Scooter 2.6 - At Story's End

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Welcome back to the Scooters!
Unfortunately there will be death in this update. But we knew that one, didn't we?

 

Well, with Randy here, I don't see any reason to keep putting off the inevitable! Here we are at Mat and Josie's big day.

I wanted to do a whole event but uh...their only friends really were their parents. RIP. And Supriya Delgato, a little bit but I didn't want to do a wedding party with a single guest. So whatever, elopement time.

 

The bridesmaids and groomsmen roles were filled, of course, by Cashew and Waffle. Who needs human friends? Not these guys.

Oh god they're crazy dog ladies aren't they.

And who else would officiate their beautiful day of matrimony than Brindleton Bay's own mayor?

Mayor Whiskers: (*sniff* What a wonderful day this is. My humans, finally becoming official on paper.)

 

And so on a brisk spring day, Mr. and Mrs. Scooter-Silva came to be. A fitting end to a decades-long story of pining, I think.

But as always, when great happiness comes, it must be meted out with great loss. That same night that Josie and Mat tied the knot, old age finally came for my sweet baby Cashew.

Reader, I cried. I really did.

I would've been more okay with it if I didn't see Waffle making that face while he watched his newest friend die. Normally, I think his face is dopey but this time...he just looks upset. That kinda crushed me.

 

Randy: Appa...where Catchew?

Matangi: Baby, Cashew...uh...Cashew is gone. He's in dog heaven now.

Randy: Gone why?

Matangi: Doggies and kitties don't live forever. They're with us for less time. But he had a long life.

Randy: Catchew come back?

Matangi: No, baby. When doggies go to heaven, they stay there for good. Do you understand?

Randy: Little bit....

Josie spends most of her time moping at home, mourning her dads and Cashew, so she headed to the gym.

Josie: Sadness gains are INCOMPARABLE haha (sniffs)

Randy already has a wholeass room and toy chest and dollhouse to herself damn. Granted, her bedroom is the dusty gross old guest room where the pets sometimes sleep and get their hair everywhere, but I digress.

 

Josie is cuddling Mayor Whiskers so hard he literally melds into her chest.

Mayor Whiskers: (muffled meowing)

Josie: Mayor Whiskers you gotta do this for me. I demand it. I demand snuggies.

 

It makes me soft as hell seeing how much Mayor Whiskers and Waffle love each other.

Mayor Whiskers: (I am sorry you lost your dog friend, Waffle. At least you have me, and I count for two friends.)

Waffle: (Thanks, Mayor Whiskers. You're the only cat I have ever met.)

Mayor Whiskers: (Don't you mean, the best?)

Waffle: (No. The only.)

 

Randy: Appa I stinky!!!

Matangi: Yep, you sure are, Randy-bo-Bandy.

Randy: Change pease!!!

Matangi: I'm on it, boss (chuckles).

 

Looks like Mayor Whiskers is sitting in on the Josie Scooter Master Class on Blocks.

Josie: ...Y! What does that spell?

Randy: "Randy"?

Josie: Randy! Good job, baby.

 

Mayor Whiskers: (...pardonnez-moi but isn't 'Randy' more suitable of a name for a man in his mid-forties, no wife, two grown children, and a nacho cheese stain on his rug he can't get rid of?)

 

This is it, Miranda. You're becoming a big kid.

Randy: Hmmmmmmm. No thank!

 

Happy Easter!

Gnome: It's Harvestfest.

The fuck are you a rabbit for then?

Gnome: (shrugs) I felt like doing something different. Is that a crime?

 

Matangi: ...hey, so, Mr. Gnome, I know we got off to a rough start, what with me giving you a pie and you not liking pie, and I thought pie would be, I don't know, thematic for the season? But how about we start all over, what say you?

 

Matangi: --HHRGHHRERKKK--

 

Matangi: Don't you think we should get our daughter a h*gh ch*ir?

Josie: What?

Matangi: A h*gh ch*ir. H*gh. What the hell, why can't I say those words?

Josie: I think it's something we're not...meant to say...

 

Pretty pretty Brindleton Bay fall colours! The leaves are changing and falling and getting ready to make new ones. I think that's really nice.

 

I swear I'm always seeing Mayor Whiskers standing over this ball like it's his kill. Waiting.

Watching.

Mayor Whiskers: (I dare that dalmatian to come and take it. I dare him.)

 

Every now and again it's nice to go out to their favourite spot in town and have some time to themselves.

Josie: This place never gets old.

Matangi: Sure doesn't. I hope Randy likes it too when she's old enough.

Josie: I mean, if she was born here, she's gotta like fish.

Matangi: (chuckles) Me and the pescatarian gang will win you over yet, Jojo.

 

Screaming at the fact that Miss Eliza Pancakes is a waiter at Westerlies.

Eliza Pancakes: (sigh) Young people fully in love, huh. God I wish that was me.

 

Truly I never ever get tired of this interaction. It's the cutest thing.

Matangi: We're going on a trip, on our favourite rocket ship, zooming through the sky~

Randy: [Removed due to copyright infringement.]

 

Randy gets along with the pets pretty well!

Randy: Waffo!

Waffle: (happy panting)

Randy: Waaaaaaffo doggy! Good doggy!

 

Yeah, "good doggy", SURE.

Josie: (sigh) Waffle, I swear, you're better than this.

Waffle: (sad whine)

 

Mayor Whiskers doesn't take to discipline super well.

Mayor Whiskers: (Me? Stop eating MY poop?! I MADE it! How dare you!!!!)
 

 

Matangi: Well, man, I dunno what to tell you besides the obvious. It's plain and simple: your dog is a clown and so are you.

Dog: (sad whine :-()

 

And because there is no such thing as a story without an ending, across town, Cashew's final chapters were written and his book put to rest.

The Watcher: There you go, sweet one. I've brought you home.

Cashew: (happy panting!)

The Watcher: Now, let's keep this between you and I, alright? I imagine the one of us that presides over your kind won't be much too happy with me leading you astray.

Cashew: (confused whine?)

The Watcher: You tell him it was for a good reason. For me. Alright?

 

Cashew: ... (contented panting)

*＊✿❀　❀✿＊*
 

There it is, the image that gave me depression. Friends, I'm not gonna lie--Cashew dying a natural death made me hella sadder than Oliver dying in a fire. Is that bad? I dunno. It happened. I cried.

I'll see you all next time. Thanks for reading. Byyyeeeeeee!

Comments

[harmoniouspixels]

CASHEW 😭

I mean, I know Josie and Mat made it official by tying the knot, but CASHEW 😭

[moveobjectsron]

Yo ngl seeing Cashew die and having to write Mat explaining pet death to Randy made me way sadder than Ollie's death...........................problematic...

[sevenleaf]

bro i finally found a moment to catch up on this legacy and i almost cried irl over CASHEW

[moveobjectsron]

WELCOME BACK CLOVER UWU

I rly just, when it comes to pixel animals man that shit just kills idc I'm soft