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Billdip - Bill = Persian Cat (think big floof, basically has mane, and flat face) TomTord - Tord = Fox ZaDr - Dib (surprise) = black cat
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Dipper and Mabel never backed down from dares. Didn't matter when, or how, or why they were made. A dare was a dare, and if either of them refused, the other would taunt them endlessly.
This typically leads to some ridiculous happenings.
Much like this time. See, Wendy had brought an animal to work today. She claimed to have found this stray hanging around outside the mystery shack, looking for somewhere to go. So she brought him inside.
For a stray, this persian cat was in good condition. Fluffy chestnut brown coat, decent weight, and a rather loud and melodious meow.
The only real strange thing about this cat is that one eye was stuck closed, unable to even be pried open, and the other was a startling bright yellow.
Surprisingly, Robby's first thought when he saw the creature wasn't to pet it, or call it cute. It was to dare Dipper to kiss it. In the middle of the store. In front of Mabel and Wendy.
At first he was tempted to decline this dare, but he could already hear his sister's taunts. Especially the scaredy-cat puns.
So, he took the cat, holding it by it's sides, and kissed it square on the muzzle with his eyes closed.
Then, promptly fell backwards when the being in his arms grew and gained over double the weight. When he opened his eyes, he noticed the thing sitting on his waist was now an excited boy around his age. (Bill)
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As one would naturally do in the summer, Edd, Tom and Matt were out camping.
And what goes great with roasting marshmallows on an open fire? According to Tom, it's booze.
The three men were drunk off their asses playing truth or dare.
It's gotten pretty far in the game. Most dares were to take shots or just chug full cans, but Edd was now shirtless and Matt had lost a few much needed medical supplies due to it too.
It was Edd's turn now. He chose Tom, who naturally chose dare to assert dominance.
That was when a small creature came padding around the tree. The smell of marshmallows had somehow attracted... A fox?
It whined and yipped as it sniffed around, possibly looking for attention. Was it tame?
That was when Edd had a brilliant idea. "Tom, *hic* I dare you to kiss that fox!"
And he did.
Long story short, he woke up with a stranger (Tord) in his sleeping bag, and nothing but photos to prove how he'd gotten there.
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Zim hated Earth, and the humans in it. They were filthy, gross, and dumb, but somehow always managed to avoid his wrath.
He had no way of destroying them, because they'd just find some stupid loophole that'd keep them safe. It was especially annoying.
But... There was one earthling creature Zim could appreciate. Cats.
However small, they seemed rather sophisticated for a rudimentary creature. They were agile, and smart, with claws that could destroy almost anything. And they were very low-maintanence and low-activity. He liked that the most.
Because of this, he was rather excited to have found this cat-café in the downtown area. All he had to do was walk in and pay this human monies to get an hour in a small room with a swarm of soft cats. It always made his day better, especially after a bad mission.
His particular favorite was a large-headed jet-black cat with brown eyes and a blue collar. Every time Zim came in really stressed, this cat would lay up in his lap, curled up in a ball, and nap while purring.
One day, about thirty minutes into his hour allotted, Zim picked up the cat and merely kissed it's for head, as a small thank you.
Then he watched in shock as it turned into a teenage boy before his very eyes. (Dib)
