The one who makes me whole ch. 4
Also, happy tree friends or the characters belongs to mondo media, not me.**
The one who makes me whole ch. 3
_"hello, this is happy tree hospital, how can i hel-"_ giggles tried to say before being interrupted by the sobbing voice of petunia.
The one who makes me whole ch. 5
She stared at the closed curtains as sniffles dialed the tree friends to fetch handy's luggage.
The one who makes me whole ch. 6
Not only did the aforementioned tree friends that sniffles called were there, but almost everyone except for cuddles and lumpy for some reason. the tree friends all held banners of "welcome back handy" and "hope you are well" in front of the house.
The Tale of Happy Tree: Day 4 - Source of Sorcery
#4 of the tale of happy tree made by me and my boyfriend. we don't own happy tree friends or it's characters.
Happy Tree Friends Oneshots ch. 6
The rest of the day went on with the tree friends trying on the various rides manned by the very residents of happy tree town, with the sun starting to set and the carnival attendants going home one by one, the tree friends bid farewell.
The one who makes me whole ch. 7
Petunia woke up, still hugging Handy. His sleeping form reminded her of their antics last night and she blushed at the thought, she had slept together with him, in a provocative sleepwear. Getting up slowly, Petunia managed to get up from the bed...
The Tale of Happy Tree : Day 5 - Egos of Gold and Scarlet
#5 of the tale of happy tree i don't own happy tree friends or it's characters. all i own is my oc, axel. day 5: egos of gold and scarlet there was a calm scene within the bedroom, the doors and windows all closed as snowfall descended briskly down.
Tree
He shouted again, side-stepping just in time to avoid a another tree. the further alex walked the more dense the tree's seemed to be. exhausted, alex stopped to rest, laying against the trunk of a large spruce tree.
The Trees
Yes, the trees had found an arbiter, the human being who had the tools to even the height- now the trees are all kept equal by hatchet, axe, and saw.
The Tree
We sat by the tree, where we use to think, laugh, and play. now we put forth our pain within the roots, hope leaving our souls. they sat by the tree, where they use to think, laugh, and play.
The Tree
He took hold of the bar sticking out from the tree, dug his paws into the ground, and pulled with all his newfound might. the tree didn't budge, but he didn't care.