Stories From Unseen Art #10

ART BY:  Padded Artist

ORIGINAL POST: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49927578/

ADVENTURES IN SUNNYBROOK PARK”

Season 2 – Episode 2

Ducky Problems - Short

TIP-TAP-TIP-TAP

FLIPPITY-FLAP-FLAP-FLIPPITY

“Oh,  man!” Poppy, the toon ruby-throated hummingbird, panicked as she raced  towards her bedroom. “Why do video games have to be so addicting?”

SCHLIP-SCHLUP!

“Good  thing I’m a toon,” she stated to nobody in particular as she tossed off  her t-shirt. “Pluie would boot me to the moon if I was the reason our  school got moved into the ‘Y7 Division’, or worse, the ‘TVMA Division’.”

VROOM!

Pictures  of various family members, friends, and idols the frantic hummingbird  had hung on the wall leading to her bedroom door shook and shuttered as  she zipped by in a blur. This caused all those displayed in the framed  photos to become animated in an attempt to retain their still-frame  poses.

FA-FLAP

FWOORSH

FWOOF

FLIP-FLAP!

CA-CLICK-TICK-TACK-TICK-TICK!

Poppy  stylishly hovered into her bedroom, forced down her already unbuttoned,  , snap-crotch shorts down and off her feet, and made a gymnast-like  landing that retained her momentum without compromising her balance  despite the current state of her super-swollen diaper.

“To  be fair,” she said as a blush formed within her pink-colored cheeks.  “ViewTube considers my pampered predicament fit for its kids app. So,  just in case one of you censors are watching this, I am well within the  ‘Y Division’ rules and regulations.”

CRACK-CRINKLE

SNAP-CRINKLE

“Yipes!”  she chirped as her eyes bulged, feathers puffed out like she had just  been electrocuted, and the beet-red blush on her cheeks tripled in size  as a large exclamation mark appeared above her head. “This, on the other  wing, could risk a ‘Y7 Violation’ if my drippy dippy makes a slippy  beyond what is allowed to be showy.”

Desperate  to not be late for cheerleading practice on the day before the big  homecoming game tomorrow, the red-haired, naked except for a  comically-bloated diaper she now held up with both of her wings,  hummingbird looked towards the disposable diaper stash she kept  haphazardly piled like a baseball pitcher’s mound in the corner of her  room.

“D’aww…,”  she cooed upon seeing her beloved roommate lying curled up like a  kitty-cat and resting soundly atop the pile of padding. “So cute!”

BLUB-BLUB

POP-BLUB

BLUB-POP-POP-BLUB

Poppy’s  blush, frazzled feathers, and panic-stricken expression quickly turned  to one of happiness, contentment, and pure joy as cartoon flowers and  hearts bubbled out from all over her body before softly bursting into  perfume-like puffs

SCHHHHLLLLIIIIIIP

“TWEET!”  Poppy squawked as quietly as a hummingbird whose super-sodden diaper  was taking advantage of the loosening grip she had on it to prevent  gravity from bringing the piddle-puffed pulp pamp from plopping upon the  floor.

Puddles,  who was a feral duck, shuffled a bit upon the pile of pillowy padding,  but, for better-or-worse, did not wake from his nappy nap.

CRACK

SNA-SNAP

Poppy’s  totally triumphant tabs were losing their ability to remain attached to  the Re, pronounced ‘Ray’, landing zone of her Do Re Mi themed diaper.

“This  is so not humtastic,” she groaned while she awkwardly squatted herself  to better secure her failing diaper from flopping upon her soft, bedroom  carpet. “He just looks too cute and comfy-cozy taking a nappy-nap on my  little nest of nappies…”

RUSTLE-RUSTLE

CRINKLE

PAT PAT

Puddles  moved about in his sleep until his wings were shoved beneath a pile of  pamps he had turned into a makeshift pillow. He had also positioned  himself in such a way that his bare, white-feathered bottom was sticking  up into Poppy’s line of sight as his webbed feet shuffled and spread to  find a soft and solid spot to dangle down upon.

“Wait…,” the frantic hummingbird chirped with surprise. “Where are his extra special boots?”

A  quick scan of the room brought Poppy to see Puddles’ boots resting at  the side of her bed. She then spotted a trio of fresh diapers displayed  in a way that allowed her to see she had the choice of wearing one that  featured any one of the three music loving birdies. There was even an  opened bottle of lavender-scented powder and a tub of cleansing wipes  sitting off to the left side of the diaper display. However the biggest  surprise was finding her full cheerleading uniform all neatly folded and  ready for her to change into to the right of everything she had  previously noticed.

“Oh,  Puddles,” she sang as she waddled her way towards where the tub of  wipes awaited her use. “You are truly the most humazing friend a Toon  Loon could ever ask for.”

WHIP-GRIP

“And  now,” she said in the direction of the fourth wall. “Excuse me while I,  thanks to my pond pal, Puddles, get myself ready to cheerleading  practice!”

SKRISHHHHHHH!

Poppy  pulled a red, gold-trimmed curtain over the fourth wall so that she  could discretely get ready and set to go off to the last big practice  before the big homecoming game. As her effort to keep her private  things, well, private, was on the opposite side of the curtain she had  pulled, the only place worth looking was towards the soundly snoozing,  Puddles.

TING

A  soft chime was heard that showed that our boot-wearing, feral duck pal  had stirred from his slumber long enough to wink in the direction of  nobody in particular before allowing a big smile to form across his face  and sweet dreams to return to him once more.

NOTE:

This was a story inspired from a series of cartoon-themed tales that I told based on characters by Padded Artist, Meezoo / Toothpick, my own characters, and those lovable animated programs from the 1990s.  Most notably Tiny Toon Adventures.

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This story may get more than a single chapter written.  If so, you will see the image  posted again with information referencing the artist, the work they did  that inspired it, and reference links to previous and/or future chapters  written as a result of the inspiration the art provided.