Flipping Between (FlippyXFlaky)

Car Trip

"...Hello?" The voice said from the other side.

"Hey, can you pick us up? It's really important," Petunia requested, smiling slightly, though seeming unsure.

"Oh! Of course! Where are you?" the voice asked.

"Weeping Woods. We'll meet you at the park entrance," Petunia replied, hanging up after saying farewell. Everyone knew what to do. Cuddles picked up Flippy, struggling from Flippy being larger in height and muscle mass. Still, he managed.

They arrived at the entrance, laying Flippy down as they waited. Flaky cuddled him close. His fur was soft, his muscles firm, and his body warm. She smiled, watching his shift in his sleep, smiling slightly.

A light shone from the side, growing brighter as seconds passed. A truck pulled up, everyone beaming as they saw the driver.
"Lumpy!" Giggles exclaimed gleefully, watching her friend wind down the window. Lumpy was a blue moose with ivory coloured antlers and eyes. He was eight feet tall. He suffered with gigantism, which tended to cause a couple of problems here and there, yet he remained optimistic and very caring. Unfortunately, he really wasn't the brightest. But, what he lacked in intelligence, he made up for in heart. Sure, he was dim, clumsy, and didn't always realise how his actions affected those around him, but he was clearly apologetic when he learns he did something wrong. He was still a good friend, and very dependable when it was truly important.
"Hey guys! Whose that?" He asked, gesturing to the unconscious, green bear, in a camouflage uniform, laying on Flaky's lap.

"We'll explain on the way," Cuddles stated, climbing in the front. Toothy, Giggles, and Petunia climbed in the back, Flaky laying Flippy's head on her lap as she climbed in the last row (-I'm pretty sure there are cars with three rows of seats. Idk anymore xD-). Flaky removed his boots so he didn't get any mud on the seats. Petunia would freak without any way of cleaning the car.

Finally, everyone was in, and Lumpy started the car. They all began recalling the story, taking turns to explain everything. All except Flaky, who stared out of the window, lost in her own little world. She felt guilty for not helping him sooner. If she had just faced her fears and said something, Flippy wouldn't have run off, and wouldn't have been found and nearly killed by those soldiers.

She felt fear clog her throat as she thought about what happened back there. Flippy... he was... he... he was so vicious. Sadistic. Malicious. What caused him to act like that? At first, he hid from the soldiers, and there were a lot less there than there was when he chose to fight. And... the way he stood... he looked... absolutely terrifying. But, the look in his eyes concerned her far more than his posture. Yeah, he looked down right evil, but... he, also, had a look of curiosity, caution, and... unfamiliarity. He looked like he'd never seen them in his life. Heck, like he'd never seen anyone not wearing a soldier uniform. She couldn't explain it really. But, she knew something was wrong. Really, really wrong...

Suddenly, she felt shifting on her lap. Flippy stirred, shaking his head slightly.