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"I don't get it", you tell Jake with a shake of your shaggy head. "What's so great about being a cartoon character?"
The bear's eyes light up. "You're kidding", he grins. "You mean you haven't figured out The Secret yet?" You can almost hear the capital letters.
"Secret?", you ask. "What secret?"
"Come closer", the bear half-whispers as he hauls himself from your couch, "and I'll tell you." You take a half-step forward as the couch springs slowly creak back to their original shape. "No, closer." You edge forward a little more. "Closer!", he hisses, and you finally step forward, so close that you almost have an elbow in his huge pillow of a "bear belly". "The Secret of being happy as a cartoon character", he whispers in your ear, "is... THIS!" With a sudden lunge, he sweeps you into a bearhug (naturally) and topples toward the floor!
Your brain, racing in terrified horror (or maybe horrified terror, it's hard to tell) throws up two rather important pieces of information:
1. Jake said he weighs as much as a real bear.
2. Adult brown bears normally weigh up to 800 pounds... and this guy doesn't look like he's been on a diet lately!
These bits of trivia, naturally enough, do nothing to change the fact that around 800 pounds of brown cartoon bear is hurtling to the floor atop you. As you impact the floor, all the air comes out of you in a loud yelp.
"There", pants your oversized friend as he gruntingly hauls himself back upright. "Now do you understand?"
It takes you a moment to realize that you're still alive. You bend your head upward and snap, "What'd you do that... for?" You suddenly realize that you feel decidedly odd. Looking down, you realize that when all the air came out of you, all the air came out of you! You're as flat as a pancake! "Aah!" you yell in a deflated wheeze.
"Calm down", Jake tells both you and a glaring Fred. "Just take a deep breath." You do so, and find that it only goes as far as your muzzle. "We're not finished yet", the bear points out. "Once you take the breath, you..."
"I think I know", you tell him as it hits you. You take another deep breath and put your flat thumb in your flat mouth... and blow. For a moment, nothing happens... and then, suddenly, you pop back to "normal".
"See?", your ursine friend tells you as you climb to your feet. "Nothing can hurt us! Not permanently, anyway. Isn't it great?"
Well... is it?
Written by Wanderer