Tinky Winky waddled effortlessly up the tubbie grass engulfed hills, pretending (with his evolutionarily expansive imagination); that he was climbing the highest peak across the globe, attempting to reach the summit without the help of any of his friends.
Although, Po, Laa Laa and Dipsy all knew that Tinky Winky would by be incapable of completing the task due to his unstable and weak stamina system. His lungs are shrivelled like sultanas by the time he finishes up vacuuming Po's room, could you imagine what happens when he climbs to the top of a sky scraping mountain? Phenomenally on the edge of crippling faster than Laa-Laa's depression.
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It's a lovely Sunday afternoon, and Tinky has finally given up on his hopeless adventure to the top of Tubbie Too Hill Top. Dipsy encouraged him to never give up and to continue his journey, however Tinky's mind lashed at him with doubt of his achievements, forcing a wave of regret over his triangular formed head. He stumbled with pure sadness to the bottom of the Tubbie Too Hill Top, to be welcomed and comforted by the one and only Dipsy, who'd secretly known he wouldn't be able to complete the trip.
"Ooh! Tubbie Toast Time!" Po squealed in enjoyment as he yeeted himself like the orange juice carton (of which we do not speak of) into the kitchen, where Dipsy is seated with Tinky Winky at the circular benchtop, on the comfy and plush stools that spin around like a merry-go-round!
"No, no." Dipsy stated, emotionless as all of his effort and feelings were consistently directed to Tinky and Tinky only to relieve him of his dark period after the uncompleted dedication.
"Why?????????????? :(" Po pouted, his hairless bottom lip poking out in desperation for a scrumptious snack that Dipsy seems to make very professionally!
"Because I said no." Dipsy's voice relived the moment he had firmly stated a disagreement to Po's request.
"Whyyyyyy-" Po was interrupted rudely and harshly by the eruption of a door swinging open, a curvy and dangerously attractive tubbie strutting into their mount home with careful steps. Laa-Laa had arrived, and as per usual caught the attention of all males in the room. She lets her body do the work as she takes a seat beside Tinky, who appears to be in custody of a nice cold drink of milk.
"Nice dog." She states lustfully.
Tinky Winky blinks confusingly.
"The fuck bro I don't see any freaking dog are you blind mate get your damn eyes checked." He spits venomously but truthfully. No dog nor any living animal besides the one in Laa-Laa's mind is in view of either Teletubby.
"Tubbie Toast?" Po whispers innocently, his hand lifting with animation, reaching for something neither tubby can see but all know he is visioning a slice of tubbie toast for him to devour like my dad and mom—
(no.)
"NO!" Dipsy repeats more dominantly.
"Ooh. Strong. How I like 'em." Laa-Laa gets up from her seat, gliding over to Dipsy and caressing his arm with admiration of his ripped muscles, that are invisible to any of them as his fur is so lusciously thick and silky it hides his defined muscles.
Dipsy nods and smiles thankfully to her comment, enjoying the sensation of her soft palms sliding joyously up and down his arm in a continuous motion. Laa-Laa's eyes dig deep into his, attempting to drown herself into him and decipher whether he is enjoying her uncomfortably close position and intimate action or not enjoying it at all. Though Dipsy does not allow her to see his thoughts as he remains emotionless again, returning to his casual straight bored and plain expression.
(it's freaking one am on a friday why am i writing this for a cult)
Their deep gaze is disturbed by the low and husky cough of Tinky Winky, who's eyes are fixed strongly and deliciously on his cold and frothy milk.
"You okay?" Dipsy asks assuringly, reaching to put a hand on his shoulder for extra reassurance that he cares.
"Yes," Tinky's glare relocates to Laa-Laa, who is now attempting to lift herself onto Dipsy's lap, but he is restricting her by holding his strength packed forearm in front of her body. Tinky Winky continues, "but don't you dare touch my Dipsy or I will turn you into Tubbie Toast. Do you hear me, tit owning species?" His voices growls lowly.
Laa-Laa inhales with a shaky breath, exhaling and then clearing her throat, only to swallow the nervous saliva she'd just cleared anxiously after such an intimidating and completely unexpected episode from Tinky Winky.
Po crawls between the feud, his innocent eyes gleaming with beg.
"Tubbie Toast~?" He ask pleadingly, his soft hands in a beggin motion as he places himself on his dirty knees from playing carelessly in the tubbie grass.
"So demanding heheheheheheheheheh~" Laa-Laa giggles nervously until her fake humourous sound is unbearable and Dipsy smacks her. Oh gosh! Has Dipsy just assaulted a lady? How terrible! That is completely revolting and unforgivable of him. He regrets it, turning to Tinky in expectance of disapproval.
"I'm sorry...." he mumbled apologetically. His palms sweaty (knees are heavy mom's spaghetti) and pale as he pats them over his firm thighs.
"I forgivE." Tinky shockingly says. The tension in the room is eased and Dipsy looks up to be met with a smile-bearing Tinky. His eyes widen with surprise, but also thankfulness. He pulls Tinky into a grateful hug, only to be stunned by another uncalled action. Tinky tackles him to the hard floor of their kitchen, grabbing the milk and chugging it before yeeting the glass to the side, Dipsy's growing eyes tracing the cup's movements until it causes him to flinch frighteningly from the smashing sound against the wall.
"T-Tinky..." Dipsy manages to push out a coherent word, his mind baffled by the way Tinky was hovering over him, his fat flipping belly hanging like a cowboy's pregnant horse.
Tinky leans in close, his eyes turning blacker and blacker as his already abnormally and horrifically large pupils enlarge as he stared into Dipsy's beautiful eyes.
"TUBBIE TOAST YUM YUM READY!" Po interrupts the romantic moment as he bursts through te tubbie door with a platter of burnt tiddly tongue tasting toast.
Dipsy swims out from beneath Tinky, reaching his feet and scurrying over to the plate.
"One day..." Tinky whispers to himself, looking down at the now empty floor underneath him that Dipsy once occupied.
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