Happy Tree Friends Disco Bear Novels & Stories

⸻ MILEY If happiness had a sound, it would’ve been Jordan’s laugh echoing across the amusement park — loud, unguarded, the kind that made people turn to see who was having that much fun. “Okay, okay!” I squealed, clutching my stuffed bear as he chased me away from the ring toss booth. “I said one more try, not five!” He grinned, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “You doubted me. That’s what you get.”

Daisy had followed me, wide-eyed with curiosity. “What’s that, mommy?” she asked. “I don’t know,” I muttered, still too numb from the day to care much. She inched closer. “Can we open it?” I nodded, half-heartedly. She ripped the tape excitedly, and I stood behind her, arms folded on my chest. As the box flaps came open, I caught a glimpse of soft pink. Then something tumbled out. A llarge teddy bear, nearly half Daisy’s size, made in favorite color- pink.

"I'm happy when we're all together. You and me and Daddy. That's my favorite." Elena's eyes burned. "Mine too, baby." "So maybe someday you can live together? When everyone's happy and safe?" Elena kissed her forehead. "Maybe someday. When we're all ready." Sofia nodded, satisfied. She snuggled back down, Mr. Fluffy tucked under her arm, her eyes already closing. "Okay," she murmured. "But Daddy has to bring Mr. Fluffy's friend." "Mr. Fluffy's friend?" "The blue bear. From the store. He said he'd get it for me."

Yeah, Bear keeps calling Vickie fat, even had created the nick Fatoria, and I'm afraid she would start believing his nonsense if it didn't stop. Either way, back to the topic, today I was supposed to stay at Vickie's for a sleepover since her parents aren't home, but Bear happened to decide he wanted to throw a massive, wild party. Worst of it all? The backyard where his and Vickie's garden met had become a dumping site of vomit and other disgusting substances. Casually landing most of it on my friend's part.

I almost died again when the next guy sang, “Booboo likes it up the ass.” And the crowd came back with, “Brown Bear, Brown Bear.” Um, I missed something in all my research. Joel put an arm around my shoulder and sang with everyone else. From Cindy being a grizzly bear because she never shaved her pubes to Yogi being a daddy bear because he didn’t use a condom. I was laughing as much as singing.

Dearest Dom, Hello Teddy Bear. This completely fucking sucks. Not going to lie. I miss you more everyday. If it wasn't for your present you left behind I would be even more lonely then I am. By the way the spare bedroom closest to us has been converted into their room. I chose forest green and forest animals for their theme? Is that too cliche? Probably. But it's not like I actually care. And yes they have bear stuffed animals. Every time I see one I buy two. So there is about 20 in there right now.

When I picked Lily up from school, I saw the hugging bear back inside her schoolbag. "Lily, didn't I give Ms. Channing the hugging bear? Why did you bring it home again?" She snatched the hugging bear from me anxiously. "He'll be mad if I don't bring the hugging bear home, Mommy!" "Who'll be mad? The hugging bear?" Lily shook her head. "It's Sparky. He told me the hugging bear is his present to us. He'll get mad if I don't take good care of it.

The boy continued talking while my mind got busy doing the math. "Duncan was at my party too. At the amusement park near my mom's hospital. I didn't want him there, but Mom said my friends from school had to come. He's not my friend. He's mean. Mom thinks we can be friends if we try. She also said I must never go into the woods because the beast people come out here, and they could get me. Mr. Clyde is one of the beast people. But he's really nice. Please don't tell mom about Mr. Clyde. I promised him. And... where else can chase deers if I can't play in the woods..."

"Its okay, Carla. They're just trying to stay safe. They don't know if they can trust us yet or not." "Just because they're trying to stay safe doesn't mean you need to move any closer." Bear looks at Ryder again. Before he can speak, Todd interrupts. "What kind of name is 'Bear'?" he asks with a snort. "Watch your attitude," Carla says with a glare that could stop a wild animal in its tracks. "Is it because he's as large as a bear?" I ask, eyeing him with interest. "No, it's because of his cuddly disposition," Carla snaps, eyes narrowing. "He's a real teddy bear," she adds sarcastically. Her beautiful face is turned up in a sneer and it isn't so beautiful anymore.

Eliza questioned me. “Definitely pink,” I answered. “Then I want a pink one,” Eliza boasted. “Can I get the little princess bear too?” “I don’t see why not,” I said, smiling. Eliza pointed at the regular-sized bear. “This one is you, princess,” Eliza said, with a toothless grin. “This one is me.” She pointed to the mini bear. “Are they best friends?” I asked. “Yep, bestest friends. Just like us,” Eliza grinned.