Family Game Night: the parties between relatives to strenghten a bond (or comepletely break it), and have fun with one another. Bumpus Wobbleworks, aside Tooey Winkington and Tibby Wobnobbin, enhance the spirit of six classic tabletop games in the w...
After one wheel spin, Bumpus had to ask one question.
"Could you do the honors, Lemmy?" Bumpus asked. "Just throw this slice of cheese at someone.
Lemmy decided to throw a slice of American cheese at Tooey's forehead.
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"I've been.....cheese'd." Sighed Tooey.
"Would any of you like to know why my Tooey has been cheese'd?" Tibby asked. "That's right! The next game is Mouse Trap! Before you say that elephants like me are afraid of mice, four players here will be the mice! Additionally, I'm not afraid of mice unlike other elephants."
"One of my teammates is a mouse." Said Komodo.
"We won't talk about rodents any time soon before I...nah." Said Bumpus, about to explain the rules. "The first player with six cheese slices wins. Speaking of, the players start with one of them. I think Komodo's been in Mario Party, so I'll stop talking before my mouth waters!"
"And d'ya know what's the craziest trap you'll ever see?" MC Ballyhoo asked. " Kiddos back then never bothered to play this game. They just wanted to watch the trap go. Aren't ya noticin' that this trap's already set up?"
"Look up." Said Big Top.
Everyone else looked at wacky trap that will catch the players.
Ballyhoo guided Professor Quigley to the space where the cage falls. He then told him to stand there.
Without noticing, Ballyhoo started turning a crank on the trap.
"Ballyhoo! Don't!" Cried Quigley running straight to Ballyhoo and grabbing him by the waist. "Are you trying to spoil the domino effect for everyone? Because I want to experience it while we're playing! And I think we already know who is. You and I are TWO OF THEM!"
"Lemmy and Komodo want to operate the trap. Lazlo and I will be playing." I told Bumpus. "It's decided." He replied.
"Boys and Dragoness, to your positions! You all move across the board at the mercy of a single 6-sided dice. The rules say to pick a player to go first."
"Let's decide this." I stated. We started to fidget with our hands. A certain order of gestures decided the turn order.
"Not to mention that giant cat puppet! Even I'd not scare that thing away with two barks." Bumpus stated. "Tibby, control the cat's head. Tooey, control the cat's forepaws."
Tibby and Tooey wobbled straight to the giant cat puppet and went inside it.
"Being Weeble lovebirds, things might get a little...um.... Let's not mention. Start!"
Here, I go first. I roll a three on the dice, and get myself some free cheese. Sadly, the cheese didn't look edible.
At Ballyhoo's turn, he rolled a five, landed on a blue space, and says, "Komodo! Turn the crank!"
"Really?" Komodo replied. "There is no one underneath the trap! Serious results will occur if Quigley were operating this."
At Lazlo's roll, he rolled a four, which was cut two spaces short from a cat's meow. He felt a little creeped out from the giant cat puppet.
Nyaaa...
"My turn, folks!" Said Quigley, dropping the dice. He rolled a two, and got to steal some cheese! He knew who. Stolen right from Ballyhoo's "pocket"!
At my turn, I rolled a four. It appears I go straight to the trap... I sit under there, and wait patiently to be caught. Until a dice bonked my head. It shown a three.
As Ballyhoo passed by, the cat made a hissing expression. He fell over on a space that gives him more cheese. "Yeez, that cat's creepin' me out..." He said.
Nothing really happened at Lazlo's turn. Professor Quigley rolled his dice, and got to set off the trap.
"SPYRA?!" Komodo shouted. "I'd just despise to do this..." He took a deep breath.... And he made the tough decision to turn the crank, and set off the trap!
Off goes the marble through the wacky contraption! Down the stairs, through the rain gutter, up the broom elevator, a slam on the seesaw, a dip of the plastic diver, and down goes the cage! I'm caught...
"Well, I'm imprisoned." I told myself." I've always wanted to see this trap go off. I sure adore the beauty of chain reaction..."
Professor Quigley came up to me, and looked at my sad expression.
"I'll sacrifice a slice of cheese for a freeing." I stuck my hand through the cage. "Rescue me! And tape me in your arms!!"
Quigley shedded a tear and smiled. He lifted up the cage, and led me out. "You're rescued." Said Quigley.
"Thank you! And a situation like this would be a little more extreme with Tibby and Tooey."
As I rolled the dice, I said, "You know, I was just playing around. This is only a game. And what I said really touched your heart, didn't it? Now don't mind if I steal the squishy yellow stuff made from milk known as cheese from Lazlo." Lazlo threw that piece of cheese at me. "What's this? Dodgeball? Or Mouse Trap?"
"FREE CHEESE FOR A LIVIN'!!!" Ballyhoo shouted. He rolled a one, and stepped forward on a space that sets the trap off.
Komodo turns the crank, and was startled from a kick sound. However, the trap fails.
"This marble isn't going to lay here all day." Said Lemmy. He took the marble up, and put it back into the bucket. Lemmy noticed how spherical the marble is, just like his rubber ball.
Lazlo rolled the dice, and has to go straight to the trap! Professor Quigley fell victim to that as well.
As I rolled, I had to go back two spaces.
After some shenanigans, Tibby and Tooey started chatting with one another inside the cat puppet.
"You see, Tibby. Maybe it wasn't the best Idea for us to be in here lonesome with one another."
"What's the matter with that?"
"Love occurs. Especially in an oversized fursuit controlled by two animals without legs."
"I easily see why. I'd hear you breathe, I'd hear you sigh..."
"Hear the music of a dreamy lullaby?"
"Definately!"
They started singing with one another, "Quiet days, quiet nights, soft guitars and dancing silver moonli---"
Both Weebles suddenly heard the trap go off again.
"What's going on out here?" Bumpus asked.
"Alright, professor." I said. "If it's you and me only, and not Lazlo in here, we wouldn't show each other the facts of life from A to Z."
"Hey! Don't raise the age rating!" Lazlo scolded.
Big Top passed MC Ballyhoo a can of canned cheese. Ballyhoo suddenly sprayed it into his mouth in victory.
