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Taken back by the massive hug from her living male counterpart, the undead toon lets out a squeak of shock and surprise, her own extended arm reaching up and patting Peahen on the head as her other extended arm was a bit pinned in his grab. None the less, her expression was one of thankfulness and happiness. Nice to see that he liked the gift. 

“Now it’s my turn!” Peahen exclaimed as he wiggled his fingers before steadily entering his cartoon-ishly gloved hand inside one of his empty eye sockets. He began to dig and search around as if he’s trying to reach for something. “Aha!” He shouts as he pulled out a large present with a tag that has Franken Pea’s name one and hands it over to his female undead counterpart. “Go ahead an’ open it, yer in fer quite a surprise!”

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Inside the present was a Andy-themed sportsman’s jacket, with the arms appropriately modified to allow her masculine counterpart to see. FP wasn’t entirely sure is he liked it, but she hoped that it was a good gift for her counterpart...She hopes.

“Ah love it!” The toon-ish cyborg shouted with excitement as the eyes on his arms gleam as if they had stars in their eyes which further emphasizes his excitement “’Dis is tha best gift ya could  evah think of, Frank!” Peahen shouted has he stretched and wrapped his extended arms around and pulled her in for a hug with his cheeks pressing against hers.

“Aw shucks, fer me? Aw ya shouldn’t have, Frank! So whatcha get me anyway, Sis?” The cartoon-ish cyborg place the present that was meant for him against his ear and started shaking the package before beginning to unwrap the present in excitement.

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“!!!” The corpse toon lets out a happy squeak at the sight of a familiar face. Had been a long time since the two toons seen each other. Her Avery, likewise pops out of her hat, letting out a greeting Squawk at Peahen. “Been awhile since we’ve seen ya Bub. Where ya been?”

A sudden familiar squeak caught the attention of the fellow cyborg toon, turning his head as the eyes of his Pantopes system from his arms beneath his tux followed suit and shifted the attention the familiar face, basically sharing his mood. Peahen was surprised excited to see his female yet undead equivalent out and about being the same as ever.

“Well ah’ll be! If it ain’t Frank ‘erself!” Peahen beamed as his Avery; Clampett (formerly Avera) popped from his hat returning the squawk as a sign of greeting to her male equivalent just as the peahen parasite gives off the tip of her hat to the fellow bird. “Indeed it has been awhile, I’m surprised ah’d find myself around these parts again but it’s sure damn good ta be out in tha open again! So what’ve you two been shakin’ up while ah was away? Hope ah didn’t miss much.”

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FP lets out a snort of amusement, pulling out a intertitle card and showing it to her male living counterpart: Sadly its all been a flat tire, but at least there’s been no Sighting of a Skullheart… suspiciously so. She shrugs, flipping the title card: That said, been thinking of taking a quick trip to No Man’s land. Hunt some Medici mooks and Slavers there. You? How you’ve been? Busy, I assume?

Peahen lowered his head read through the card as he would scratch the bottom of his chin. “So same-o same-o, huh? Well dat’s disappointin’, Ah thought things would be a bit different while ah was away.” Peahen shrugged.

“But ah guess ya can say ah was busy as ah was taken’ a long term vay-cay, dat’s ta say if SB or SG soildas even git any vacation days.” Peahen pondered while he shrugs once more. “But since I’m back in town …and hopefully fer good, how about me an’ tha gang tag along with youse? I’d figured I’d make  up fer lost time and ya know maybe do sum catchin’ up as we do.”

“!” She nods, agreeing. Yeah it had been oddly quiet. But, FP was none the less thankful for the quiet, in a fashion. At least she was caught up with Annie for the moment, the sun was out and the Dog days of Summer were gonna soon shift into Fall in a month or so. At hearing Peahen’s suggestion, she grins widely at the idea, the writing on her card changing once again: Sounds like a hoot, shall I bring the Toontown Hearse or the tank?

Wait, FP, why do you have a tank?

“…..Surprise me.~” Peahen sports a cheeky yet mischievous toothy grin.

Peahen was surprised that Franken Pea even has a Toontown Horse ….or even a tank for that matter. But it is true that the Summer months are coming to an end and making its way towards the Fall season quite soon, so why not make the most of it?

Nothing good on his end either, Andy showed nothing but reruns and rumors spread that the show itself was on decline and watching cartoon classics while enjoyable can get boring eventually. Plus it would be a good time for the cyborg to get off the rust and do a bit of exercise and what way to doing by whacking some no good dirty Medici mafia goons. But of course, Peahen hasn’t been slacking off entirely as he has some new tricks up his sleeve by the time he ever starts butting heads with said goons or should a new Skullboy arises should some hopeless smuck gets tempted and makes the wrong decision.

Lastly he wants to get a glimpse of what No Man’s Land looks like, although he’s not fully aware it would be the same area where a certain doctor and his team from The Last Hope of Lab 0  would fall at the hands of his long life best friend along with a certain shady priest.

FrankenPea lets out a cheeky grin in response, before flipping her card: Ooooh feeling spontanous? Or should we get a snack for the road before we head over to smash their faces in?

Of course, given the quiet summer days, she’d been itching for some action to break the dullness, and hey, maybe they’ll even deal with slavery ring while at it. Much like her masculine counterpart, she had her own tricks up her sleeve. And unlikely her counterpart, she was fairly aware of No Man’s land and its dangers.

Peahen placed his hand on his chin and started scratching while he started to ponder at the suggestion. “Ehhhh, I am feelin’ a bit peck-ish I’d say we’d make a quick stop at tha pier and head there fer tha ice cream stand! Can’t bash a bunch o’ dirty mafia goons an’ slave tradas faces in on a empty stomach! Not ta mention, dis’ll be tha last month o’ tha summer an’ it’s still pretty humid out ‘ere too so why not take advantage?”

“!” She practically hops in excitement: Yeah! And might as well make a day outta it, be fun!

She pause, breathing as she focuses, taking a moment before her own crew manifests before Peahen’s eyes, just as ghastly and gruesomely themed as their hostess, the Toontown hearse appearing behind them.

“Get in!” Avery squawks as Andy Anvilhead sits in the drivers seat while FP hops in the back.

Peahen adjusted both his bowtie and top hat while placing both his index and middle against his mouth letting out a large whistle calling for his girls. A large portal formed in the shape of a hole from his eye sockets where his cronies would appear and approach their boss from being.

Entering; Andrea “Andie” Anvil, Tina “Tammy” Ten-Tons, Georgia Bombette and Lena. The toon cyborg held the tip of his hat while snapping his gloved fingers to give his girls a command. “Git ready ladies, ‘cuz we’re goin’ on a road trip!” Peahen shouted while stretching one of his legs in a rather cartoon-ish fashion, instantly getting in to sit next to Franken Peacock as Clampett would both out of his top, appearing next to her Avery.

Andie would followed suit, getting and gently next to Andy while giving him a rather flirty but greet, Tammy and rest followed Andie and sat in their respective spots getting comfortable as the anticipate for their trip with their respective bosses.

“To tha pier!” Peahen shouted displaying his eagerness to take off as soon such possible.

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“!!!” The corpse toon lets out a happy squeak at the sight of a familiar face. Had been a long time since the two toons seen each other. Her Avery, likewise pops out of her hat, letting out a greeting Squawk at Peahen. “Been awhile since we’ve seen ya Bub. Where ya been?”

A sudden familiar squeak caught the attention of the fellow cyborg toon, turning his head as the eyes of his Pantopes system from his arms beneath his tux followed suit and shifted the attention the familiar face, basically sharing his mood. Peahen was surprised excited to see his female yet undead equivalent out and about being the same as ever.

“Well ah’ll be! If it ain’t Frank ‘erself!” Peahen beamed as his Avery; Clampett (formerly Avera) popped from his hat returning the squawk as a sign of greeting to her male equivalent just as the peahen parasite gives off the tip of her hat to the fellow bird. “Indeed it has been awhile, I’m surprised ah’d find myself around these parts again but it’s sure damn good ta be out in tha open again! So what’ve you two been shakin’ up while ah was away? Hope ah didn’t miss much.”

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FP lets out a snort of amusement, pulling out a intertitle card and showing it to her male living counterpart: Sadly its all been a flat tire, but at least there’s been no Sighting of a Skullheart… suspiciously so. She shrugs, flipping the title card: That said, been thinking of taking a quick trip to No Man’s land. Hunt some Medici mooks and Slavers there. You? How you’ve been? Busy, I assume?

Peahen lowered his head read through the card as he would scratch the bottom of his chin. “So same-o same-o, huh? Well dat’s disappointin’, Ah thought things would be a bit different while ah was away.” Peahen shrugged.

“But ah guess ya can say ah was busy as ah was taken’ a long term vay-cay, dat’s ta say if SB or SG soildas even git any vacation days.” Peahen pondered while he shrugs once more. “But since I’m back in town …and hopefully fer good, how about me an’ tha gang tag along with youse? I’d figured I’d make  up fer lost time and ya know maybe do sum catchin’ up as we do.”

“!” She nods, agreeing. Yeah it had been oddly quiet. But, FP was none the less thankful for the quiet, in a fashion. At least she was caught up with Annie for the moment, the sun was out and the Dog days of Summer were gonna soon shift into Fall in a month or so. At hearing Peahen’s suggestion, she grins widely at the idea, the writing on her card changing once again: Sounds like a hoot, shall I bring the Toontown Hearse or the tank?

Wait, FP, why do you have a tank?

“…..Surprise me.~” Peahen sports a cheeky yet mischievous toothy grin.

Peahen was surprised that Franken Pea even has a Toontown Horse ….or even a tank for that matter. But it is true that the Summer months are coming to an end and making its way towards the Fall season quite soon, so why not make the most of it?

Nothing good on his end either, Andy showed nothing but reruns and rumors spread that the show itself was on decline and watching cartoon classics while enjoyable can get boring eventually. Plus it would be a good time for the cyborg to get off the rust and do a bit of exercise and what way to doing by whacking some no good dirty Medici mafia goons. But of course, Peahen hasn’t been slacking off entirely as he has some new tricks up his sleeve by the time he ever starts butting heads with said goons or should a new Skullboy arises should some hopeless smuck gets tempted and makes the wrong decision.

Lastly he wants to get a glimpse of what No Man’s Land looks like, although he’s not fully aware it would be the same area where a certain doctor and his team from The Last Hope of Lab 0  would fall at the hands of his long life best friend along with a certain shady priest.

FrankenPea lets out a cheeky grin in response, before flipping her card: Ooooh feeling spontanous? Or should we get a snack for the road before we head over to smash their faces in?

Of course, given the quiet summer days, she’d been itching for some action to break the dullness, and hey, maybe they’ll even deal with slavery ring while at it. Much like her masculine counterpart, she had her own tricks up her sleeve. And unlikely her counterpart, she was fairly aware of No Man’s land and its dangers.

Peahen placed his hand on his chin and started scratching while he started to ponder at the suggestion. “Ehhhh, I am feelin’ a bit peck-ish I’d say we’d make a quick stop at tha pier and head there fer tha ice cream stand! Can’t bash a bunch o’ dirty mafia goons an’ slave tradas faces in on a empty stomach! Not ta mention, dis’ll be tha last month o’ tha summer an’ it’s still pretty humid out ‘ere too so why not take advantage?”

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“!!!” The corpse toon lets out a happy squeak at the sight of a familiar face. Had been a long time since the two toons seen each other. Her Avery, likewise pops out of her hat, letting out a greeting Squawk at Peahen. “Been awhile since we’ve seen ya Bub. Where ya been?”

A sudden familiar squeak caught the attention of the fellow cyborg toon, turning his head as the eyes of his Pantopes system from his arms beneath his tux followed suit and shifted the attention the familiar face, basically sharing his mood. Peahen was surprised excited to see his female yet undead equivalent out and about being the same as ever.

“Well ah’ll be! If it ain’t Frank ‘erself!” Peahen beamed as his Avery; Clampett (formerly Avera) popped from his hat returning the squawk as a sign of greeting to her male equivalent just as the peahen parasite gives off the tip of her hat to the fellow bird. “Indeed it has been awhile, I’m surprised ah’d find myself around these parts again but it’s sure damn good ta be out in tha open again! So what’ve you two been shakin’ up while ah was away? Hope ah didn’t miss much.”

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FP lets out a snort of amusement, pulling out a intertitle card and showing it to her male living counterpart: Sadly its all been a flat tire, but at least there’s been no Sighting of a Skullheart… suspiciously so. She shrugs, flipping the title card: That said, been thinking of taking a quick trip to No Man’s land. Hunt some Medici mooks and Slavers there. You? How you’ve been? Busy, I assume?

Peahen lowered his head read through the card as he would scratch the bottom of his chin. “So same-o same-o, huh? Well dat’s disappointin’, Ah thought things would be a bit different while ah was away.” Peahen shrugged.

“But ah guess ya can say ah was busy as ah was taken’ a long term vay-cay, dat’s ta say if SB or SG soildas even git any vacation days.” Peahen pondered while he shrugs once more. “But since I’m back in town …and hopefully fer good, how about me an’ tha gang tag along with youse? I’d figured I’d make  up fer lost time and ya know maybe do sum catchin’ up as we do.”

“!” She nods, agreeing. Yeah it had been oddly quiet. But, FP was none the less thankful for the quiet, in a fashion. At least she was caught up with Annie for the moment, the sun was out and the Dog days of Summer were gonna soon shift into Fall in a month or so. At hearing Peahen’s suggestion, she grins widely at the idea, the writing on her card changing once again: Sounds like a hoot, shall I bring the Toontown Hearse or the tank?

Wait, FP, why do you have a tank?

“.....Surprise me.~” Peahen sports a cheeky yet mischievous toothy grin.

Peahen was surprised that Franken Pea even has a Toontown Horse ....or even a tank for that matter. But it is true that the Summer months are coming to an end and making its way towards the Fall season quite soon, so why not make the most of it?

Nothing good on his end either, Andy showed nothing but reruns and rumors spread that the show itself was on decline and watching cartoon classics while enjoyable can get boring eventually. Plus it would be a good time for the cyborg to get off the rust and do a bit of exercise and what way to doing by whacking some no good dirty Medici mafia goons. But of course, Peahen hasn’t been slacking off entirely as he has some new tricks up his sleeve by the time he ever starts butting heads with said goons or should a new Skullboy arises should some hopeless smuck gets tempted and makes the wrong decision.

Lastly he wants to get a glimpse of what No Man’s Land looks like, although he’s not fully aware it would be the same area where a certain doctor and his team from The Last Hope of Lab 0  would fall at the hands of his long life best friend along with a certain shady priest.

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“!!!” The corpse toon lets out a happy squeak at the sight of a familiar face. Had been a long time since the two toons seen each other. Her Avery, likewise pops out of her hat, letting out a greeting Squawk at Peahen. “Been awhile since we’ve seen ya Bub. Where ya been?”

A sudden familiar squeak caught the attention of the fellow cyborg toon, turning his head as the eyes of his Pantopes system from his arms beneath his tux followed suit and shifted the attention the familiar face, basically sharing his mood. Peahen was surprised excited to see his female yet undead equivalent out and about being the same as ever.

“Well ah’ll be! If it ain’t Frank ‘erself!” Peahen beamed as his Avery; Clampett (formerly Avera) popped from his hat returning the squawk as a sign of greeting to her male equivalent just as the peahen parasite gives off the tip of her hat to the fellow bird. “Indeed it has been awhile, I’m surprised ah’d find myself around these parts again but it’s sure damn good ta be out in tha open again! So what’ve you two been shakin’ up while ah was away? Hope ah didn’t miss much.”

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FP lets out a snort of amusement, pulling out a intertitle card and showing it to her male living counterpart: Sadly its all been a flat tire, but at least there’s been no Sighting of a Skullheart… suspiciously so. She shrugs, flipping the title card: That said, been thinking of taking a quick trip to No Man’s land. Hunt some Medici mooks and Slavers there. You? How you’ve been? Busy, I assume?

Peahen lowered his head read through the card as he would scratch the bottom of his chin. “So same-o same-o, huh? Well dat’s disappointin’, Ah thought things would be a bit different while ah was away.” Peahen shrugged.

“But ah guess ya can say ah was busy as ah was taken’ a long term vay-cay, dat’s ta say if SB or SG soildas even git any vacation days.” Peahen pondered while he shrugs once more. “But since I’m back in town ...and hopefully fer good, how about me an’ tha gang tag along with youse? I’d figured I’d make  up fer lost time and ya know maybe do sum catchin’ up as we do.”

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"!!!" The corpse toon lets out a happy squeak at the sight of a familiar face. Had been a long time since the two toons seen each other. Her Avery, likewise pops out of her hat, letting out a greeting Squawk at Peahen. "Been awhile since we've seen ya Bub. Where ya been?"

A sudden familiar squeak caught the attention of the fellow cyborg toon, turning his head as the eyes of his Pantopes system from his arms beneath his tux followed suit and shifted the attention the familiar face, basically sharing his mood. Peahen was surprised excited to see his female yet undead equivalent out and about being the same as ever.

“Well ah’ll be! If it ain’t Frank ‘erself!” Peahen beamed as his Avery; Clampett (formerly Avera) popped from his hat returning the squawk as a sign of greeting to her male equivalent just as the peahen parasite gives off the tip of her hat to the fellow bird. “Indeed it has been awhile, I’m surprised ah’d find myself around these parts again but it’s sure damn good ta be out in tha open again! So what’ve you two been shakin’ up while ah was away? Hope ah didn’t miss much.”

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