#1 / Once upon a time, there were 12 managers. the 12 managers were the most known the forest of GWDFI. they switch their main role every now and then to give the people what they need. everyone thought that the managers of the forest of GWDFI were amazing, but they never knew the true secrets behind closed doors... 2 / the 12 managers were in their annual meeting when a flash of light appeared. They all winced and saw a figure on their table.. they all take out their weapons, looking at the figure that could potentially be dangerous... krm walks over to the figure and pokes it with a stick.. the figure turns out to be waldo!! the most wanted person in all of GWDFI! 3 / All the managers gasp in horror. Then, in another flash of light, waldo vanishes into the studio description! #4// "We must host an event! Put a bounty on him! CALL THE GWDFIERS!!!!" krm said, her fist smacking the table. 5 // “To the Manager-mobile!” Ever cried. The managers dashed to the sleek car, and filed into the 12 seats. Krm, as current host, was the driver. “Sound the alarms—we need to save GWDFI!” She said. 6 // daisy stares in shock as she sees the most trusted GWDFI'er in the land in sir griffpatches house. they both stare at each other in shock and suprise as the griffpatcher giggles. "ah! daisy! nice to see ya here." griffpatch then appears. "what is it that you need?" daisy repels from her shock and bows slightly. "sir griffpatch, the GWDFI needs your help.. waldo, the spy is loose, and he has information that is vital. will you help us?" #7 || Suddenly, the Manager-Mobile stuttered and stopped. Maci shook her head. “Oh no. This isn’t good.” “What?” Krm asked. Gary looked forward at the impending crowd. “Griffpatchers. The bad kind. And it looks like they’re preparing for another war.” At at the front… was Waldo, laughing maniacally. 8 /// Suddenly, the griffpatchers started spamming the car, and surrounded it. So they had to close the commenting windows 9 // However, the griffpatchers weren't giving up. So the GWDFI Managers had to call for backup. The Scratch Team. 10 || The Scratch Team immediately got on the phone with the most important person on Scratchworld. "Sir. We need you to do us a favor. There's no way to defeat Waldo than with your power." There was silence on the phone. "What do you need me to do." "What you always do," answered the Scratch Team, "just until we can get Waldo." More silence. "Okay. I'll close my comments," said Griffpatch 11 // sir griffpatch closes his comments, and the griffpatchers retaliate in anger. "we need to find the managers of GWDFI..." he mutters under his breath, into his phone to scratch team. he feels someones presence behind him, and before he could see who it was hes knocked out.. 12 || The presence behind him laughs hysterically. He broke into the Scratch servers and decided to take Scratchworld into his own hands. [Gobo] turned around and laughed. He wasn't with anyone. He didn't trust anyone. He was his own . He deserved his place. Not /Scratch Cat/. 13 // griffpatch growls (alpha grr) at waldo. "what have you done to the managers??" waldo cackles. "just some payback" he grins, turning on the tv, on which they can see all the managers tied in a cage!? 14 || Griffpatch gasped. “Waldo? What do you stand to gain? And why are you working with Gobo?” The famous scratcher blinked. Gobo sneered, “Because we’ve both been in the shadows much too long.” 15 // "waldo please!! y-you cant do this, to us!! to me" griffpatch spurrs out. "there is no 'us' griffpatch. not since you betrayed me for the forest of GWDFI!!" waldo screamed at griffpatch. "now, i work with gobo. i will re-gain everything that i deserve. why? because you.werent.there!!" 16 // griffpatch stares as waldo lets out some tears and watching gobo comfort him. "i-im so sorry waldo.." griffpatch whispers. "im sorry i was never there, i want to help you please dont do this. gobo is gaslight gatekeep girlbosssing you!!" waldo angrily wipes his tears "no!! gobo was there for me while you never were!!" gobo gives griffpatch an evil smirk. To be continued…
