"the episode starts with a title card that shows Cuphead, Sans, Bendy, and Keith chasing a goose and the title "untitled goose chase"
Keith wakes up next to Girlfriend and gets up from bed, he brushes his teeth, makes himself a cup of coffee and goes to sit down at the table, that's when a dark demon with an inky body approaches him from behind, Keith doesn't know about the creature behind him or does he? the demon is about to strike when...
Keith: good morning bendy
Ink demon: DAMN IT! transform into cartoon bendy
Bendy: i still don't know how you know i'm behind you
Keith: 2 words: ink sounds
Bendy: oh...
Cuphead: yawns morning dudes
Keith: hey Cuphead teasing tone Guess who's turn to mow the lawn this time
Cuphead: yeah yeah i'll get started he goes outside and gets the lawn mower and gets started while whistling Snake eyes, that's when he hears a goose go honk. he looks at the goose oh hey there little dude what's up
Goose: points at a broken fence with its beak
Cuphead: oh what the- Ugh, i got this thanks for the callout buddy he takes out a hammer and nails to try and fix the fence, that's when the goose takes off his shoe and runs off HEY GET BACK HERE
Goose: gets on top of the lawnmower and starts it up, causing it to mow off the lawn and into the street
Cuphead: watches in shock as the goose drives away on a lawnmower WHAT THE FU-
scene cuts to Keith, Sans, and Bendy watching a movie that's when Cuphead barges in with a fucking terrified face
Cuphead: GUYS WE'VE BEEN ROBBED FOR OUR LAWNMOWER
Bendy: WHAT!?
Keith: By who?
Cuphead: a goose
Keith and bendy look at him with disbelief
Keith: really?
Bendy: and just when i thought you couldn't get anymore stupider
Sans: i guess you can say that's a rather Goose-ly situation BA DU TISH
*the other three look at Sans in unamusement*
Cuphead: guys just come check it out
*scene cuts to outside where cuphead is showing the guys the tiretracks*
Cuphead: i think if we follow these tiretracks we can find them
Keith: alright then
after one montage of them following tiretracks, they found a hiding place for geese and stolen belongings
Keith: so these guys are robbers huh?
Cuphead: see i told you
Keith: well we can't just barge in there, maybe we can lure them out?
Cuphead: but how
they look at sans
Sans: annoyed tone oh come on you guys
scene cuts to sans wearing a blueberry costume
Sans: sarcastic tone oh hey little geese look at me i'm a tasty blueberry. catch me if you can he walks away from the geese that start following him, he eventually leads them into a net snare, but the geese dodge it and starts chasing him uh guys that didn't work starts running COULD USE HELP HERE!!! *He tries to use his power but can't because of his stupid costume, that's when the ink demon comes out of nowhere and puts them in a cage*
Ink demon: Ha got them
Sans: oh thanks bendy, that could have been a "Berry" bad time BA DU TISH
Ink demon: unamused i hate you so much
the geese were then sold to a butcher shop and everyone got their stuff back
Keith: welp morning has been wild
Sans: don't you mean Wild goose chase BA DU TISH
Cuphead: please no more, that's your third one today, wait does anyone else hear honking?
the gang looks outside the window to see like 5000 geese ready for vengeance
Keith: i think we're safe in here *nervous tone* right?
the geese bust down the door
All four of them: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
they were eventually forced to be geese and join the others, they were all eating berries
one goose offers a berry to keith
Keith: oh thank you gets punched in arm by another goose OW i mean HONK
Cuphead: honk honk honk honk
credits pop up with the unused and Unnamed Cuphead Song playing
This picture is hard for me look at. I weighed the most I ever have in my life and felt horrible both inside and out. AND YET, I hold a little child that hasn't yet been told anything other than she is beautiful. We are born loving our bodies. That is not a look of disgust she wears because she has to sit in my lap. That is pure contentment knowing she is loved unconditionally (and always will be by this aunt)!
Every once in awhile I will look down while walking the beach and see an imprint in the sand that just makes me smile. Isn't that what it's all about, these tiny little joys?
[Continued form here] @pumpkinpatch-and-tiretracks
Always outstanding while out standing in his fields. Junkenstein had found his own play on words amusing even though he neglected to share it with Hayseed. The smallest chuckle emmuting in his throat as the duo made way back to the castle. It had been short-lived as the scarecrow regaled him with what he had been up to.
"...That sounds like an impressive creature." As it had to be stronger than anything Doc knew to be common in the area. No standard fox, rabbit, crow, vole, or other pest could break through steel traps. Though since Hayseed did not further elaborate on how the creature escaped there was a chance it simply was witty enough to set the traps off without getting snared.
"I have been looking into a way to get my zomnics to reactivate previously lost omnics so I don't have to personally reactivate each one. I hit a deadend so I have put a pin in that for now to move my focus elsewhere." Clearly he found that a worthwhile investment if he still wished to return to it. "But I think you might find this other project I've been tasked to do as cool," a small emphasis on the last word as he found the other's phrasing to be amusing.
Ushering Hayseed up the stairs, the door swung open slowly, seemingly on it's own and allowing them access. The doctor not fussing with closing it as the door swung shut behind them. The entry lit up upon their entry, Doc's stride syncing up with Hayseed's in uneven steps that alternated from clicking. His own more crisp of a clack on the hard floor with his metal peg.
"I have been working something that restore metals to their former glory. It targets rust and reverses the oxidation process. Well, not technically..." But explaining the finer details was something to be wasted on everyone else. A disappointing thing really as the good doctor loved to explain in detail the process of his works but no one ever seemed to appreciate it. "But perhaps we might be able to run some tests in the field. Do you have any older traps that might need restoration?"
" How've you been, big guy?" Junkrat beamed," Haven't been causin' to much mayhem without me, right?"
Mako stared down at Jamison, the sound of his heaving breath barely audible through the thick, leathery mask. Even the mere fact that he was staring was thoroughly veiled; the glass fitted into his mask was tinted very heavily, to the point of his eyes being obscured wholly behind black. It was only by the grace that he had to tilt his head downcast that made it apparent that he was even looking at the other man.
“You wish,” he said, gruff and curt. Mako wasn’t the chattiest man about, which put him and Jamison on opposite sides of the conversational spectrum. “It’s not me you should be worrying about. You better be staying out of trouble.”
“Hardly. He’s too simple for me. Nowhere near my level of intellect. It’s painful sometimes, really, to have to converse with someone so much less than myself. Sometimes I’m not even sure why I stick around.”
“@pumpkinpatch-and-tiretracks replied to your post: “Join Talon!”
“ Depends….what’s in it for me?”
“Good things I guarantee you. A fucking amount of money, luxurious rooms, the best food, excellent equipment and all that money and influence can give to you. In return we just ask to blow people up and destroy public and private property”
Twitching hands stilled for a moment as his head whipped around at the unexpected voice. Damn it, just as he was about to push the detonator. Junkrat stood tall and stared down at the shorter male, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips.
“ Oh this?,” He chuckled glancing back at his handwork. A fancy looking car he managed to snag from some suit, neatly decorated with any explosive he had on him, “ Just creating a little firework show! Wanna front row seat Mister….” He leaned in real close. He’s sworn he’s seen this bloke before but he’s always been fuzzy on names. His eyes wandered down to the cutest little frog symbol on the guy’s chest,” Froggy?” He grinned. || cont.
Lúcio wasn’t completely unfamiliar with destruction of property for those who either hadn't owned, or those who hadn’t deserved the riches that were presented to them. Though his actions had never been mindless, there had always been intend behind every action that he took against those who wouldn’t listen to what he had to say; and it had only ever been as an action for a last resort. Though he doubts that the same intent is held behind whatever this guy was doing, and when he states that he was simply creating a firework show, Lúcio eyes the car that was decorated with explosives before turning his attention back towards the man.
❛ --- I think I’m good. ❜ ... he’s pretty sure that if he simply walks away this guy would end up blowing himself up. ❛ Hey, how about you hand me over that detonator? I could think of a dozen better things to do than blowing up that car. ❜
Joining some local fauna for a swim in the Similkameen River. 🐎 🦌 #similkameenriver #riverrock #riverrocks #cawston #osoyoos #britishcolumbia #sand #tiretracks (at Similkameen River) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgQyfH2uiDI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=