The Tales of Huckleberry Hound: Season 1

10. Huck to the Rescue!

One morning, Huckleberry Hound and his friends were playing a game of badminton in the park, where they had a big net for playing badminton, tennis, or volleyball. Huck had just hit the birdie with a powerful backhand swing and sent it flying at high speed over the net. Yogi Bear was scrambling all over his side of the court, trying to hit it back. But he couldn't get it in time, and it hit the ground.

"Thirty love, Huck!" Pixie shouted. "Your tennis skills are pretty useful in badminton!"

Yogi chuckled. "Hey, hey! Thirty for a birdie!"

"Thank you!" Huck replied. "I tried everything, even my baseball skills! The tennis skills were the ones that worked!"

"Well like, they're played pretty much the same way when you really think about it," Jinks observed. "But uh, I know there's some difference in the techniques."

"Oh really? Gosh, I had no idea!"

"You like, wanna try and match wits in a round with me next?"

Huck grinned at the cat. "Game on, Jinksey! I'll rise to your challenge!"

"Just watch me, fellas!" Jinks boasted as he got on the court. He then served the birdie with a swing of his racket and Huck started dashing on his side of the court to hit it back.

"I've got the sharp eyes!" Huck called back. "Not just the reflexes!"

"Ah, you always eat cookies and cake on a regular basis!"

"I eat more than just cookies and cake!" Huck replied as he swung his racket and hit the birdie back. "I eat my vegetables too, y'know!"

But Jinks wasn't having it. "Oh yeah? Watch this!!"

He wasn't paying attention, and he missed the birdie. Huck playfully blew a raspberry and grinned at the feline.

"Beat that!" he shouted.

Now Jinks was mad. "You know what, Huck!?" he boomed. "You eat every sugary sweet in the book! Cookies, cake, candy, pies, ice cream, you name it! Your belly's gonna get all jiggly if you keep on!"

Huck lowered his racket and began to stare blankly at the cat. "Pardon me?" he squeaked, as he began to feel his eye twitching.

"You heard me! You eat too many sweets! You're gonna have a belly that jiggles all day and night!" He stomped up to the blue hound and out of nowhere, shoved him to the ground! "Think you're so tough, huh? Well you won't be so tough when your belly gets so big, you won't be able to fit in a phone booth!"

Huck's lip quivered. "Shucks...that ain't a very friendly thing to say!" Then he threw back his head, and burst into a flood of tears, which poured from his eyes like a fountain.

"JINKS!!!!" Yogi scolded. "Why did you do that!?!?"

"Do what?" the cat asked. "Like, he was asking for that one!"

"You just shoved him to the ground!" Boo-Boo cried. "That wasn't nice at all!"

"You apologize to Huck right now!" Dixie demanded.

But Jinks didn't want to hear it. He just turned his head and groaned. "Hmph!"

Yogi and Boo-Boo tried to comfort Huck, but the hound simply stood up and wiped his tears away with a sad look on his face.

"Sorry fellers, but I don't feel like playin' anymore," he sobbed. "I think I'm gonna head on home." And he started running away from the tennis court, and out of the park.

"Wait, Huck!" Dixie called.

"Hang on!" Pixie added.

But Huck didn't hear them. He was too busy sniffling and moaning as he ran the rest of the way home. He started to feel quite winded halfway there, and once he had made it into his house, he had to take a moment to sit down in a chair at the kitchen table to catch his breath.