"Hey you two. You want some drugs? You wanna get hiiiiiigh? You wanna smoke the marry Jerry Jays? I got everything you need..." The mouse squeaked. Chaos buried his face in his paws. For Petes sakes...

"Do...do you know zis strange mouse, Mon Petite Coyote?" The skunk asked quietly and Chaos gave a grim sigh.

"Uh...I...I guess...I mean...Ugh. Flynn, beat it, ok? Nobody here wants your drugs. We don't even do~-" The pup growled, before that sweet french voice next to him piped up.

"I would love zee smoke! Oui! Roll me ze fat dobie!" She giggled. The mouse grinned wickedly.

"D, did I say no? I was joking! Man I love drugs! Hook me up with...with the fat...doobie...dog. I like...I would like some drugs please." Chaos squeaked.



And thats the story of how Flynn made Chaos punch D.A.R.E. in the face.

HE IS A BAD MOUSE WITH BAD HABITS MAKING PUPPIES DO BAD THINGS! BEWARE! BEWAAAAAA~RE

Drawn by one of my best friends  Ribnose
With Special Guest star: IconClaire_Lamouf: