#he's got the murderous eyes of a hare not the soft eyes of a bunny

[warlordfelwinter]

love it when fiver gets to have a fun fight just for the sake of fighting. it's enrichment for him.

[lamiasluck]

A Touch of Madness

Summary: After meeting Him and realizing that the town had an unsettling dark side, Eric decides to spend some time with Tulip outside. The both of them could use some alone time to think about their situation. Unluckily for them, it turns out they aren't as alone as they thought.

AU: Magic au, every ego has magical powers and familiars

Characters: Eric Derekson and Wilford Warfstache

Words: 2188

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Clockwise, counter clockwise, clockwise, counter clockwise…

Eric found himself getting dizzy trying to follow Tulip’s movements. She was running circles around him while he sat cross legged on the soft grass below. The day was nice, so Eric figured that he could bring Tulip to a nearby forest to folick. Admittedly, he used it as an excuse to calm himself down, but who would blame him? This supposedly quiet town has already given him more than he could bargain for and it has only been a week. It was hard to wrap his head around the situation. At the very least, he assumed that there was some sort of crime group in the town. And by Bim’s nonchalant attitude towards murder, he knew that this group had loose morals.

Moving should be his next plan. Getting as far away from this town as possible was a welcomed goal, but an unreachable one. The plethora of money Bim gave him was enough to buy new potion supplies and tidy up the shop at least. However, he had nowhere near enough to buy a new place to live. Especially in a place far away enough from danger. He moved here to lay low, not to be threatened for his life all over again.

So he needed more customers, but more customers also meant more threats. Potentially. If he treaded carefully, he could avoid future conflicts. But who knows what kind of person could walk through his shop’s doors next?

His breathing became much more shuddered than usual ever since he met Bim. It was like his usual panicked personality was exaggerated. Try as he might, nothing could fully calm him down.

Tulip thumped her back legs loudly once she saw Eric zoning out. He flinched at the sound, but soon returned to his senses. Petting Tulip always somewhat calmed him down on days like this. The bunny hopped onto his lap and nudged her head against his stomach, taking full advantage of that fact. He let out a quiet giggle at the sight. As Tulip continued her attention seeking, he reached in his bag and pulled out a pouch filled with rose petals. Her favourite treats. The perfect reward for such undying support.

Unbeknownst to them, there was another onlooker creeping in the shadows. They let their presence be known by dashing between the bushes within a blink of an eye. Eric and Tulip froze in place as they stared at the source of the sound. The creature moved again, and for a brief moment, Eric saw a silhouette. Another rabbit.

“Oh… oh thank god-!” Eric let out a breathy laugh. “Tulip - Tulip it’s okay. It’s okay, Tulip, nothing to worry about.” He was about to calm down his familiar before the unknown rabbit jumped out of its hiding place. Tulip huddled herself closer to Eric as he let out a surprised yelp.

The creature looked more like a hare than a rabbit. Even then, it looked… off. Compared to Tulip, it made her look like a baby in size and stature. It also looked more hostile, much more hostile. If its jutting, sharp teeth and bloodshot red eyes were anything to go by. Eric hoped that the dirty red clumsily covering its body happened to be apart of its coat, and not its unforseen victim.

It hopped closer to the two, carefully sniffing the air. Eric did his best to put on a brave face and shield Tulip, but he had no clue how to help the situation. So he did what he did best.

“Pl-Please go… please don’t hurt us…”

Beg.

The hare must have not understood his pleads. Or it didn’t care. It kept creeping closer until it was face to face with Eric, eventually turning to look at the shivering bundle in his lap. As scared as Eric was, he never budged and shielded Tulip more. Nothing was going to stop him from protecting his familiar. Not even the creature’s dagger-like teeth.

Eric screwed his eyes shut as the hare sniffed his face. It let out odd growls and snorts, but never hurt him. Yet. So long as Tulip didn’t get hurt, he didn’t care about his own wellbeing.

“Snuggles?!” An unknown voice sounded off in the distance. “Snuggles, where are you~? You little rascal!” The man’s voice laughed.

Within a minutes time, a brightly dressed man literally popped into existence. He paid no mind to Eric’s panicked state and focused on the hare. “Oh, there you are!”

“W-Who are you?!” Eric screamed. Tulip jumped from her spot in Eric’s lap and into his arms, startled by the overwhelming noises.

“I should ask you the same thing, friend! Why, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” The pink clan man showed him a bright smile. He had an eye catching appearance, to say the least. Lots of pink, an upbeat attitude, and a mischievous gleam in his eyes. Exactly the type of person that would name a killer hare, Snuggles.

All Eric could do was hyperventilate, eyes darting between the man and the hare. The man followed his gaze and finally connected the dots.

“Ah, I see. Did Snuggles scare you? I didn’t realize that he ran off.”

Eric gave a short nod, hugging Tulip close to his chest.

The man looked down at the hare with a stern look, huffing to himself. He made a few “tsk” noises at the hare to add to his scolding. “Now what did I tell you? You can’t make friends by scaring them.” Much to Eric’s surprise, the hare backed down at Wilford’s tone, pressing his ears to his head. After giving the hare what-for, he turned back to Eric with a softer expression. “My apologizes, friend, my familiar is a rambunctious fellow. My name is Wilford Warfstache, pleased to meet you!”

“Um, I… I’m Eric,” he muttered. He relaxed ever so slightly at Wilford’s friendly attitude. His name seemed to strike a chord in Wilford and he watched his confused expression cautiously.

“Eric?” Wilford pondered to himself for a moment before his eyes shone brightly once more. There might as well have been an actual lightbulb over his head as he remembered. “Right, Eric! The potion maker! Bim’s told me all about you.”

And now he was back at square one in terms of panic level. Hearing Bim’s name again made him visibly pale. “Did - Did he, um, what did he say about me?”

“He said you were quite the character! All innocent and cute, just like that little rabbit of yours.”

“Really?” Eric fidgeted at Wilford’s comment, even Tulip squirmed in his arms. He was confused as to why people kept casually complimenting him. But, then again, he probably would be considered cute when compared to a criminal. At least Bim wasn’t joking when he said he liked his personality. He clung onto any sense of relief in his situation, for his sanity’s sake.

“Yes, of course I’m not one to lie,” Wilford said with a cheeky smile. “I’ve been meaning to pay you a proper visit, but I suppose life wants to be a jokester.” He let out an awkward chuckle. “My dearest apologizes again. I hope I didn’t scare you too much.”

“It - It’s okay-! It’s not the first time…” And it won’t be the last. Not in this town. Eric got up and slung his bag over his shoulder, allowing Tulip to hide within the fabric. “I should - I should get going now. I closed up shop to be here… I shouldn’t - it’s selfish…”

“Nonsense, friend! You shouldn’t apologize for that,” Wilford reassured whilst patting Eric on the shoulder. The shorter man squeaked at the contact, but gave him a shaky smile as he looked up at him. “Everyone needs a break from the madness every once and awhile. Why don’t I walk you back? It’s the least I could do.”

There was a brief silence as Eric thought about Wilford’s suggestion. He looked at Wilford, then he looked at Snuggle’s red eyes, and he nodded. Maybe it was because Wilford was friendly or maybe it was because he didn’t want to risk immediately getting on his bad side. Wilford did know Bim afterall, there must be something darker hiding behind all that pink. Either way, they walked back to his shop side by side.

Besides the peaceful sounds of the passing breeze, Snuggles kept letting out these deep snorts as he twitched his nose at Eric’s bag. He knew these were happy noises, Tulip made the same noises, albeit a much softer version of them. Either way, Eric made sure to keep Tulip close to his chest.

“Aw~ Snuggles really likes your familiar! I’ve never seen him so excited,” Wilford said.

“Tulip’s really - really shy, um, so-sorry… She only trusts me,” Eric explained.

“That’s okay, you two must have a good bond, then. How delightful! Snuggles and I are quite the pair as well, always eager to show off our powers.”

Eric didn’t want to know what kind of powers Snuggles had. His strong appearance was enough to make gruesome assumptions. He wondered how someone could compete with such a familiar, however. “So… so you can teleport?”

“I can do lots of things,” Wilford corrected. “Why, I bet I can do anything you can think of!” To showcase his point, his snapped his fingers and plethora of bubbles appeared from his palms. He giggled at Eric’s amazed reaction, popping a couple with his finger.

There were so many possibilities for such a power. “You can do everything?!” Eric had trouble contemplating them as he stared at the bubbles. They smelled faintly like cotton candy.

“A jack of all trades, some would say.” He snapped his fingers again and the rest of the bubbles popped in unison. “I do favour certain tricks, of course.” This time he pointed his hand in a finger gun, aiming at a large leaf. He mimicked a shooting motion and the leaf was ripped off the tree. The sound of a gunshot echoed throughout the forest. Eric flinched at the sudden sound and screwed his eyes shut. By the time he opened them again, he saw that the leaf on the ground with a bullet shaped hole in the middle.

“O-Oh… oh my god.”

Wilford laughed again and blew off the wind from the barrel of his “gun”. “Snuggles still gives me a run for my money, y’know? Tough little guy!” He called for Snuggles and the hare immediately jumped into his arm. Snuggles - well - snuggled in his arms, happily grumbling as he pressed a kiss on his forehead.

If the blood on Snuggles’ coat didn’t exist, Eric would have thought that the familiar was cute. He calmed down exponentially since the gunshot, but he worried about the amount of power this town had. He only assumed that Wilford was apart of this crime circle. However, he didn’t dare to ask for closure. He didn’t have a death wish.

Their walk continued and before they knew it, they were right in front of the little shop’s door. Eric fished out his keys. “Did - did you need something? Um… you said you wanted to visit.”

“I suppose I just wanted some new company. I’d love to stay and chat, but I’m afraid I don’t have the time,” Wilford sighed. “I’m already late for a meeting.”

“Oh, that - that’s okay,” Eric rushed out his response. “I hope, um, I-I’m sorry for making you late…”

Wilford gave him another pat on the shoulder. “Nonsense, I’ll be fine. Dark will go easy on me, he’s never mad for too long.”

Eric tilted his head at the name, Dark. The blunt title shocked him back to a reality he was already very aware of. There were more questions on his tongue, but he stayed silent in favour of being left in the dark. A shiver ran down his spine at the thought of meeting someone deserving of that title.

“Bim was right about you, your personality is downright addicting! I’ll be sure to give you another visit when I have the time,” Wilford said. “You’ve sparked some curiosity amongst us actually.”

“I - what?” ��

“Ta-ta, Eric, until next time!” Wilford and Snuggles poofed away in the blink of an eye, leaving Eric with his last thought.

After standing dumbfounded for a moment, he returned to his peaceful shop. Tulip poked her head out of his bag and sniffed the air with caution. With a shuddered sign, he let her rest on a table and sat down himself. This was only the tip of the iceberg. He didn’t want to think about his unforseen fate. Wilford was surprisingly nice, though a criminal could always put on a friendly face.

He rummaged through his bag again and pulled out the pouch of rose petals. Tulip ate the treat with fervor as Eric gave her a hefty clump. It was what she deserved after putting on a brave face. He watched with a smile, relieved that he lived to see such a wholesome sight. At this point, they both needed treats for their bravery.

[sportarobbie-shorties]

CXLIV - Time To Start The Show

Sportarobbie Fanfiction - The 144th Shortie

Warnings: None :)

Summary: Tonight is the night. The kids have worked hard on their musical, and now it’s time to get on the stage and show what they got.

Pixel is busy at work, setting up the lighting and sound mechanisms at the theatre, while all of the other kids are preparing themselves, backstage. Stephanie is helping Stingy get into the big, shiny, red dress of the Queen so they’ll know what to do when he actually has to get into the dress, while Trixie tries her best to do her character makeup, and Ziggy hums the chorus of the tea party song nervously.

Sportacus arrives through the back door with a big smile on his face, Robbie following behind him. “Hi, guys! How are you feeling about the show tonight?” Stephanie helps Stingy back out of the dress as she responds: “Great! A little nervous. Very nervous. Terrified.”

Stephanie chuckles, and Sportacus laughs along with her: “Don’t worry, I know you’ll all do great. And being a little nervous is always good when you go performing.” The kids nod, but Ziggy keeps walking back and forth, mumbling to himself. Robbie walks over to him carefully.

“Hey, kid. Are you okay?” Ziggy nods: “Yeah, I’m just scared, that’s all.” Robbie smiles at him. He fixes Ziggy’s hair and pats him on the back. “Don’t worry. It’ll be fine. And if you mess something up, literally no one cares. You have nothing to worry about.” Ziggy nods at Robbie with a smile. “Thanks, Robbie.” “No problem, kid.”

“Guys!” Pixel suddenly shouts from above the stage, ready for the show. “It’s almost time! Are you all in costume?” Stephanie checks all around her and sees that everybody’s almost done. “Pretty much, yeah!”

“Alright! Stephanie, you should go and tell the mayor and Miss Busybody to come in then.” “No, wait, we have to huddle up first!” Trixie exclaims. Pixel then climbs down, and all of the kids get in a circle, all of them close together. They tell each other encouraging words and remind each other of important things to remember on stage. They finally all nod and throw their hands in the air, shouting all together: “Go Wonderland!”

Robbie and Sportacus smile at each other. Sportacus pats all of the kids on the back before leaving with Robbie: “Alright, we’re going to the side of the audience. Break a leg!” “And Ziggy, don’t take that literally!” Robbie adds, receiving laughter from the kids.

Robbie and Sportacus go and sit in the audience with Bessie and Milford, waiting excitedly for the show to start. Soon enough, the lights get dimmer and dimmer, until it’s completely pitch black.

It takes a moment of nothing happening before the lights on the stage turn on slowly, revealing the sets made by Sportacus, Milford, and the kids. It’s only a tree and some flowers around, but it looks nice with the lights setting the mood of a sunny day.

Robbie smiles as he hears the soft piano music starting to play along with birds chirping, and Ziggy walks on stage, looking around himself, pretending to look at the singing birds. He smiles, but the audience can see how nervous he is. When Ziggy glances at them, Robbie makes sure his encouraging smile is noticeable, and when Ziggy sees it, it actually boosts his confidence.

Ziggy sits down by the tree, and Stephanie appears on stage wearing neat, pink dancing clothes, with white bunny ears and a fluffy tail. She dances to the front of the stage and looks at Ziggy with a curious smile before looking at the audience and starting to sing.

“Oh, once there was a boy.” The background music has backup vocals sung by Stingy, answering Stephanie’s singing: “Named Alex.” Stephanie chuckles a little bit, glancing at Ziggy and then looking back to the audience. “He was an ordinary boy.” “Named Alex.” “He was not rich nor poor or famous. He was just a boy…” “Named Alex.”

“But Alex had a wild imagination. He’d create fantastic, fantasy nations.” The lights start smoothly switching between different bright colours, and Stephanie starts dancing her very own choreography. She continues singing with her strong, sweet, bubbly voice, as Ziggy continues to ignore her, staying in character pretty well. Robbie is proud of him - especially for kids, the hardest part might be staying in character when you have nothing to say.

“With his fantasies, he’d jump into exciting stories. But he was just a boy.” “Named Alex.” Stephanie gives Ziggy the spotlight, walking to the back of the stage, but still remaining visible, while Ziggy begins his monologue: “Wow, would you look at these flowers! They’re really big… Imagine if there were flowers as big as the trees. Would mushrooms be that big too? What about bugs? That would be quite scary…”

“Oh dear! I am so late! I am so very late! Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear…” Stephanie runs - or more like dances - back and forth on the stage, carrying a huge watch. Ziggy looks at her with wide eyes. “Who are you?” “I’m late, that’s who I am!” The kids receive a little chuckle from the audience.

Stephanie goes on to running away in a hurry, and Ziggy, of course, follows her. The other kids manage to create the illusion of them running a longer way by pulling the tree and flowers away with a rope and pushing the rabbit hole onto the stage on wheels. Stephanie stops at the hole for a moment before jumping off stage with a spin. Ziggy looks down the fake hole, then pretending to climb down into it.

The lights go dim, and the little bit of light they have shining on the stage turns into blue and purple, and mysterious music starts playing. Once all of the sets are off the stage, Ziggy appears from the top, slowly going down with several objects floating around him. They’re of course on ropes, and so is Ziggy, and they aren’t that invisible, but the illusion somehow still holds up.

Milford gets a little worried for Ziggy’s safety, but Sportacus assures him that he taught the kids how to do the stunts safely.

“Oh dear, this is peculiar.” Sportacus chuckles at how strange those words sound coming from Ziggy.

Next obviously comes the scene where Alex struggles with the door. Ziggy takes a lick of a lollipop, making himself shrink. A bunch of the other kids are dressed in all black, and they run over to the stage, replacing all of the sets with identical, but bigger versions of them, and when Ziggy takes a bite of a carrot, the kids run over to replace the sets with smaller versions. Sportacus and Robbie agree that it’s a fairly smart trick.

Once Alex gets through the door, sudden lighthearted music starts playing all around and the sets are switched to magical, detailed backgrounds. A river with a small bridge, different colour trees, strange road signs. Stephanie dances onto the stage while the other kids start sneaking around, singing a song.

“Welcome to Wonderland. A very peculiar land. You will not believe all the wonders you see. Here in… Wonderland.”

“Wow! This place is amazing! It’s not like home at all…” It’s Pixel’s time to shine when suddenly huge flowers appear on stage. They’re the marionettes the kids have worked hard on.¨

“Would you look at that strange little boy…” Pixel starts making funny voices for the flowers while moving them around. “Quite peculiar.” “What does he think he’s doing here?” “Oh, hello there!” Alex greets with a smile, walking over to the flowers. The flowers hum at him disapprovingly.

“Could you tell me where to go, please?” “Why don’t you go and find where to go yourself?” Alex looks around himself: “I would, but I don’t know where to go. That’s why I’m asking you.” “We don’t help intruders!” “Intruders?” “You are clearly an intruder! We have never seen you before!” “But I’m…” The flowers start trying to shoo Alex away. “He’s stepping on the poor grass! Murderer!” “But I didn’t know…” “Go away!” “Leave!” “Shoo! Shoo!”

Alex tries to dodge the flowers’ leaves hitting him, and also tries not to step on any more grass while trying to run away. Suddenly he spots the White Rabbit with the pink outfit, dancing away in a hurry. “Hey, you! You could help me! Can you please tell me where to go?” Stephanie turns to look at Ziggy in shock and starts running away. “I’m late, I am so late, I’m in a hurry!”

Ziggy tries running after Stephanie but loses her. But on the way, he finds the Tweedles, played by Stingy and Trixie. They’re arguing about something, and Ziggy moves closer. “Hello? Can you two help me?”

The Tweedles turn to Alex in surprise. “Hello! I’m Tweedle Dee! This land is mine.” “I’m Tweedle Dum. Though Dee is the dumb one.” “Excuse me? You are talking to the Prince of Wonderland, need I remind you!” “ No, if I remember correctly, I’m talking to the Prince of Dummyland.” Alex looks back and forth at the Tweedles confusedly. “So… Can you help me?”

 Alex’s question is ignored when the sudden music starts, and the Tweedles continue arguing through singing. The song goes on with simple choreography, and Alex shakes his head, slowly backing away.

Next, Alex wanders over to a tea party in the middle of the woods. The scene starts with a song. The Mad Hatter played by Stephanie is singing and dancing right away, with the March Hare played by Trixie joining her quickly. Sportacus thinks that it must’ve been stressful to do such a quick change of costume.

“Oh, hey, hello there! We have found another!” The Hatter sings, smiling at Alex. “Another one to join our tea party!” The March Hare joins in: “Oh, hey, nice to see you! We have tea and cakes too! Would you like to join our tea party?”

The Hatter starts dancing all over the place, singing with the March Hare, while another puppet controlled by Pixel, the Dormouse, dances in a teapot. “This is quite perfect! Here, would you like some bread? This tea party is one of a kind! Keep that in your mind!”

Alex tries to carefully ask for help: “You know, I don’t really know this place, so maybe you could…” The March Hare interrupts him by singing: “Oh yes, my dear boy. Tell us all your stories. I’m sure you’ve done a lot of adventuring. Oh, hey, Mad Hatter. Give me a piece of cake, please. Oh, sorry, boy, the cake is so distracting. Yes, tell us more!”

“Oh, well, I’m a little lost, so could you tell me…” Alex gets interrupted again, by the Hatter: “You know, I feel like dancing! Dance all your worries away! There’s jazz and breakdance, stepping, and ballet! Join us on the dance floor!”

The lights start twinkling all around in different colours, and the music gets louder with lots of different instruments. The Hatter drags Alex to come dance with her, and the March Hare runs in, to dance as well. Everyone continues singing the same melody with “Lalallalallaa!” and even Alex dances, though looks reluctant. The background music gets even more intense, with shouts of “Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!” in rhythm with the song, and everyone apart from Alex is smiling wide.

“Stop!” Alex shouts, making the music end with a final beat of the drum, and everyone stops dancing. “Can you just please tell me where to go?” The Hatter and March Hare look at each other questioningly. “You might want to go to the Blue Caterpillar for that”, the March Hare says ominously. “Who?” “He’s very wise”, the Hatter confirms, with the light slowly going dim and the tea party table being dragged away.

“But where do I find him?” Suddenly Alex is all alone in the dark. He starts wandering around and finds himself lost in the woods. Strange signs telling him to go in all different crazy directions are scattered everywhere. There’s sudden laughter and snickering, and a cat, played by Trixie, appears - the Cheshire Cat.

“Hello?” “Hello?” the Cat echoes back. “Are you the Blue Caterpillar?” “Yes, of course. I am very blue, and most definitely a caterpillar”, the Cat says mockingly. Next, comes a whole scene of the Cheshire Cat saying riddles and laughing at Alex. Eventually, the Cat leads Alex over to the Blue Caterpillar, played by Stingy.

“Hello. You are the boy everyone has been complaining about, aren’t you?” “What?” The Caterpillar moves closer: “Well not really, just the flowers, but oh well, that’s good enough for me.” “Can you help me?” Alex asks, receiving a disapproving look from the Caterpillar. “Just going straight to talking about what you want? No wonder the flowers didn’t like you…”

“Can you just please help me get home?” Alex asks again, with frustration. “Alright, fine, here.” The Blue Caterpillar gives Alex a muffin. “What’s this?” “It’s a magical muffin. If you eat the other side, terrible things will happen, and if you eat the other side, you will get taken to the castle of the Queen of Hearts. She will help you.” Alex looks at the muffin confusedly. “What if I eat both sides?” “You can’t.” “Why?” “Because the other side is mine.”

Alex takes a big bite, and soon enough strange birds - Pixel’s marionettes again - start leading him over to a castle. Alex enters the castle carefully and tries to look for the Queen.

“Hello? Does the Queen of Hearts live here? I was told she could help me.” The Queen turns to look at Alex. Her shiny, big dress glimmers in the light as she turns around and smiles at Alex. “Yes. That would be I, the Queen.” “Can you help me?” “Hush, child. Hush. I need to think about that…”

Suddenly, the Queen ends up singing fantastic, epic song. Stingy takes the whole stage, standing in the spotlight and singing his heart out. He hits the high notes perfectly, and everyone is surprised to hear how strong his voice is. He even earns little applauds from Robbie in the audience.

When the Queen starts singing the chorus again, Alex tries joining in on the song, and the music stops. The Queen stares at Alex with wide eyes in silence. “Did you just try to sing my song?” “Well, yeah, I thought that would be how it works since everyone around here has been singing all the time and…” “Off with his head!”

Suddenly, exciting music starts playing and all of the lights turn red. Playing card soldiers appear, which are also puppets controlled by Pixel, and they start chasing Alex. He runs back and forth, away from the soldiers, moving along with the music, and eventually Alex successfully runs away. The lights turn blue, and slow, soft music starts playing in place of the chasing music.

Alex sits down on the ground, looking around himself. “I’m lost. I don’t know where I am. I don’t know anyone here. I don’t know what to do.” Alex lets out a sob. “I don’t like it here. It’s scary. I want to go home!” Alex starts crying all alone in the darkness.

The White Rabbit appears again. She dances over to Alex carefully, singing softly: “Hey now, my child. What is the matter? Hey now, my child. What seems to be wrong? You might not believe it, but it’ll get better. You don’t have to do it on your own.”

The Rabbit helps Alex up from the ground and continues singing: “Hey now, my child. Wipe away your tears. Hey now, my child. You’ll have to face your fears. But it won’t be that hard if you let me help you. When we’re together, there’s so much we can do.”

A huge choir starts singing with the Rabbit, as she takes Alex’s hand and starts leading him home. “Life is not easy. We all know it. You often feel queazy and you might often get hit. But together we’ll make it. I know we’ll survive. You’ll just have to believe me, and we’ll see the sunlight.”

The sets and lights change, going back to the original scene with the tree and the flowers, and the birds are chirping again, while they’re all still singing the song. In the end, everyone appears on stage, singing the song together. When the song ends, Robbie, Sportacus, Milford, and Bessie give massive applauds, and Pixel runs onto the stage as well. They all take a big bow with huge smiles, and the lights on the stage turn off again.