Poochie Cures Cancer HD: Fenjiiii!
The continuing saga of a dog from space…
Poochie Cures Cancer HD
“Did you hear that Fenji?” Jojo turned to his fish friend, propping him up with his right Snork. Jojo blinked away the small moss growing his fish bowl over his head. “That girl, she is sick, and in my world, we help those that are in trouble.”
Since Jojo’s adventures with the Snorks he decided he had to travel beyond the small reef he had come to know and love so he could make more friends. When he had heard of Strawberry Shortcake’s Worldwide Friendship Club, he knew it was made for people just like him looking for friends because they liked friends a lot. And now, he’d made it all this way, past the Cupcake Plains, through the Forest of Licorice, and over Swirl mountain to find his way to his friendship idol Strawberry Shortcake, legendary friendship master. He had to travel far to find the oracle to tell him where this legend of another world resided, who lived in the Swamps of Melancholy.
As Fenji and him slugged and Snorked through the swamp, Jojo began to feel all the world upon him, and turned back towards Fenji. He’d stopped moving, Fenji had a look of despair on his fins. “No, Fenji, you can’t leave me, you can’t let the melencholy get to you, you can’t give up!”
Fenji just wiggled a little, snorting a bit, “Fenji, you have to start moving, you have to Snork with me… Snork with me! Fenjiiiii!”
Fenji had already suck beneath the swamp, and disappeared into the melachnoly forever… Jojo cried, “They look like two strong Snorks, two big strong Snorks… yet they were not enough to Snork for my friend.”
At the rock he yelled out the Oracle’s name, “Sock Puppet!” “Soooock Puppet!”
Suddenly a huge bulge erupted and erected itself from the swamplands below. Jojo was knocked back but he quickly made out the big eyes, and the thin smiling and ever moving lips of the fabric complete with stuck on microphone. “Sock Puppet, where is the legendary Strawberry Shortcake?”
The sock puppet shook his head, “Weee, don’t knooow, weee forgeet.”
Jojo stepped forward, “We? Who is this we, I demand to know!”
“The sock puppet replied, “Why… Bar None of course… Baaaaaaar None Auto Insuraaaance. Weee don’t turrrn aneeeone dooown.””
In confusion Jojo stepped back, “You mean… you can’t remember? I came all this way and lost my lifelong friend so you can tell me you can’t remember? What kind of Oracle are you?”
The sock puppet widened it’s plastic eyes, “You? Oh, it’s YOoooU… well, she’s beyond the veil of vanilla, to the East, and over the pass of chocolate desires. But be careful, don’t get led astray. I should knoooow, I uuused to work for a weebsiiiite.”
Written by Asher Wolfstein
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