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pinkysfaultorbrainsfault · 4 years

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animaniacs - s4e8: mindy in wonderland

episode summary: a lighthearted episode about mindy chasing a rabbit down a hole in the tree she’s always tied to, and ending up in a magical, literary dreamland. there’s no mice, but it’s fun, and takes up the whole runtime, and-- what? no, i-- look, it’s just-- i don’t--

sir, you don’t pay me at all--

alright fine ugh ughghghguhgughgu ugh.

great.

episode summary: the hip hippos are expecting a baby! unfortunately, ordering babies off the internet instead of concieving them through, like, hippo sex? appears to have its’ downsides, and instead they are presented with.... brain.

look, i don’t know either, okay? i’m dragging my hands down my face as we speak.

the rundown:

we open with the stork.

“i got a very special delivery! the rockefellers have been waiting weeks for this one.” he pronounces it “spatial”, probably because he’s high out of his mind. this is not a sober bird. please don’t drop that baby, my dude. that’s going to cause more problems than it solves, really.

spoke too soon, i guess.

unfortunately for him, our dude does exactly that, and ends up taking a bit of a tumble. gets all dizzy. this does not bode well for the plot. or the wellbeing of the baby, actually!

hold up. computer, zoom, enhance.

hmmm. that is a very familiar tiny face. troubling. anyway our resident avian expert on drugs seems to have survived his accident, and drops the baby off to the rockefellers with no further trouble.

they seem to look more. hippo shaped than usual.

“congratulations! you’re new parents!”

you’re welcome, weird stoner bird. they slam the door on him, wordlessly exacerbating his injuries. they care not for his plight, only that of their dearest, darling... not very.... hippo sized...................... baby.

hm.

“oh flavio! darling! a baby of our own, just look at him! let us call him--”

“--alfredo!”

“goo.”

alright. as existentially horrifying as this episode is, i laughed. maurice lemarche, completely dead in the face, sits in the recording booth, stretches his shoulders. “goo.” he says. deadpan. no intonation whatsoever. the audience cheers and he is given a thousand dollars.

i don’t know what it is about brain saying basically anything that appeals to my sense of humour so much. jockey for position basically did me in. i just. every time he says “goo.” i am in TEARS.

the hippos seem to have lost their enthusiasm, as anyone would have if they heard the voice of a grown man come out of their newborn baby.

“he’s... small. very small.”

“goo.”

still, marita sympathises with him. this is very definitely her child, after all! she steals him away to do mom things with, chastising flavio that ‘alfredo’ is “their little boy.”

“oh, you are right, my lightbulb of love. now our little universe has expanded to three.”

yeah, don’t include your.... shoulder... birds, then. asshole.

it’s very cute, i’ll say that. for all the fuss i make about the hippos, they do love each other, in a very healthy way that you don’t often see with married couples on tv. like, they’re kind of slowdancing their way out of the room. it’s nice! they would make good parents.

(”goo.” says brain, in the background, oblivious to the heterosexuality happening around him. “now, take me to my money.”)

credit to flavio and marita; they are very well prepared. this is a very loved baby. i’m not entirely sure how any child would feel about the presence of Clown Bear, but it’s the thought that counts. also i know that’s a changing table? but the design is sick and i wouldn’t mind a chest of drawers like that.

there’s also a theatre, i guess. or..... maybe just a really fancy shower???

Definitely Alfredo is gently placed on his little Alfredo Table. he appears to be asleep, or at least he’s deliberately choosing to keep his eyes closed. can’t think why.

but he, ah. sure went all out for this one. i respect brain for his dedication to the craft.

“now, sweet baby alfredo,” says marita, while the music does a terrifying swell in the background, for some reason, “it is time for your first bath.”

please stop looking at me like that, marita. YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO BATHING. am i about to be inducted into the alfredo cult?? i am, admittedly, a manlet, but i would like to think i am also unmistakably larger than a baby hippo.

(google has no data about the height of a baby hippo, apparently. they do weigh about 100lbs at birth, though, so i guess i have to be careful with this losing weight shtick. not that i’m ever gonna weigh 100lbs, quite frankly, but the minute i do marita’s gonna climb through my window and steal me off to los angeles.)

(i’m terrified.) (on the other hand, they’re definitely going to give me back as soon as they work out how much my medication costs over there.)

i’m literally babbling nonsense, at this point. anyway. brain gets a bath.

remember to Wosh U Mouse. wash he teeth and soul. marita proclaims excitedly that “babies love the bath”, and Definitely Alfredo is Definitely Enjoying Himself, judging by the screaming, so, yknow, good for him.

and then, i guess, flavio just pours boiling water on him for no reason, so brain freaks out and launches himself into the light fitting.

because wouldn’t anybody?

the hippos freak out a bit when the lights stop working, but soon get brain back down to resume their usual Alfredo Activities.

“this is highly undignified.”

but still, marita loves him.

and then she stabs him in the dick, i guess.

“GAH.”

“oops ):”

fortunately, nobody ever died of getting stabbed in the dick (as far as i know?) but even magical babies delivered by amazon need to get their vitals checked, so flavita take him to the hospital anyway.

bomf.

i’ll be dead honest with you, this scene is just torture porn. i’ll summarise it as best i can.

temperature is fine. blood pressure is normal. i am pretty sure inflating babies is not standard medical practice, but brain is cosmically unable to have a good day or he dies, i guess.

the doctor shows up.

“oh, but you’re a cutie. say aaaah.”

“if you think that you’re going to stick that thing in my--”

it’s not very comfortable.

“hmm. rather puny.”

“you have to feed him more.”

NOW LET’S TEST YOUR REFLEXES

i’m pretty sure this man has never been to medical school.

“and now to vaccinate. my, that’s a lot of zeros.”

my, that’s a... screenshot that lives on my laptop now, i guess. hopefully nobody i know ever has to borrow this thing, for whatever reason.

“i’ll see you in three months for a booster shot,” says dr acme, as brain swells and changes colours in a way that no baby ever should.

i feel like this is a good time to interject - my issue with this episode is not the core themes, or anything surrounding them. it’s the amount of unrestrained suffering that goes on within that. like. okay. if this was some kind of consensual dynamic between the three of them for-- whatever reason???? stress?????? - like i wouldn’t mind. i wouldn’t care. consenting adults can do whatever they want with their bodies. this is a positive space. no judgement here on pinkys fault or brains fault dot com.

but it’s not and brain spends most of the episode in pain and terrified and that’s really what i object to above all else. it’s the same problem i have with peatb, really. brain can wear as many cute dresses as he wants, but he’s gotta want to wear them.

but they’re back at the Hippo Digs now so. it’s fine, i guess.

“such a good boy. that trip to the doctor wasn’t so bad, was it?”

hm.

still, it appears i can never escape Terrifying News Lady, even in this hellscape. flavio does the classic dad thing of sitting down with the tv as soon as he’s home, leaving marita to deal with getting Definitely Alfredo settled in his correctly-sized-for-a-baby-hippo baby chair.

what are those straps connected to, anyway??? it’s not the chair, that’s for sure. is brain just wearing a harness for the hell of it? what on earth is going on?

but flavio! it’s time to feed the baby!

“is baby-waby hungry-wungry?” well are you, cranky big head mousie??? huh????

sorry for the paralysing fear that probably caused all of you. undeterred, the terrifying news lady continues to talk in the background about the “richest and most influential child in the world.”

oh no.

flavio vaguely wonders if they waited too long to feed their baby, as he has what could be possibly classified as a tantrum.

“you sophomoric, corpulent, pachycerebal aristrocrats! you are imposters and i demand to be taken to the rockefellers immediately!”

the birds don’t care. they’re chilling. marita attributes this to “baby gibberish” while flavio wonders about the “vocabulary he learnt from mr rogers”. he’s maybe a few hours old, at this point, a day tops, but i guess hippos learn latin in pre-k or something.

anyway so then they stick a tube down his throat and inflate him with guacamole.

and with that, “alfredo looks healthier already!”

this is the second time brain has been inflated in this episode. it is unsurprising that he dedicates his nights from this point to raising absolute hell.

but he needs pats first because he ate too much. :<

cut to that night, i guess! where brain is very convincingly crying. very loudly. the hippos look unimpressed, despite the fact that this is literally the most common factor of signing up for a baby.

“it’s the baby. you take care of him.”

well. alright.

air mouse. nyoom. he seems to catapult himself at something, like, once per episode. it’s on par with the closeups by now, surely.

bomp.

unfortunately, the bear is not weightbearing (bear ing. lol) and falls off the shelf on an epic quest for a Great Big Hug.

the resulting bomp alerts the hippos, who go fully, entirely haywire the moment they work out that Definitely Alfredo is not in his correctly-sized-for-a-baby-hippo baby bed.

turns out flavio sat on him.

“really, flavio, be more careful where you sit.”

so they put a padlock on his crib.

this is completely useless. i know this. brain knows this. he’s small enough to just... fit through the bars. but he decides to be dramatic, instead, because that’s what he does best.

“attica! attica! i want out! let me out!”

i am not old enough to get this reference.

i am, however, old enough to empathise with this exact emotion. i feel kind of bad for the hippos, actually. i’m sure they were doing what they thought was... right? in the context of... thinking they had a baby hippo rather than an adult mouse. easy mistake to make. i go check on my weirdly tiny hippos in their hippo cage all the time.

but who could be at the door?

“there seems to have been a mix up. uh. i have your baby right here.”

and guys?

i need to tell you how fast they just throw brain at the guy. it’s actually a little heartbreaking.

but! it’s okay! he still has time to make it to the rockefellers before they......... die. i guess.

man, this plan was not thought out very well.

conclusion:

thank god this is almost over.

the stork repackages the baby, who is now a good few hours old, at least, and delivers the bundle to the very, very different looking house.

they are not any nicer.

“oh, reggie. just look at him.”

“goo.”

“well, frau haussenheffer, we’re off on a cruise. goodbye baby. see you in a year.”

parenting!

“alright then. staff, we have a brand new charge.”

oh dear.

brain, as one can imagine, is having none of this.

but unfortunately, neither is the carpet.

bomp. cause of death: suffocating in the rockefeller mansion carpet.

good thing it all sort of blurs out, huh.

“brain?” AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA “brain.” AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA “brain, wake up.”

“i was dreaming?”

oh, thank god for that.

“oh, pinky, you wouldn’t believe the nightmare i had.” and it’s... probably best not to tell him, actually.

“it must have been a doozy, brain! but, oh, a delivery came for you.”

“it’s the rockefeller baby. can we keep it?”

oh dear.

so let’s ignore the fact that this asks more questions than it answers-- but okay, was that a dream within a dream, and why was brain dreaming about that in the first place, and-- and mark this one down as a severe case of outside influence.

brain: 3 ½ pinky: 5 ½ outside influence: 10

“it’s not too late. i demand that you deliver me to the rockefellers immediately!”

“

“aw, how cute. i just love baby gibberish.”

#patb #a!#pinky and the brain #animaniacs #i'm almost done with a! now!#only one more short to go #more importantly #i'm done with this short specifically. so i never have to watch it again

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sensualsicheng · 6 years

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ice hurts / best friend to lover - h. renjun

( they/them pronouns )

↳ GENRE: fluff

↳ WARNINGS: not proofread yet, fluffy

posted: june 22, 2018 ; 2:36 am

hi hello this is my first scenario and i’m puMPED. the bad thing though,,,, the mobile app won’t let me go over 100 text blocks and it makes me )):

i hope this makes you laugh at least once, i tried being funny but i’m not and aaa ((:

renjun had knocked on your door at 9 am and you wanted to punch him in the faCE WHEn you opened the door. “dammit renjun, why this earlY¿”

“i finally thought of one ((((;”

he had been trying to get you to get out of the house for o n c e. you guys always stayed at one or the other’s houses, just chilling out as best friends... probably laughing about vines & nothing more

n o t h i n g more she says HAH that’s a lie. you guys are very touchy with each other... people just like ¿ assume you guys are dating

but inside,, renjun is genuinely hurt when you laugh when people say that. he wishes you knew how he felt. he’s just too scared to say it AWW BB NO

so aNYWAY,, he’s been trying to think of ways to get you out of the house & when he saw you,, he looked down at you through the doorway and smirked

“ how about some i c e s k a t i n g (((((((((;”

how to say KEHFBSKSJZNWKWQP out loud YAWWW you thought that was adorable and since it was cold out,, it’s extra nice (((:

“HECK YES WOW... bUt i don’t know how to ice skate.” - you lol

“y/n y/n dw,,, i’ll help you”

“okay bb lemme go tell my parent(s)/whoever uwu”

RENJUN COULDN’T STOP SMILING WHILE YOU WENT INSIDE. WOW WHAT A CUTIE. his head was in his hands and he was smiling,,,,, wow was all he could think. he took out his phone from his pocket and quickly fancied his fingies away on the keyboard to yell at jaemin and thank him for his beautiful idea

“YO JAEMIN THANK YOU sO MUCH they said yes is this a date now skfhxkskehdb how do i function 👀👀👀”

“told you & yes it’s a date ((((((((; you better tell them how you feel today or i’m telling them for you ((;”

“ISN’T THE OTHER PERSON SU P P O S E D TO KNOW IT’S A DATE THOUGH”

“up to you ((;”

“what i don’t think that’s up to me uuuh”

“have fun (((((;”

((((((((((((((((((((((((; - jaemin 2018

renjun doesn’t know what to do but you were just standing in the doorway waiting, now a fluffy coat on

“are we walking?”

“yes,,, it’s not that far, i promise”

“okay ((:”

you guys shove each other around and laugh for almost the entire time which is normally your conversations.

renjun couldn’t stop feeling bubbles in his stomach each time he saw you smile and heard your unique voice. thee way you smile, how your eyes almost closed when you smile. your gorgeous gaze. your fukkin awesome sense of humor,, the way you would make a joke out of anything if it was an appropriate time

wow he was so in love.. but didn’t feel it yet

you guys arrived at the place and got your skates,, ready to get GOING WOOP

you shook a bit when you first stepped on the ice. you grabbed onto the wall to keep your balance instead of falling straight on your ass gang gang renjun laughed at you. you turned around and pouted your bottom lip at him. he skated over to you and pinched your cheeks. “awww what a little baby waby you’re such a cutie,” he said before skating away.

you yelled after him, other people around you staring you down

you were HECK OF A LOt terrified to let go of the railing because we don’t want no inJURED (Y/N)S

you made eye contact and gave him a /: face with wide eyes and he chuckled and came over to you

he calmed you down and patted your head,, taking your hand slowly and guiding it off of the railing. he put his other free hand on your waist and pulled you close™︎ to him. you were internally SCREECHING

and so was he tbH,,,

your face became a little red,, which was bad because you were E P I C at hiding feelings !!!

he helped you get used to using your feet to push on the ice and you guys slowly iced (?) together. renjun was feeling v confident,, but also a shy bb at the same time ya feel me

“”renjun reNJUN YOU’RE GOING TOO FAST WE’RE GONNA FLY AWAY””

“y/n we haven’t even gone half way from the entrance,,,”

“hmph too fast”

“are you scared?” renjun asked,, pulling you two closer to the side again so you could hold on. you slowly nodded at him and avoided eye contact

“yAW bb i gotchu you’re not gonna fall, i won’t let it happen. and if it does, you have permission to slap me.”

“i’ve slaPPED YOU BEFOre????”

“not the poINT BUt just take my hand again” he smiled his biggest smile at you and his eyes closed

wow he’s so handsome

how did you become best friends with someone like him (‘:

you took a big breather and widened your eyes eyes at him before a whole pep talk going on and on about how you believe him and not to let you down. he only laughed at you... so you guys begin to skate wow never would’ve guessed and he picked up the pace after one round around the whole rink

“hollup, renjun, i need to do something 🗿,” you said as he took you to the railing once agaIN

yoU DID A VICTORY DANCE WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED AND YOU’RE SO HAPPY ALDHZKHSDB GO YOU ANd you left one of your two hands i thought humans had seven?? in the air once you finished while the other was on the railing

ngl,, you didn’t look your prettiest doing it, but it didn’t bother you!! ((: ♡♡ all renjun could do was smile at you okay he couldn’t evEN LAUgh. he really really liked the way you weren’t afraid to be yourself. soft ass cute ass snitch ass bitch

he came to a sudden realization just then when you opened your eyes after your dance session to meet his gaze

he fell in love with you. right then and there.

daMN YOU WITH YOUR EYES AND YOUR BEAUTIFUL ASS FACE AND VOICE AND LAUGH ALEJFKBSMWSB QT

the way you looked up at him really got him this time, your beautiful smile and the way you giggled made him boil in love. he knew that was what he felt.

he clenched his chest and made a shriek. all he could do after that was smile at you.

“”they’re liTERALLY THE CUTEST THING EVER hOW DID I GET SO LUCKY TO BE AROUND THEM WOW THEY’RE SO WONDerful i uh really do love them wow how can one even be around them without wanting to like just squish them ¿ an actual ANGEL”” - renjun, v quickly, 2018

you let go of the railing and put your hands over your mouth

your heart was going seventy miles an houR DAMMIT you couldn’t believe he just said that. he just said he loves you

but of course you F E L L on your ass because you let go pFf your legs said nOPE

balance ? who’s she ¿

you just stayed there for a bit, moving so you’re comfortable. you let your hand down, mouth wide and staring at him, heart beating EXTRA hard, contemplating what he just said

“what? y/n what did i do? are you okay??” renjun didn’t even know what he just said,, he thought he said it in his head

“uhhhh ice hurts...?” you broke eye contact and let him stand there. you could believe what you heard

you felt like a fukkin broken CLOCK bye

renjun stood there, shocked when he realized it came out of his mouth. he turned beet red. he moved his hand through his hair and huffed out a very not excited huff ??? ya know what i mean ¿ (i’m the worst at describing,, sorry)

he held out his hand so you don’t have to sit on the ice. you held on to the railing as you couldn’t build up the confidence to look him in the eye. you were too scared to say anything in return

renjun felt embarrased. “i think we should go.”

you didn’t nod or react in anyway. you didn’t want to go. instead, you grabbed his hand again to help you skate to the entrance. you guys returned the skates and everything in silent

once you two walked outside, you skipped in front of him to stop him. you pouted your bottom lip out at him

“renjun, i—“

“y/n, it’s okay. i knew it would come out eventually, whether or not i wanted it to. i know you don’t feel the same.”

“actually, i was going to say i do feel the same. i didn’t think you would ever have those words come out of your mouth, even as best friends. it shocked time too much. i was internally panicking,” you were ///:ing bUt also (((:ing ¿¿¿

renjun let out an estatic, “me toO,” and he laughed.

it was quiet for a bit, but neither of you moved. only looks were being exchanged. renjun was smiling, it was the most loving smile you have ever seen him give to anyone. you noticed he wasn’t making eye contact after a bit, he was staring at your lips

the air has suddenly c h a n g e d and you didn’t know what was happening jajdjxk panic mode. you let out a chuckle and the gap between the two of you closed. he leaned in youR SOUL JUST LEFt your boDy kanfnzmsndn the way he looked at you made you want to !!!

your foreheads touched, him laughing in the process of moving closer to you. “you know i love you, right?” you nodded and smiled, not knowing what else to do. he closed his eyes, you did the same, and his lips were on yours. his lips were as soft as him at the moment,, it was perfect. your lips moved in sync with his. he couldn’t help but cup your face and pull you in closer to him

the kiss was very slow but filled with affection. he felt the fireworks begin in his stomach, his face getting hot. he felt as if everything was going better than perfectly, so happy you feels the same about him. he began to smile and laugh into the kiss, you pulling away to do the same.

“i love you too.” Y’ALLLLL his stomach did f l i p s aW how cute!! your face was extremely red,, now not being able to believe these wonderful words are still coming out of his mouth

you heard a cheer all of a sudden??? from your left??? and then a “GO GET ‘EM, RENJUN!”

donghyuck 🅱️

jaemin sat next to the jumping red-haired boy on the bench near the front doors, smiling his biggest smile. his teeth showed and he was looking between the two of you and donghyuck. he yelled out a loud, “woo!” but not as loud as donghyuck. “i told you they [they meaning the reader] would!”

you laughed at them, backing away from renjun a tad. renjun turned to you with the most calm, collected face ever and said as soon as the boys ran over to the two of you to bombard with questions and shoves and ‘ooooh’s. “i’m going to kill them.”

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