#max the bulldog

[mistyfur5]

Don't Think. Be Brave.

Chapter One is officially up on my Ao3 page! I waited specifically until December 11th to post chapter one in order to honor and celebrate Raleigh Becket's birthday in my own way.

Added into the fic are my own special little mentions of pop culture that I found amusing to add in to this domestic piece of literature.

Thank you again to @kotekenobii for encouraging me to make this piece as well as acting as a Beta Reader for any errors. I greatly appreciate all your help!

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Summary: It's Raleigh's birthday, and he's woken up feeling... not so great. But that doesn't mean he's not determined to do what needs to be done that day. Mako and Chuck try to make this birthday one to remember while also trying to get Raleigh to slow down for a minute.

Link: Don't Think. Be Brave.

[artforsis]

Furiosa the French bulldog by the great & very kind artist @cheryroseart thank you so much for making this 😃 your amazing!

[horror-in-my-veins]

Dogs in horror part 5

Madhouse 1981-?- Rottweiler

Man’s Best Friend 1993-Max-Tibetan Mastiff / - -Heidi- Collie

Needful Things 1993-Raider-Rottweiler

Nightlight 2015-Kramer-Siberian Husky

Night of the Wild 2015-Max-English Bulldog / - -Coconut- Shi Tzu

Pet 2016-Lexie-German Shepherd

Pet Sematary 1989-Spot-Australian Cattle Dog

Pet Sematary Two 1992-Zowie- Siberian Husky

Play Dead 1983-Greta-Rottweiler

Poltergeist 1982-E.Buzz- Golden Retriever

[libbyeth]

What animal is max ?

[cuppajj]

It’s really funny how KOS Overlord is with Drill because I have this mental image of them making eye contact at the same in like a restaurant with Drill politely leaving and speed walking to the exit trying not to panic and be a nuisance while Overlord is just hurdling tables to get him. Tom and Jerry but you’re actually rooting for the mouse vibes and it makes me chuckle.

I swear to god do not let these two see each other in public, the indomitable butthurt and broken hubris of Overlord versus Drill’s Literally Just There syndrome is going to be a nightmare for everyone and I mean everyone involved 😭 he WOULD throw tables. They all miss for some ungodly reason. Overlord screams while Drill banks the frick out of there with his tail between his legs. Dear god neither of them asked for this outcome but fate is ever the cruel mistress

[oetscop]

nyquil dream

[chunksupreme]

Nike Air Max 90 Animal Instinct

[mvnces]

most important icon ever has just dropped <3

[chanelfunnell]

The Blackhawks not funny

I hhave had quite a giggle watching other Blackhawks such as Max Domi but it was not a good comedy by the Blackhawks marketing.

Two veterans such as centre Tazer and a defenseman McCabe? Gee.. Tazer is always dead pan serious if not grumpy and he acts as a boxing macho in the physical way at face offs rather a duel of sharp tongues and keeping a poker face to be serious about the deal Laugh or not.

I get an idea. Therr was McCabe with a cute dog in Jake and the Fatman. OK, McCabe starts to be more offensive as a d man, he's toned than fat but he's a bulldog.

Tazer aka Jonathan Toews, Captain Serious can he again Grumpy Cat.. Cats and dogs fight. Let's see Tazer on the ice in Canada. Deadly serious joke.

[vivwritesfics]

when are we getting the bext stwofupdatee

it was such a chilhanger

What Happened To Bruiser

To ease your worries and give you a little update.

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Mrs Parker had a vicious little French Bulldog. She barked at strangers and had chased the last plumber out of their house. The sink still hadn't been fixed.

Mrs Parker took MeMe out late at night, to avoid all of the people.

She didn't expected to find a whining beagle by the gages. MeMe jumped at him. And Mrs Parker held her back.

Tucking MeMe under her arm, Mrs Parker introduced herself to the Beagle. "Bruiser," she said, reading off his nametag. "Where's your owner, Bruiser?" She asked as she patted his head.

Bruiser let out a whine and Mrs Parker decided that she would stay with him, at least until his owner appeared.

She was there with him for half an hour and nobody appeared. Mrs Parker couldn't believe that somebody would abandon such a sweet boy.

She checked his collar and found three different phone numbers. She called all of them, with the third one picking up.

"Yeah?" Came a voice.

"Hello," said Mrs Parker. "Is this Bruisers owner?"

There was a pause. "Bruiser? Landos fucking dog?"

Mrs Parker cleared her throat and MeMe yapped. "I don't know who that is but I found Bruiser here at the park. I was wondering if anybody could pick him up? If not I will be taking him to a shelter."

"Shit, sorry," the guy said. "Yeah, I'll be there in fifteen minutes. You're at the park, yeah?"

Mrs Parker stayed with Bruiser until the car pulled up. The man introduced himself as Max and explained that Bruiser belonged to his best friend, who was currently in Spain. He thanked Mrs Parker and got Bruiser into his car.

Mrs Parker stayed there until Max disappeared. She placed MeMe on the floor, a bad feeling settling in the pit of her stomach.

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[slightlyhowling]

This is my happy place. Thank you for posting. Glad I thought to search for Fabuland.

Thinking about Lego Fabuland from 1979-1989.

[despazito]

can you tell me more about Bambino cats? I did a search and it was all abdl content so I gave up

bambinos are not a registered TICA breed, they're what i've personally dubbed combo breeds

basically there's several breeds of cats that are essentially only distinguished by a single phenotype mutation (munchkin=dwarfism, scottish fold and american curl= cartilage mutation, sphynx= hairlessness, etc..)

so some genius fucks thought it would great to combine those phenotypes into designer cats with multiple ones. the bambino is a hairless dwarf:

and the even newer "dwelf' adds the ear cartilage defect of the american curl into the mix as well

i think these cats are much much worse than their parent breeds. instead of a single mutation that can each have health drawbacks (ftr i dont think all these mutations are equal in welfare outcomes, i think dwarfism has more serious health implications that hairlessness), you are building a house of cards with the cons of all these mutations thrown into a single animal, increasing the likelihood of something going wrong.

and of course if these traits are also recessive, then the odds of getting all desired phenotypes in a litter diminishes (iirc out of these only sphynx is recessive though) meaning you statistically get more kittens who don't fit type which can entice shitty breeders to inbreed in the hopes of getting as many to type as possible.

and personally i think if a responsibly planned litter has a chance of say, only 25% max of offspring possibly being born to type then you have a crap unrealistic standard that needs changing or scrapping lol. an australian shepherd without a merle coat still has plenty of identifiable aussie traits, but hypothetically a dwelf born with hair and normal ears really isn't distinguishable from a regular ol munchkin and nobody forking out money for a dwelf will be satisfied with it.

this trend of adding on as many rare traits into an animal as possible is really off the rails in the exotic bulldog community, to the point where dogs are advertised with their rare mutations in bio

this is breeding for looks taken to the extreme, where the most striking or rare phenotypes are combined into making the most exclusive, unique looking animal possible. it is not sustainable breeding in the long run and how you ultimately end up with entire lines croaking from rare cancers at like age 6 due to just how much genetic homogyzosity you're creating

[bwoahtastic]

I reread tiny drivers like all of the time. Just give m all of the toddlers!! Can you imagine tiny Lewis staring up at Charles and George as they argue over who gets him?

Hahah please! Lewis standing there holding a bulldog plushie as Charles and George argue over who gets him lol! And then Max walks past alr4ady holding another toddler and holds out his hand to Lewis, who quickly goes over ksks

[keelt9]

Chapter 6

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It was Sunday night before we flew to London when I told him about my plan for the summer break. He listens to me all the time, even in his face a little bit of sadness mixed with a bittersweet smile takes place.

“It’s ok, I mean, I’ll love having you around until the end of the season, but I got it.” Lewis takes my hand, as a proud smile forms in his face. “You’re going to be a big boss, soon.” 

I hit his chest with my other hand laughing, still a nostalgic atmosphere, it’s over us. “It’s not like the last time, I promise.” 

Lewis tightening his grip for both of us was extremely hard to turn apart so abruptly years ago. 

“This time I will take my time watching you race for… 3 minutes.” He chuckles, tossing my hair like always. 

“Dummy.” He choked his head. “I’m so proud of you, you know that?”

I lean my head on his shoulder. “Come on Lew, it’s obvious.” 

One of the many good things about the race in Silverstone is all the family go and watch it along with some friends too, there is no need Lewis had me since the media day, I’ll go in a big combo for the race day.

I arrived with Lewis feeling some cameras at me, what started like a small gossip between reporters, now will be photos on the net. 

I’ll keep Roscoe inside the hospitality room for 20 minutes when he decides he needs some fresh air.

I keep observing him sniffing, taking his time to watch people taking a few shots of him; when the insane amount of cameras and people can be heard surrounding Max, who is just arriving at the paddock.

It seems Roscoe has a similar idea because he started running in that direction. 

“Oh no, Roscoe!” I followed him, my eyes stuck on that cute bulldog, preventing me from losing him in the crowd. 

But he stopped next to that big crowd, in front of Thomas and Mika.

“It was you!” Mika goes down, joyful eyes, petting Roscoe head giving him endless compliments.

Thomas extended his hand. “I just drank a cup of coffee.” I complain knowing what is about to come.

“Don't make me wait.” He moves his hand for I take it, closing his eyes uselessly containing a smile. 

As I take it he pulls me for a hug holding tightly unable to make my arms. “My bones.”

Mika laughs standing surrounding us in one big hug, Thomas keeps an eye on Roscoe, unnecessary for the way Roscoe barks, between us. 

“God, the guy really had lethal eyes.” Mika bluffs so everyone splits.

“Who?” Thomas asked all his attention to Roscoe who is moving for all the pets cover his body

Mika's eyes were ice cold looking at our back. “Max Verstappen.”

“Oh.” I see what she's seeing.

Max walks inside of the RB building, serious face, his mouth in a straight line and a tense jaw.

“So this is what it feels like?” Mika jokes while leaning in to watch in detail Lewis' car. “Meet a champion.” 

We spent the time talking with my parents walking around the paddock until Lewis called for us so they could take a look at the car and all the movement around a garage. 

“Rookie.” Thomas whispers for us to hear it, making us giggle.

“Ok, kids, stand all there, I’ll take a picture of you.” Lewis pushed us as we stood in front of the car. 

I couldn’t avoid teasing my friends. All the time they have been sharing secret looks with sparkling eyes, it’s hard to resist. 

“You can stand next to each other, I don…” Mika pulls me for I stand in the middle, facing Lewis who is giggling at us.

“Ok, say cheese.” 

The end of our small photo shoot came when his team gave him head up, they were ready to go, that was our sign to go to our seats so we could watch the race with an amazing view. 

“Do any of you have my phone?” I ask when I don’t feel it in my pockets.

“I told you, you left in the building, and you said it’s fine.” More clear signs about how distracting I am, impossible. “I’ll go, don’t worry.”

I stopped him. “It’s fine, I’ll go, go, my parents will probably be there, go.” 

On my way I see the drivers and their crews walking for the protocol ceremony. There are small short cuts on the paddack that you can take avoiding the hallway full of cameras and people, the issue is to notice it you have to be really watchful to those corners.

I take one of them when I see the crowd of cameras and people coming to me, apparently Max thought the same.

With his head down it’s hard to read his face. “Have a good race.” I said to him when we crossed in the small short cut, just a nice word before the race. 

“First row, and first place, you’re giving the wrong advice to the wrong person.” He didn’t even look at me, eyes focused on the other side.

My eyes open as I scoff as my only coherent answer. “So I go back to the beginning, huh?”

I turned around with a slight smile, even though I didn't know why.

“How could… how could I… with that on your face?” This time Max's eyes were on me.

I narrow my eyes, raising my hands. “What?”

“The smile.” That smile grows bigger as he keeps his eyebrows frown. “I mean, it was hard fo… you know what, whatever.”

Max turns around taking a sip of his Red Bull shaking his head.

“I won’t do it again.” I raise my voice so he can hear it, making him stop at the end of the shortcut.

“What does it even mean?! Are you going to stop smiling?” He turns around both of his hands on his waist.

This is funny, he is funny. “I mean, not everyone is just to you if it makes you feel uncomfortable.” My hand crossed over my face, faking a serious expression. “Mr. Vestappen, have a nice day.”

“Are you playing?” I turn around ignoring that question. “Y/N!” 

An amazing race, in the last 5 laps Lewis pushed to his limits taking the lead; at the end of the last lap, mom was grabbing my hand so tight that only when Lewis crossed the finish line her grip changed to embrace me so tight.

“Go!” I push my parents to go with Lewis; dad takes one step, pulling me to go with them Thomas and Mika encourage me to go.

They share a cute moment with Lewis who has tears in the corner of his eyes. He lifted me from the ground in a big hug before going with his team and kept celebrating. By the end of the day every member of my family already cried and felt our hearts about to explode.

“Drive safe darling.” Mom said, taking Thomas' hands. 

My parents will leave Silverstone with my brother; Mika, Thomas and I will go to Newport, to take her on a small tour around my new home.

“Don’t worry, the girls are safe with me.” He kissed my mother's cheek.

Mom smiles but she couldn’t avoid laughing when she saw Mika was waiting for her hug. Like me, my family slowly realizes the unbelievable lovely person Mika is, making a huge space in our hearts just for her.

“Take care of these two ok? They sometimes are a little bit…butterfingered.” Mika nods, like she’s taking the most important task of the day.

Thomas and I looked at each other with a disgusting face. “We’re not!” 

Dad rolls his eyes as all of us laugh.

“We see you in a month, all right?” Dad grabs my face. “Go, don’t drive late at night.”

“Can you say goodbye on my part to your annoying dad?” I kneel in front of Roscoe as he smells my face. “Good boy.”

We were walking to the exit talking about random things. I turned around just to see for a second the hospitality of Red Bull; in the big cristal, Max is talking and finishing a recording, he gives a little microphone to a girl, when he turns around his eyes open when he sees me. 

Cough in the act, I fake one more time a serious face and just nod a little bit; Max tilting his head to the left scrunching his nose, stunned.

“Right?” Thomas put his arm around me. “Y/N!”

“What?” I giggle facing them, winning suspicious eyes.

Mika narrows her eyes but repeats. “You don’t miss this? Thomas said you knew this was temporary.” 

“Not this, people, just a few people. But hey, big things are coming.” Mika smiles as Thomas, optimistic about my change of attitude in these months.

Mika is endearing with Newport and my selection of house; even though we spend just one day there it was enough for me to feel refreshed for the last to Gran Prix.

I have never been to Budapest. Lewis and I arrived on Sunday night using all the free time he has. After all this is the penultimate GP, and I want to enjoy it every single day. 

By the first day of practice the race has a lot of changes, some teams struggle with their car and others with their strategies, I guess it will be days to test a lot of things.

I already noticed Max has been ignored since the very first time in the paddock, for me, it’s hard to ignore someone who’s mere presence stands out among the crowd. But part of me feels a stingy sensation every time. 

However, I decided to make my own test. I want to know if everything, even the tiniest things that happen between us are more than simple talks or if it's another random event in my life which it’s easier to maintain and increase the distance.

While Bono kept talking with Lewis outside of the garage about the set of the car and other technician things, I kept my eyes on both of them but my senses were on alert knowing Red Bull garage it’s one away from Mercedes.

I see Max coming for the coroner of my eye, beside for the first time in days he sees me for more than a second; I feel naughty today, if he’s looking for some kind of reaction today, it won't be today.

Max and GP were about to pass walking but they stopped for greetings, starting a small conversation about how tricky the day has been. 

All my attention is on Lewis and Bono, still I notice how Max, almost in an involuntary way, looks at me, like he’s waiting.

Bono mentioned something about the race tomorrow and the long day full of tests they have ahead.

“It seems like these tests are revealing more than you expect.“ I add casually trying to keep neutral, avoiding eye contact with Max.

Although in my mind a thousand questions keep formulating, want it or not. 

Max tightened his grip around his Red bull before answering. “Plans change on the way.” If he pretends to sound selfless, it seems all notice a glimpse of frustration for the way all eyes turn to him. 

I don’t move, not even a millimeter, still I smile in a way that doesn't say too much.

“Right, don’t do that.” I point my finger to my brother who giggles. “It's mug.”

The way Bono narrows his eyes it’s a sign of the tension in the air, I’m not the only one feeling it. From the corner of my eye I can see how Max presses his lips together keeping his neck straight; even I want to know how much I can push him until someone breaks the composure, I learned when it’s time to retire.

“Well, I go, I’ll let you work.” I hug Lewis and Bono wishing them a good day, when I turn around for the first time I take a look at Max who has blue fire in his eyes. “Have a good day.”

It’s the only thing I said before walking back to the garage where I can see the practice. 

As I put my cap on one more time I couldn't avoid feeling a sensation of control but the tingle sense inside of me just increased more and more.

That day comes to an end with good results, and a good position for tomorrow's race.

“10 minutes more, and we’ll go.” Lewis said walking inside of the garage I kept on the frame observing the cars coming and going, the strong sounds became more soft.

I smile at him. “I’ll wait in the building.” 

On my way I found Checo walking to RB building too; we talked about the dinner at his home between words. I let him know these are my last GP.

“Oh I wait…” Checo asked one of the members of his team to bring his bag.

Being outside of RB hospitality, now, makes me feel a thrilling curiosity, which considerably increases when I see Max at the other side of their big crystal door.

“Thanks.” Checo gives me a big bag of lollipops, not any kind of lollipop, spicy lollipops.

My eyes turn wide open, I recognize it right away, Lewis used to buy me a lot of this everytime he goes to the Mexico GP. 

“You know!” I smile, taking the bag of his hand, feeling like Christmas arrived earlier this year.

Checo giggles. “I have a few more inside of this in case you want it.” In the middle of my bubble of joy I feel Max's eyes on me. 

I slightly raise my eyes meeting a dark eyes on Max's face, even if he looks focused on the papers he’s reading from time to time he lifts those eyes, lips pressed together, like he didn’t actually want to show some kind of reaction. 

“This is great, thank you so much, but how…” Lewis appears next to us, shaking his head still giggling as he sees the bag in my hands.

“Oh, she loves it.” I nod, taking my bag one more time. “This must last at least more than a month!” 

Lewis screams walking right to Mercedes hospitality, Rosa at his side, still a few things to do.

“I have to go, but I really really love this, thank you so much.”

A girl coming out called for him, that small seconds without the glass between Max and me made the weight of his eyes on me heavier. 

Inside the Mercedes building, I sat on the rooftop of the building; with this odd sensation, I couldn't avoid scoffing with a smile on my face. 

Barrier or not, it seems like both of us want to break it in all the possible ways.

It’s dodgy.

After a great beginning of the race the last laps seems like something stops working, leaving my brother in 6th place; still seems like he already expected for the way he calmly got down and walked inside of the garage. 

“Ok?” I asked him when he finally came out clothes changed; Lewis looked around the garage taking a deep breath. 

“Ok.” He raises his hand for a high five, a soft smile on his face. “Still Rosa refused to let me go so easily.”

Rosa appears at his back, phone in her hands pulling softly his shirt to keep walking, reporters waiting. 

“We like to call it, work.” Lewis and I chuckle at her good humor after all.

Time passed, the hubbub of the paddock started to go down, the ceremony ended a long time ago, a few drivers along with a lot of mechanics and engineers are still around here working on the last details. 

I walk to a small green area next to the track where people have already gone, just lights on, finding a moment of calm.

“So, the track is your secret place?” Max's voice pullin me out of my thoughts. “You know when you get tired of pretending you don’t see me?” A severe and rugged tone.

I turn around a little bit, any small sign of expression on my face. “I don���t know what you’re talking about.” I am fighting to stay calm, however a small crack on my fancade starts to weaken. 

Max walks closer to me, his eyes firm on me.

Game over. 

“Don’t… You’ve been putting a little bit of effort into keeping me on the line, but…” Those hard eyes get soft, surprised by what he’s just going to say. “Seems like I’m not that odd, right?”

His words were heavy, for the first time in a long time; the security in his voice and the blue eyes like a calm sea, shook me from head to toes. 

Maybe this is more…

With a lot of effort I rebuilt my cold attitude. “You’re seeing too much where there is… nothing.” I shrugged my shoulders but my voice trembled for a second.

Max took two steps closer every time I took one back, literally and metaphorically, making our distance shorter and shorter every second.

“I thought the same, believe me, I tried to keep the distance you put, I mean that’s what you want after all..” He stops in his eyes a small strom forms. “I won’t do it anymore.”

I gulp, at what moment the grille is at the reach of my fingers?

“I don’t want to pretend I don’t care about you, and no, before you ask, the curiosity is far gone.” 

One of the walls around my heart crumble, my heartbeats increase, for the first time any countermeasure looks coherent in my head.

Max is so close that I can feel how the air he was holding slowly comes out, still in the moment I see his eyes stay still on mine, make me understand he is daring me. 

I got down my sight for a second; he had a white flag in front of him, a napkin tied to a pen.

“I care, I genuinely care, don’t ask me how or why is… you’re an enigma for me, even looking at my eyes, I don’t know what is crossing your mind, I only know… I have to let this out.” Max raises the <flag>. “Taking the risk I’ll scare you.” 

Even though I raise my hand doubting whether or not the flag is distracting me, I am terrified of the way my heart doesn't stop beating. 

“That should be yellow.” Max bluffs, leaning his head softly on my shoulder.

He took me out of balance. “I have a thousand lines on my head but any for this.” 

I push him so that I can take distance from him, still he’s determined to have more than avoiding answers because he cage me one more time. 

“Can I ask you one more thing? Last thing, before I reluctantly have to let you go.” 

I sigh, closing my eyes, now I know, I’ll do it even with my eyes closed.

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The whatnot Show gang doodles:

Part 4, part 5 and part 6

Since I have yesterday FINALLY posted the first three unconnected parts of my own whatnot Show gang, heres now dr tounge And the groovy chaos And the whatnot hour gang =^_^=

And this is again for all my loved ones in my tumblr family: @0lemonadefox0 @kxllboii @cheezekennith @aquamarine-dream-queen @dayzsac224 @oscarandgrinchfan @moshywoosh @ilovescaredysquirrel2 @nuggetaubrey @sharkyy599 @nightkit92 @familyoffood @animatronicdoozer @thelazzyblogzz @sugar-miss1 @shrimpathizer @shypeachrunaway @iggyguyy @sayuri-does-skits @typical-sophie @peaceforpeople @ben5569 @oxxjustfrankieandmikuloverxxo @ducktopia90264 @artismeyou-12 @blackstar044 @acen402 @diego-r-the-artist-2009 @nia1sworld @rumplestiltsbear @s4gefr0g @beeware-of-lulu @leafith @bluebird-in-a-cagedrawing @muppet-fan-frr @thegroovyskull @blo0st4r @vickymcsworld @fancytigercupcake @classywinnerpeace @dackychansworldofhoshino @itzbluecl0udd @alegriasweetblossom that always love me And support my work And always Bring me so much happiness and joy in my heart, And I'll always love them And support them And Bring them more happiness And Joy back =^///////^= 💖🩷💚💛🧡💜��

And before I share their bios, heres the whatnots we have now:

Dermot the dog (Kermit's whatnot counterpart), miss Tiggy (miss piggy's whatnot counterpart), ozzy Woodchuck (fozzie's whatnot counterpart), Gustavo the King ladybug (Pepe's whatnot counterpart), Pierce the chinchilla (Rizzo's whatnot counterpart), paisley the persian cat (rowlf's whatnot counterpart), Sid the British bulldog (sam the eagle's whatnot counterpart), bonzo the amazing monkey (gonzo's whatnot counterpart), dr Aristotle un wonders (dr bunsen's whatnot counterpart), Kiyoshi (Beaker's whatnot counterpart), Victor (Walter's whatnot counterpart), snooper (scooter's whatnot counterpart), dr tounge (dr teeth's whatnot counterpart), vegetable (animal's whatnot counterpart), yakim (zoot's whatnot counterpart), Ibeeria (janice's whatnot counterpart), Sgt easton Oliver (Floyd's whatnot counterpart), Mateo (Lips' whatnot counterpart), Leo the axolotl (Clifford's whatnot counterpart), raiden the semi radio person (digit's whatnot counterpart), Frederick the toucan (lindbergh's whatnot counterpart), Una (Vicki's whatnot counterpart), Max Gerbils (Bean bunny's whatnot counterpart), Jagger the Fox (Leon Lizard's whatnot counterpart) And Iggy D Digital (Waldo C Graphic's whatnot counterpart)

And yes, I named Waldo's whatnot counterpart after @iggyguyy =^.^=

Anyways, heres now their NEW updated infos/bios:

~the groovy chaos band~

Dr tounge - Dr tounge is dr teeth's whatnot counterpart, he is the leader of the groovy chaos band, And he plays the xylophone And he likes any cakes made out of biscuits. His headcanon voice actor is David Matthew Feldman, And his voice claim is mayor milford meanswell from lazytown.

Vegetable - vegetable is Animal's whatnot counterpart, he plays the spoons on many iron kitchen stuff, And he is just as Crazy as animal! No wonder they get along very well. His headcanon voice actor is Fred Tatasciore, And his voice claim is Taz from Looney tunes cartoons.

Yakim - Yakim is Zoot's whatnot counterpart, he is a quiet, burnt out and laid-back Guy just like Zoot And he plays the bongos, And he even has a soft side for Mateo. His headcanon voice actor is Adam Sanders, And his voice claim is Clifford from Clifford the big red dog.

Ibeeria - Ibeeria is Janice's whatnot counterpart, she is a peaceful hippie in the groovy chaos band and she plays any instruments with strings, And she is dating Easton Oliver. Her headcanon voice actor is John Roberts, And her voice claim is Linda belcher from bob's burgers.

Sgt Easton Oliver - Sgt Easton Oliver is Floyd pepper's whatnot counterpart, he is a chill And laid-back hippie just like Ibeeria And he plays the bass, And he has a massive crush on Ibeeria. His headcanon voice actor is Jeff Bennett, And his voice claim is Jan the janitor from class of 3000.

Mateo - Mateo is Lips' whatnot counterpart, he is a very calm and gentle guy in the groovy chaos band and he plays the tuba, And he has a crush on Yakim. His headcanon voice actor is Craig Lowndes, And his voice claim is Conrod from roary the racing car.

~The whatnot hour gang~

Leo the axolotl - Leo the axolotl is Clifford's whatnot counterpart, he is one of Dermot's sassy and laid-back friends, And he even hosted a show called "whatnots tonight", and he is the unofficial leader of the whatnot hour gang. His headcanon voice actor is Khary Payton, And his voice claim is cyborg from teen titans go!

Una - Una is Vicki's whatnot counterpart, she is a polite yet often sarcastic girl who helps Dermot with The whatnot hour show, And she even often hangs out with Max since she sees him as her little Brother. Her headcanon voice actress is Siera Florindo, And her voice claim is Red from super why!

Frederick the toucan - Frederick the toucan is lindbergh's whatnot counterpart, he is the Lineworker and Installation electrician guy in the whatnot hour gang, And he is even with Jagger the Fox. His headcanon voice actor is Jeff Bennett, And his voice claim is toucan dan from Timon and Pumbaa.

Raiden the semi radio person - Raiden the semi radio person is Digit's whatnot counterpart, he helps Dermot with The whatnot hour gang, and he can sometimes be clumsy And clueless just like Digit. His headcanon voice actor is Amir Talai, and his voice claim is Alastor from hazbin hotel.

Max Gerbils - Max Gerbils is bean bunny's whatnot counterpart, he is a cute And innocent Gerbils boy that often wants to help everyone And anyone, And he sees Una as his big sister. His headcanon voice actress is Maria Darling, And his voice claim is roary from roary the racing car.

Jagger the Fox - Jagger the Fox is Leon Lizard's whatnot counterpart, he is a sassy yet sneaky and scamming fox who is interested in bikini woman and even hot macho men, And he is even Dermot's cousin even tho them two are not the same species, And he is even with Frederick. His headcanon voice actor is Nathan Lane, And his voice claim is Timon from the lion king.

Iggy D Digital - Iggy D Digital is Waldo C Graphic's whatnot counterpart, he is a digital butterfly that helps Dermot with anything digital on the Show, but mostly even uses his shapeshifting for fun. His headcanon is Tara strong, and his voice claim is Timmy Turner from fairly oddparents.

And also, I still wanna know y'all's favorite whatnots, ya dont have to say 'em, but I would still like to know =^///////^=

I hope y'all will like these =^///////^= 🩷💙💚💜💛🧡🩷💖

[maxipad33]

the people urge you to speak more about catboy max

then i will speak my truth!! the people deserve to hear it!!

max is extremely wary of roscoe the first time he meets him, lewis looking on with bemusement behind his sunglasses. daniel finds this hilarious and films them with his phone as max pins his ears back and cautiously circles around the big bulldog, currently sitting on his rump and completely chilled out as max skitters around him, unsure how to approach. when lewis calls roscoe's name and the dog stands up max immediately scrambles backwards and just nearly stops himself from climbing onto daniel's shoulders, who is laughing so hard the video shakes.

"max, what do you think of roscoe now?" "he is big and slow, maybe not so dangerous."

the same cannot be said for leo, who wiggles and barks in charles' arms when he catches a whiff of max. on more than one occasion max has bolted from the room once he sees leo. thankfully the little dog's legs are too short to give proper chase.

lando keeps showing up with random cat toys and placing them on nearby to see if max reacts to them, and it becomes a funny activity that other people around the paddock start picking up on it and even marketing publish a video of max quizzically holding different toys to their social media. the general consensus is that max does not care at all about toys on a string, will pet anything fuzzy (including a microphone), hates anything squeaky or crinkly, and he has to be pretty bored to start batting around little plush mice. if it's remote controlled he'll pretty much only focus on it but won't chase or interact with it otherwise. by accident it's discovered his ultimate favorite are the twist ties from grocery bags, immediately getting drawn to them and fiddling with them constantly. there's a couple times where other people have to smack it out of his hand when he goes to chew on it.