what it says: It was the afternoon in GardenView, I was teaching art class like usual…the girls would be with scraps, and the boys would be with me…..but it smelt like a dead rat due to one of the boys finding a rat and swinging its body around….I accidentally threw up due to the awful smell….it’s worse than boiled snake eggs. Oh wait! I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Goobert Stuffling, but you guys can just call me Goob! Anyways, back to the story (it's hard to write with claws T^T). A staff member of GardenView came to me, “Goob, may I talk to you for a bit? It's really important.” Like the gullible craft I am, I agree to follow…the smell of pastries from the snack train, Cosmo and Sprout work filled the air… but the smoke makes me cough a bit as it goes by. After I had a coughing fit, I was led to a room with a few doctors and surgeons and a hospital bed. “What’s this all about?” I asked the staff member who looked at me like I was some beast, took a breath, and said, “It’s to fix you…you are broken…and I can’t allow broken toons with normal toons…” No ... ..that can’t be… that can't be the reason..but before I could think about why I was broken, I was knocked out cold ... .I woke up with pains in my arms…..like tiny needles were begging to go into my skin like army soldiers in battle… as I looked down I saw blood ... .how can a toon bleed…? I stood up, feeling dizzy; I could hardly stand with my wobbly legs. “Good morning, Goob, how do you feel?” a doctor asked me. I felt too weak to respond, apparently he could see that and said, “weak I see? Well, that’s normal after some fixing I had to do.” That sentence made me sick. In fact I almost threw up, but I didn't…I couldn't. When they let me leave, my sister Scraps came up to me, worried, “Are you ok, little bro?! Did they hurt you?!” I couldn’t talk at all. I tried, though, but all I heard from me was groans like a distressed zombie. She looked a bit worried and said, “we gotta get you to Cosmo and Sprout” I walked slowly and she did too to make sure I didn't fall, I did fall a few times though ... .It hurt badly. After a very long walk, we finally made it to the snack train. Sprout and Cosmo saw us, Cosmo waved while Sprout looked at us confused and asked. “What happened Scraps? Why does Goob act a bit drunk?” She looked down at my smiling face, deep down I was as confused as her. She looked back up at Sprout and said “Well ... .I found Goob like this, he was making these groaning noises…and he’s walking slower than usual….he hasn’t been like this before..” Cosmo hopped down from the train and checked me out. “Hmmm….are you sure he hasn’t been like this…?” she thought for a moment. “I’m pretty sure he hasn’t” Sprout gave me a cupcake to calm down cuz I started freaking out, the icing tasted delicious like french vanilla…..while the cupcake itself tasted funny. “ Imma go get Delilah, she’ll know what to do” Cosmo patted my head before leaving. I yawned a bit due to the cupcake having melatonin in it, and before I knew it I was asleep. Sprout sighed a bit before saying, “That should keep him calm ... .but it’s strange that I saw him with a staff member…..” Scraps had a strange feeling in her gut and went with it. “What if they….fixed him….?” That sentence made Cosmo freeze in fear, of course he thought I remember when they did a lobotomy on me because I remembered my “second chance” surgery……I was told I wasn’t the only one…..”1 other toon” they would say….”1 other toon for surgery”.... But before Cosmo could even do anything, Sprout patted him on the back “Yo Cos, you good buddy? You were blanked out like a flavorless ca- I-I mean cookie….not…that word….” Cosmo looked up at him and whispered, “I know what they did….and I wish I didn't….” I slept peacefully during their conversation, Scraps noticed and shushed both Sprout and Cosmo and pointed to my sleeping self. Sprout and Cosmo looked at each other like they were exchanging looks as I kinda coughed slightly and woken up. I opened my eyes to the bright light of the kitchen “ow….my head…what happened..?” Sprout looked down at me
