided to change her life by coming into the real world.
God made them their robotic-like biological drawing species.
Jane Porter is a half-human, half-2D cartoon.
The comic took on the looks of old D.C. and Marvel universe styled comic drawings.
God told Barney Willis, who then, put the book in a glass case to protect the world.
Abigale broke it to get out. The glass case was 5 feet tall,  and 2 feet long, 4 feet wide.
her mom uses her powers from the comic book to free herself by kissing the male clone and making him pass out.

RedBeeSAndAmber2's Real Name is Treasure Marie Denise Jackson and I am her, I collaborated with GOD A.K.A. Jesus Christ To help me write this book.

This book contains scripts for the story "Battle of the Clones: Clone wars"
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 With a little help from Jeremy's new 'girl that's a friend' Rain Maker, the three of them were cleaned up and in a fresh set of thin and sparsely padded 'frog suits' from the supplies.
 "There's like forty of these things in here and they weigh less than a few pounds. If they weren't so tough and stretchy, I'd think they were like coated hosiery with impact foam sewed in."
 Rain Maker looked at the neat stack of suits sadly and said, "They're made from something that came from here. Stuff that comes from here lasts longer. Everything else...
 "Hey, if you're not against it, I'd say we're fairly safe down here. Why don't we take turns resting? King's still recovering and I think these crystals are helping with that. It hurt at first but I'm starting to feel much better."
 Jeremy looked at the crystalline stones that pulsed a bit slower than they had in the beginning. "You're the senior here. If you think it's safer to wait til tomorrow, I'll take your word for it."
 She nodded and said softly, "There is no tomorrow here. There's only an endless evening. The sun never moves. It just hovers, frozen, at the horizon... Time is broken here.
 "We use The Hush to tell days. I think it's a little longer than a normal day and The Hush is a little shorter than a normal night but it's enough to serve as one. We used to think it was a good time to travel since the monsters and nixed hide then. But, it's not."
 Seeing that she was going quiet, he asked, "What's The Hush and why is it not safe?"
 She shrugged. "It's a quiet time. You'll feel it once and then you'll know. People who go out during that time, sometimes they just disappear. Sometimes you'll find a piece of them sliced off smoothly. I've heard a few turned into the kind of nixed that are scarier than the monsters. 
 "Most encounter nothing... most. The older ones will kill you for doing it without a good reason. It's a danger to everyone, they'll tell you. The fear... on those faces, I believe them."
 Jeremy felt lost and confused. "Is the return trip a lie? Is it a death sentence?"
 Rain Maker looked at the ground in front of her as if it was an endless chasm. "No. Be useful but don't be interesting. If you survive long enough, do enough, they let you come back. The only ones allowed to leave are the ones who can be made to forget, though... The only ones allowed to remember are the ones that work for them. 
 "The rest, they want them to go out and be 'good enough', good enough to be moderately happy and have families. They want future assets and... I really don't want to talk about this anymore. I'm sorry... Get some rest."
 He didn't argue with her but he said, "Don't be shy... senpai. You need some rest, you get me up. I'm used to running on fumes if I have to."
 "What does...that word 'senpai' mean?" she said.
 "Japanese for upperclassman... Have you never watched like a single anime, er, cartoon from their country, ever!?" he said, a bit perplexed and feeling a little dumb for inserting a random weeb comment.
 She smiled sadly. "Maybe. I could have forgotten or it could be something... newer that I don't know anything about... Speaking of forgetting, we should think up a code name for you before King wakes up. If he insists, you might end up with one you don't like."
 "Why can't I just be Jeremy?" he asked.
 She frowned. "Don't use your real name, ever again. It's... for your own safety. Others can say it and it's kind of a special thing to whisper it to someone, like a gift. But, just don't, for a lot of reasons."
 A little weirded out but determined to keep things light after everything that happened, he said, "Once, when I was little, my friend called me Jay Jay. Will that work? Anything else that comes out of my mouth is going to sound like a lame gamer handle or something a chuuni... a weird superhero name. I never really had time for more than a few minutes of video games, a comic or a...cartoon once in awhile."
 "Blue Jay... You're Blue Jay from now on," she said.
 Chuckling he said, "I don't hate it but it doesn't sound that tough."
 "You don't want a tough code name unless you want to earn it, over and over again. Get beat and you'll end up with one you really don't want... Get some sleep, please... Peaceful moments like these are rare," she said with a slightly ominous tone under the tranquil lilt of her voice.
 It wasn't a hard request for him to fill. His eyes started feeling heavy the moment he had settled back in their cubby hole. A meal and a rag bath had wiped out most of the growling needs and discomforts of his body. He had been hanging on out of a need for more information to that point anyway. Getting settled into as comfortable a position as he could, he was quick to comply.
*** 
 "Where are we? What's going on, Rain Maker?"
 Jeremy woke up to a deep, youthful baritone voice speaking in a commanding but relatively quiet volume. For awhile he drifted back off as she explained the situation to King. It wasn't much later that he woke to the sounds of grunts and moans coming from his two new companions.
 At first, he thought he'd woke to some very adult times being had but quickly realized that something was wrong. Both of them were half stripped down but it wasn't for fun. Small wounds were seeping blood from the exit of what looked like tiny dark splinters being pushed out of them. A foul scent wafted into the air from them as well as they continued trying to get their suits off.
 Not knowing what was going on, Jeremy hopped to provide a helping hand which ended up being grudgingly accepted by both. Rain Maker was embarrassed but King just didn't look like he enjoyed being helped by anyone for any reason. By the time he was cleaning wounds and deftly applying things from the first aid kit, they had both settled into a grim appreciation.
 That turned into something a little more genuine in King. He suddenly stopped Jeremy and half barked at him to 'focus' on healing, to think of it more strongly while he slapped antiseptic and ointment around. Confused but curious, he did as he was 'asked'.
 Tiredly, Rain Maker asked, "I didn't get that impression but is Blue Jay a healer, King?"
 The young man slowly shook his head while he said, "Don't even finish thinking what you're thinking. He's a purifier... You hear me, kid? Anyone asks, you're a purifier, no matter what you find out you can do."
 A little put out by the bossiness King projected, he said, "Mind letting me in on what I'm not supposed to let others know I might be? Considering I know jack all about anything, the least I should know is what I can do... And, can the 'kid' business. You're like what, three or four years older?"
 King's eyes narrowed dangerously. It wasn't a comfortable feeling having the weight of that combination of strong personality and physical prowess focused on him. But, Jeremy knew when to stand his ground. King might beat him up but if he backed down, caved in, the guy would walk all over him. By that point, he thought he'd rather be beaten to death that let some dude steamroll him just because they were a little older and stronger than him.
 King said, "What you are is interesting. That's the last thing you want to be... You don't want me to treat you like a kid, fine. Let me tell you man to man. 
 "Keep your head down, your mouth shut and glued to my side like we're joined at the hip. If you do that, I'll look out for you until you find your feet. I owe you that much.
 "Show me too much spine, I'll snap it and throw you to whatever little petty prick of the month's trying to be lord of the anthill. I'm not a good person but I don't pretend to be one. If you can't deal with a little rough handling, suit yourself."
 Jeremy adjusted his judgment. King wasn't a bully. He was a genuinely hard and callous person, probably a little crazy. People like King didn't care enough about the weak to bully them but he'd take what he wanted. It was just a matter of bad luck to be the one who had it.
 He swallowed a little dryly and nodded at the young man. "I get you."
 King's gold flecked green eyes must have saw what they wanted to see in Jeremy's because he shifted his intense gaze over to Rainmaker. "I know you're tired but we need a bath. Teach him how to close his channels before you rest."
 She nodded wearily and began scooping a dugout to place a thin 'tarp' over. He didn't just watch her but hadn't been able to help much. The floor of the geode was hard and she had some kind of trick up her sleeve for scooping it up so easily.
 Unsurprisingly, King went first. Unable to help himself, Jeremy sneaked a few curious peeks. He wished he hadn't. Comparisons weren't flattering. The knowing and superior smirk on King's face when he was caught made him flush with a little humiliated anger which seemed to only fuel the tyrant's amusement.
 When it was Rain Maker's turn, he made some space and played gentleman as much as the situation would allow. King openly looked her over with mild interest before returning to his thoughts and pawing through the supplies. Through it all, she just looked numb. Without really seeming to appreciate Jeremy's politeness or acknowledging King's rudeness, she went through the motions until the job was done.
 With a little surprise, he saw that she was emptying and refilling the tarp a third time. He tried to protest that he didn't need to clean up again so soon. And secretly, he felt pretty shy about being naked in front of Rain Maker. King's presence only amped the anxiety.
 "I'm going to show you how to close your channels. You might be a... purifier but if you're drawing dirty magic through them all the time, you'll be tired all the time. They can get damaged too. Add those two things together and even a purifier can be overwhelmed and nix out," she said, motioning for him to remove his suit when he tried to get in the water with it still on.
 Somehow, it didn't surprise him that King looked over with the same mild interest Rain Maker had gotten earlier. Trying to be subtle about it, Jeremy covered himself and slightly turned away. With surprising strength, she pushed him flat onto his back in the water.
 Under the guise of giving him instruction, she leaned down and whispered, "Whatever you and those crystals did to bring us back, it didn't get rid of the twists inside. It just forced them into our human shape, put us back in control. Maybe in a place like this, that's better than trying to merely wash it away over and over again but it means it's still a part of us. Less dirty and less... wrong but it's still a part of us.
 "Don't turn your back on a nixed unless you've got no choice. They attack the fearful and fleeing first. Even before this, King was a person with strong instincts. If he feels provoked or you send too many prey signals, he might... hurt you. After what you've done for us, he might even feel bad about it, maybe. But, it's not like that will give him... or me... the ability to take it back if it happened."

Helpless rage, the corrupt rot of civilization and insane visionaries shape his reality. But, when the fetters of the world fall away, there lies golden chance among the destructive chaos. That chance doesn't favor Jeremy's survival but a spark of possibility resides within. It may not be enough to survive the twisted lands but he won't go down without a fight.

Chapter 469: Uninvited Guest
Sa malamig na bahay, matagal naghintay si Ning Xi pero wala pa rin ang may-ari.
Pagkatapos ng ilang saglit, tumayo si Ning Xi dahil naging interesado siya sa isang cartoon figure sa mesa.
Pinagmasdan ng mata niya ang cartoon figure at ngumiti. 'Di pa rin nagbabago ang taong 'yun, para pa rin siyang nakatira sa isang two-dimensional world.
"Pero…mukhang kakaiba 'to ah." Kinuha ni Ning Xi ang figure at pinaglaruan ito habang nagpapalipas ng oras sa paghihintay.
Maganda ang figure. Para talagang ginawa nang maayos ang bawat millimeter nito at espesyal din ang style niya. May arogante pero tamad na pustura at may hawak na dalawang makatotohanang baril ang dalawang kamay nito.
"May dalawa akong baril…"
Nang may nahawakang 'di kapansin-pansin na switch si Ning Xi sa figure, bigla itong nagsalita.
'Di niya ito inaasahan at natakot siya kaya bigla niyang nabitawan ang figure.
"May dalawa akong baril…ang isa ay 'shoot'…"
"At ang isa ay…'ah'!"
Nang marinig niya na patuloy pa ring nagsasalita ang cartoon figure na naibato niya sa sahig, nakabalik rin agad sa wisyo si Ning Xi at napailing para magising ang diwa. Naalala niya bigla na nababaliw nga pala dati sa isang e-sports battling game ang may-ari nito, at ang cartoon figure ay ang main character sa lato. Parehong pareho din ang dialogue ng character.
Napapaisip tuloy si Ning Xi na pa'no kaya kung nalaman ng ibang tao na may cute side ang nakakatakot at notoriousna taong 'to.
Nang matapos na ang dialogue ng cartoon figure, naging tahimik na ulit sa buong bahay.
Napangiwi ang labi ni Ning nang pulutin niya ang cartoon figure. Kung nalaman ng may-ari kung pa'no niya naibato ang figure, nakakapangilabot ang maaaring maging resulta…kaya 'di na inisip masyado ni Ning Xi.
Habang iniisip niya palang na pulutin na ang figure, napansin ni Ning Xi ang ibabang palapag at napansin niyang unti-unting bumubukas ang doorknob.
Natuwa si Ning Xi pero sa ilang segundo ay nanigas ang ngiti niya at naglaho ang saya.
Nung una, akala niya ay nakabalik na ang hinihintay niyang tao, pero kung titignang maigi, hindi pa siya ang dumating. Patuloy na umiikot ang doorknob at mukhang hindi pa ang may-ari ang dumating kung 'di mga magnanakaw na gustong makapasok.
Sa lugar tulad ng St. Bernard, naglipana ang mga magnanakaw hanggang sa puntong normal lang na magnakaw sila at pumatay kahit mataas pa ang araw. Lalo na kung saan nakatira ang mayayaman, talagang aktibo ang mga nakamamatay na mga magnanakaw na 'to.
'Di nag-alinlangan si Ning Xi at ibinalik agad nito ang cartoon figure sa shelf. Tapos ay binuksan niya ang drawer.
"Sabi na, ganun pa rin siya…" bulong ni Ning Xi sa sarili habang tinitignan ang itim na pistol na nasa drawer.
"German pistol…style niya nga 'to," Bumulong si Ning Xi nang mailabas na niya ang baril at malagyan ng sampung bala.
Sa lugar na 'to, kahit na may dala pang baril at magaling sa pakikipaglaban ang mga magnanakaw, 'di pa rin sila magiging mas mabilis sa isang baril.
Nang ilagay niya ang mga bala, may ingay siyang narinig sa baba. Kumunot ang noo ni Ning Xi at yumuko.
Nakita niyang sa ilalim niya ay may anim na lalaking naglalakad papasok sa bahay nang napakatahimik. Kung sa paraan man ng paghawak nila ng baril, o sa pagkilos nila, mukha silang may professional training at 'di basta-bastang magnanakaw.
"Maliban na lang kung…'di nga sila magnanakaw?" Lalong nagduda si Ning Xi.
Kung mga magnanakaw nga sila, kailangan ba talaga nila ng anim na baril para sa kanilang lahat?
At mukha silang naka-uniform. Maliban sa professional training nila, nakasuot rin sila ng mamahaling Chinese apparel!


SYNOPSIS

“Honey, gusto ko talaga ‘yung script sa drama…Kaya lang medyo mas maraming sex scenes ngayon. Pwede ko pa bang tanggapin?”
Kalmadong sumagot si Lu Tingxiao, “Sige lang.”
Nang gabing ‘yun, bumangon si Ning Xi mula sa kama nang nanginginig ang mga binti at nakakapit sa mga rail.
Tinanong siya ulit ni Lu Tingxiao, “Gusto mo pa bang kunin ‘yung project?”


Your favorite childhood cartoon character has just come to life. However, you quickly realize the friendly character you had once loved on TV isn't so welcoming in reality.

As a child one of my most loved cartoon characters was definitely spongebob, I mean come on , who doesn't love spongebob.

He might look dumb, will he is actually is, but either way, he was always able to make me and my brother laugh some how?.

I live in a town witch is near the ocean, as a child me and my little brother always hopped to meet spongebob .

One stormy night, my parents were in a deep sleep, me and my little brother jack were still awake, counting the hours for the live stream episode of spongebob.

When the hour turned 11, the episode started, but suddenly a loud strike of lightning hit the TV.

I honestly didn't believe what happened and you won't believe it either, the weirdest thing happened, spongebob was on TV just a second ago, but after that strike of lightning he was on the floor.

I thought it might be an ordinary sponge but it wasn't, my brother got curious, so he got down from the sofa, and pinched the sponge, and it actually made a sound, I think I went crazy back then.

I told jack to stay away from it, but he refused, suddenly the sponge started moving, it stood up!!, and it actually had a pair of feet and arms too😱.

It specked, jack carried him and said: "are you by any chance SpongeBob?".

The sponge said: "hmm..that I am but who might you be young man?".

It was weird, to hear spongebob talking in a formal way isn't it?.

Any ways my brother said: "OMG, your like the real sponge bob😍, can you make a krabby patty burger?".

Spongebob replied "why should I do that?, I don't take orders from young men such as yourself, where am I by the way?".

I think my brother jack was about to cry, so I carried him, and told spongebob "if you can't make it then say so, you don't have to make a kid cry, who are you?, are you really spongebob?, the spongebob I know would never make a kid cry, if anything he would probably be playing with the kid right about now".

Sponge bob replied "I of course know how to make a krabby patty, but I do not wish to make one, and you just said that the spongebob you know.., have we ever met before young lady?".

I got confused, doesn't he know that he is a cartoon character??, so I told him "no we haven't met in person but I always watched over you".

Spongebob said: "who do you think you're talking to, humans can't stay in the water for long, so tell the truth how do you know about me?".

He was scary unlike the spongebob we know, so I told him "actually, I do know you I wasn't lying, it's just I didn't watch over you from the water,  I watched you from the TV".

He said: "wait a second, so your saying you can see what happens in the ocean just like we know what happens in the land?".

I replied to him saying "not exactly, but we do see everything you do, I never thought you were real, I thought you were just a cartoon character".

Sponge bob said: "can you show me myself?".

Jack said "sure, spongebob is a super star after all". 

So we opened the TV, but there wasn't any spongebob on the screen, instead there was a cartoon called The Patrick Star.

I never heard of this show before, but Patrick is definitely sponge bob's friend.

my brother jack was extremely shocked, so he just started crying, I wanted ask him why but I think I know the reason so I didn't dare ask.

But spongebob did, he said: "are you going to show me or not?, and why are you crying kid?".

Jack replied "I won't be able to see you anymore".

It looked like spongebob got confused so he asked "what do you mean?".

Jack said: "it looks like spongebob squarepants got erased from this world, and you will definitely die since you left the ocean, and when you die we might forget about you".

I think my brother had a point there, a world without spongebob is pretty hard to imagine.

Poor spongebob, it doesn't look like he understood anything.

But he said "can't I just go back to the ocean? everything will be solved then right ??"

I thought for a second that this sponge is way smarter than spongebob maybe the water damages his brain or something but his suggestion was definitely worth trying.

So we sneaked out of the house and went to the ocean, and we told spongebob we arrived.

Sponge bob said "thanks, I'll be sure to make a krabby patty the next time we meet ".

Jack smiles and said "I'll be waiting for you" and waived goodbye.

SpongeBob left for the ocean, and the next day we went to watch TV and sponge bob was back.

Jack was happy to see him alive, and so was I .


The end :)

It was a stormy night, me and my brother were watching Sponge bob when suddenly a lightning strike hit the TV, after that sponge bob was at our floors house what happened? Why was he there? Will he be able to to go back home??.
Read the story to find out ?

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