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Totally random, but I was recently thinking of the Powerpuff Girls episode"Knock it Off", and something occured to me.

Namely, that a lot of the episode might have been avoided if Professor Utonium had told the girls that he realized that Dick wasn't the person he thought he was and that they were no longer friends.

(or at least that they need to tell him if he asks them to do anything).

Not blaming him, just making an observation.

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Magic Show

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Sorry for the poor image quality, but here, have a Detective Conan meme.

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I like watching commercials from the past. A lot. And that sometimes leads to some interesting questions.

Like what on Earth Barney did that lead to Fred apparently banning him (and given how he'll share it when Barney in disguise as someone else, only Barney) from being allowed to have or even eat his cereal.

I mean, yeah, Barney's always trying to steal it, but why does he have to steal it when Fred willingly shares it with others?

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Weird thought that crossed my mind: the sheer embarrassment Vanessa must have felt during Tip of the Day while THAT video of Doofenshmirtz was going viral

(And this is during a time she was already embarrassed of him)

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This might be weird, but I might be having mixed feelings about the news of Detective Conan coming to Netflix.

Mainly because, from what I can tell, it's just going to be a group of the Black Organization episodes.

Which, yeah, that's cool. Especially since that includes episodes that have never been legally available in the US before.

It's just that only the Black Organization episodes... that takes out a lot of episodes.

Especially early on.

And yeah, I know that I might be one of the few who likes the "mystery of the week" episodes more (although I am more than willing to call out the logic of some of them, including motives from the criminal), but...

Admittedly, I've only seen what was done by the first dub (in Japanese... didn't see that dub till I managed to nab a DVD, by which point I was so used to the Japanese dub that the English sounded weird... and that's not getting into the name changes and the attempts to hide where it takes place... as I put it, if the audience can handle on screen murders, they can handle another culture... you would think), and the 50 episodes Tubi had.

Sorry for that rant.

Anyway, that's really my only complaint. That and the idea that it won't be in order even when they do add more episodes.

I'll probably still watch (even with the knowledge that only those episodes would still leave out story elements). I just... kinda wanted to get that off my chest.

And I am happy that the movies are coming to YouTube (for one week a peice)

And I am well aware that this is probably an unpopular opinion.

Just... some neurodivergent hangup of mine.

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I like Animaniacs. But there's this one Animaniacs short that I can't stand. Moon Over Minerva.

It has this scrawny, nerdy looking wolf show up with a crush on her (because what guy in that universe doesn't), only for her to rebuff him (am I using that word right).

That's fair. Sure, she could be... a bit less harsh with it, but she's got a right to turn him down, or any other guy for that matter. That's not my problem with the episode.

See, it turns out that the guy's a werewolf, which in his case means that he ends up looking very stereotypically attractive when there's a full moon. And thus Minerva is very much attracted to him.The episode plays out, with her fawning over the werewolf form while constantly telling his true form to get lost.At the end, the truth comes out, with Minerva agreeing to date the nerd wolf, making it clear that she only really cared about what he was like under the full moon.

Even back when I first saw the episode, it came off as... well, off to me. All I could think about was that, if the genders had been reversed, that short would definitely be called out for being... kinda problematic. Or something along those lines.

Think about it. A short in a cartoon that revolves around a guy constantly turning down a nerdy-looking woman while chasing a hot one, it's revealed that they're the same and she only looks like that on certain occasions, and he agrees to date her while making it clear that he's only interested in the second form? That would probably be seen as messed up.

(And yes, I'm aware that there's lots of problematic stuff in older cartoons. And yet this one from the '90s ticks me off).

Let's just say that there's a reason that, when it comes to my ranking of fanservice characters in animation (which isn't a very long list, to be fair), Minerva Mink is currently at the bottom.

I'm not sure what led me to go on that rant. I'm almost scared to know what other people would think of it. Pretty sure there would be people defending it, trying to say that my hypothetical scenario is different somehow (without actually saying how it's different).

I've learned that's what people do when confronted with the idea that they're okay with one person acting or doing something, but would call out someone else who's doing it if they didn't like that person.

Yes, I'm aware that I am almost certainly not immune.

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There are a few episodes of kids shows I'm not too fond of. Like the Pajanimals episode where Sweet Pea Sue is mad that they were going to have waffles for breakfast instead of pancakes like they usually did on that day, and the episode acted like the only problem was that she just needed to try waffles.

They completely ignored that she was upset over an established routine being changed with around eight hours notice. Nope. All that needed to happen was for her to understand that waffles were good.

That last sentence was sarcasm, by the way.

That seems to be common in children's shows, though. They'll have a "sudden change in food or routine, but all that they need is to try the new thing and then they'll like it". Which, as noted above, can sometimes ignore that there could be other reasons besides "they just need to get used to the new thing".

I remember an episode of Baby Looney Tunes that dealt with Baby Sylvester getting mad that everything was changing. One scene has him and Granny try and do a bedtime routine (that, now that I think about it, probably only appeared in that episode), only for the others to keep interrupting them.

While him constantly having Granny start over after every interruption was a bit much, the others' interruptions started to get to the point that it felt like they were doing it on purpose (which would be a form of bullying, by the way). And the way Granny finished it after the last time felt to me like she came off as a lot more rude (I can't think of another word for it, although there's probably a better one) herself.

But no, Sylvester is the one in the wrong.

There's another moment (either in that episode or another one) where the kids come back to the nursery and find that they have new sheets. Most of them are okay (and pleased) with this, except Sylvester, who throws the new sheets and blanket off and asks about his old ones.

And Granny says that she donated them.

And the episode treats Sylvester as being in the wrong for being mad. Ignoring that his stuff was taken, given away, and replaced by someone he should trust without him having any input in it.

I guess it's because I'm autistic that makes those moments come off as worse than intended. And maybe I'm misremembering what happened. But they still feel off.

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I've seen artwork of them interacting before but i want uhhhh more so im making more.

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KID (sitting outside on the steps): You got tossed out too, huh?

Conan: Yeah, for yelling.

KID: You yelled in a museum? That is hardcore!

Conan: Why’d you get tossed out?

KID: Stole a pterodactyl. But it’s not like I yelled.

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Aquarium

Aquarium

"Do you see this?" Lupin asked Jigen, gesturing to the tank where Loup stood, enthralled.

Jigen looked in the direction. "See what?"

Lupin moved his arms back to the tank in question. "That!" He stammered out.

Jigen turned back to the tank. Loup was there, his face pressed against the glass, clearly enchanted by what was in that tank.

"What's the problem?"

"Do you... what's the problem? Do you see what he's looking at?"

"Yeah. Somewhat."

"You know how I feel about those... those things!"

Jigen smirked. "Well, it looks like Loup here clearly doesn't share your feelings about them."

"There's no way this kid shares my genes." Lupin muttered.

"That's not what those papers said."

"I don't care what the papers said." Lupin hissed, ignoring the stares from the people around him. "They must have gotten mixed up at some point."

Jigen turned back to the scene. "I don't think genes affect things like this anyway."

Meanwhile, oblivious to the conversation that was occuring with his guardians, Loup watched as the octopus swam right by him, completely enthralled.

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I know this will happen in the future XD

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Farmer Jim and the baabbbbsss

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1997 Looney Tunes Lola & Bugs Bunny Music Jewelry Box

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Gone Wrong

Jessica woke up and looked at the clock. 3:30. Much earlier than she usually woke up. Given how late the Ink and Paint Club was open, she was used to sleeping in.

She was about to fall back to sleep when she realized that Roger was not next to her. That wasn't really cause for concern, until she smelled something cooking.

Now, it wasn't like Roger was a horrible cook. While he was a bit clumsy (okay, he was very clumsy. As far as Jessica was concerned, that was part of his charm.), he did know what he was doing to some extent when he was cooking. And him deciding to surprise her with breakfast wasn't anything out of the ordinary.

But at 3:30 in the morning? That was unusual.

She got out of bed and made her way towards the kitchen.

Roger was in there making... something. She wasn't quite sure what it was, partially because she was focused on something else.

Roger was shaking and sniffling. Every so often, he'd mumble something she couldn't quite hear.

She walked up to him and put her hand on his shoulder, only for him to jump away and yelp.

He turned towards her gasping, only slightly relaxing when he saw who it was.

"Oh, it's... just you," Roger said, giving a nervous smile. "What are you doing up?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing."

Roger's eyes darted around the room before he spoke.

"I was... um... I decided to surprise you with breakfast!" He finally said.

"At 3:30 in the morning?" Jessica asked.

"I have to be at the studio early today..." Roger said, in a tone that made it clear he really wasn't used to lying, especially to her.

"Didn't you say you didn't have to be back there for another week yesterday?"

Roger froze up for a second, before sighing.

"I had a nightmare." He said. "I... I came down here after I woke up to see if, you know, maybe making something will help me calm down..."

That did explain why he was rather jumpy, although why he had been trying to hide that confused her. For one thing, Roger was pretty much an open book. She had heard Eddie mention that he knew WAY more about Roger's family than he wanted to.

The other thing was that he NEVER kept secrets from her. He usually told her absolutely everything.

"What was it about?" She asked.

Roger looked around nervously before running over and hugging her.

It was about a minute before he stopped crying enough to speak.

"It was th-that night... at the Acme Factory..."

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Roger couldn't recall ever feeling this level of anger in his life. The closest he could think of was when Maroon and Eddie tried to tell him to find someone other than Jessica after he saw those pictures.

Even that seemed minor compared to how he felt right now.

He had already managed to intimidate the weasels into dropping their weapons. The four of them stood back, paws up and looking terrified.

That left Doom to deal with.

"Put that gun down you buck-toothed fool!" Doom hissed.

"That's it Doom!" Roger yelled, swinging the item in question towards him. "Give me another excuse to pump you full of lead!"

If you had told Roger that he would be telling the judge what just about every Toon thought of him a few days before, he would have thought you were making stuff up.

Now that he was in that position, however...

"Thought you could get away with it? We Toons may ACT idiotic, but we're not STUPID! We demand justice, but the real meaning of the word probably hits you like a ton of bricks!"

As if on cue, a ton of bricks fell right behind Roger. He thought he vaguely heard someone shouting something in Spanish that was probably better left untranslated.

He wasn't really paying attention to that anyway.

You see, when the bricks fell behind him, he clenched his hands in response. The next thing he knew, he heard a loud bang and found himself flung against the bricks.

Dazed, he sat up and watched in horror as the judge stumbled around for a bit, before collapsing onto the floor, grasping his side the entire time.

Stunned, Roger stood up, letting the gun fall to the floor. This wasn't part of his plan. He'd only meant to frighten the weasels and the judge into letting everyone go. He didn't intend to actually FIRE the gun...

He turned towards Jessica and tried to run to her, only to feel someone grab his arms.

"Where do ya think YOU'RE going!" He heard the weasel that he assumed was their leader say. "Ya think you'd get away with that?"

He wasn't sure if he could answer that, but he did try.

Unfortunately, in his shock, all he could really get out was a bunch of random words that... probably didn't make sense, much less help his case.

Not that it really mattered, as not long after he tried to speak, another voice spoke.

"Well now. Looks like we can add attempted murder to your charges..." The voice said. "And of a judge, no less."

He looked up to see Doom glaring down at him, with that smile that came with finding stuff like torture fun.

At first, he thought that he had missed. Maybe Doom had just THOUGHT he'd been shot. Then Roger noticed the hole in Doom's outfit, around the area he had been holding onto earlier.

He was confused. One of the things all Toons were quick to learn was that humans do not bounce back from most injuries as quickly. And some injuries were serious enough that they never recovered from them.

Being shot DEFINITELY qualified under the latter category.

He was distracted from his thoughts when he heard Jessica speak.

"Do you REALLY think no one is going to find out about your plan?" She yelled.

"Or that you're the one who killed Acme?" Eddie added.

Doom turned towards them, still giving that same twisted smile he had been giving Roger. " Who's going to tell them?" He asked.

He turned to Eddie and started walking towards him. "It's a shame, really. I thought you, of all people, would be with me on this."

As he walked towards Eddie, Roger realized what Doom was holding in his hand.

It was the gun Roger had dropped earlier.

"Eddie! Look..." He started to say before one of the weasels grabbed his mouth.

Eddie looked towards Roger. Doom seized the opportunity and fired.

Roger turned his head and shut his eyes, but he could do nothing to block out the horrid sound that he would prefer not to hear again for the rest of his life.

Granted, the way the night was going, that probably wasn't going to be that long.

"As I said, I didn't expect you to be much trouble, Mr. Valiant," Doom said. "But I guess you decided to wind up like your brother- killed at the hands of a Toon."

He turned to his weasels. "Get the woman!" He told them.

"Jessica! Run!" Roger yelled, before one of the two weasels that had stayed to hold him down grabbed his mouth again.

Jessica started to run towards the door, but the weasels grabbed her and pulled her towards the Dip-mobile.

Roger watched in shock, waiting for her to fight them off and escape. He had pretty much accepted the fact that the judge was going to finish him off, but he couldn't stand the idea of his Jessy being killed too.

Unfortunately, any time she managed to knock one of them loose, they were quick to grab her again. Roger watched as they dragged her up the ladder to the large tub of Dip that had been attached to the vehicle.

Roger tried to turn away from the scene as they reached the top, only for the weasels still holding on to him to forcefully turn his head back.

"What's the matter? Don't wanna see your own wife?" He heard the one he assumed to be their leader say in a tone that made it clear that he knew just how much torture it was for Roger to watch the sight before them.

He watched in horror as the three weasels carrying Jessica picked her up and threw her into the vat.

He let himself slump as far as he could while still in the weasels' grasp. All he could hear was the weasels laughing over what had just occurred.

Usually, Roger considered the sound of laughter to be the greatest of all sounds. But this laughter was cruel, and knowingly so.

Roger felt the tears fall from his eyes. How had his life gone from as close to perfect as he could imagine to about as terrible as it could possibly get within a single day? What had he done to deserve this?

One of the weasels must have seen him crying. "Awww, quit sobbing. You'll be joining her soon enough." He said, in a mocking tone that made it clear he wasn't saying it out of sympathy. "Maybe."

He barely heard the sound of a police siren heading towards the factory. He would have been more excited, but after everything that happened that night, he didn't think it would help much.

Benny entered the room, followed by several police officers... and Dolores.

The weasels dropped him. He stood up, stunned, only for Judge Doom to grab his neck before he could even consider running.

Not that he had any reason to.

"What happened here?" He heard one of the officers ask. "The cab said you kidnapped Valiant and the rabbit's wife..."

Doom shook his head. "I simply wanted to convince them to tell me where they'd hidden the rabbit. Unfortunately, just as I was explaining this, the rabbit broke into the building. He started to demand his wife come with him. When she refused, he snapped. Threw her into the Dip." He told them, swinging Roger around with every word.

"Listen, I've known Roger for four years now, " Benny said. "And there's not a single word there that sounds remotely like him!"

Doom smirked. "Do you really believe him? He just admitted to being friends with the rabbit."

"Not only that, we arrested him earlier today for reckless driving!" Roger heard one of the weasels say. "The rabbit broke him out!"

"Come to think of it, didn't the cab mention dropping Roger off here before coming to find us?" One of the officers said in response.

"I think it's clear that the cab is less than reliable," Doom said. "Given that he's admitted to being the rabbit's accomplice."

"Well, what happened to Valiant?"

Doom shook his head. "As I said, the rabbit didn't take his wife's refusal well. After he dipped her, he grabbed a gun and shot at both me and Valiant. He missed me, but, as you can see, Valiant wasn't near as lucky."

As he said this, he held Roger in a position where he couldn't help but see where Eddie lay dead, Dolores standing over him.

Roger felt the tears fall from his eyes again. Given what had happened to Jessica, he was pretty sure he knew how she felt.

Given what Doom had just said, however, he didn't think she'd believe him.

He looked at her, tears in his eyes, hoping that she didn't believe what Doom was saying.

The look she gave him when she turned towards him dashed any hope he had that she'd be willing to believe him.

"I never should have trusted you."

Roger turned away from her. He wanted to say something, but it was clear Doom had turned everyone against him.

Except for Benny, but it was clear no one was willing to believe him either.

"Now, if there are no further questions, I have an execution that has been held off long enough," Doom said, tightening his grip on Roger's neck.

Roger closed his eyes as Doom carried him up the ladder towards the Dip, hearing the cries for his death from almost everyone in the room.

He tried to think of something- anything- to keep his mind off of his impending death, eventually settling on trying to figure out how Doom survived being shot.

It wasn't exactly the most pleasing subject, but there weren't many topics that were at this point.

He tried to think back on everything that happened since he shot Doom, to see if anything would give him even the slightest hint of what had happened.

A human shouldn't have survived. At least, they wouldn't be walking around so soon afterward like Doom was.

Wait a second...

A human wouldn't have survived being shot, but what was it that Doom had said when he killed Eddie? Something about ending up like his brother?

Suddenly, it clicked.

A human wouldn't have survived, but a Toon would.

It explained quite a bit, actually.

Why the judge was so theatrical in his actions. Why he chose to lure Roger out with "Shave and a Haircut". That wind that always appeared to blow around him. Why he chose to go by "Doom".

All of it made sense now.

Not that it really helped Roger by this point.

Doom held him over the Dip, the tight grip he had around his neck slowly loosening.

"Any last words?" Doom asked.

Roger wasn't sure if he should attempt to say anything, given that last time the judge had offered him a chance to say anything, he had only let him say three words before choking him.

Besides, it wasn't like anyone was going to listen to anything he was going to say at this point.

He decided to take the chance.

"It was Doom!" He yelled. "He's the killer! He's the one you want!"

Doom chuckled. "Just like one would expect from a criminal. Trying to blame someone else for your crimes."

Roger glared at him defiantly. "I suppose you'd know." He said as the judge released his grip on his neck and threw him into the vat of Dip...

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"That's when I woke up..." Roger said, sniffling. His arms were around Jessica's neck, while he cried into her shoulder.

Jessica had turned off the stove sometime into the story. Whatever Roger had been cooking (it looked like it was an omelet) had started to burn.

She was hugging Roger back.

She understood now why he was so reluctant to tell her what was wrong. The events of that night a month ago wasn't exactly a topic anyone involved enjoyed revisiting. The only time she could remember anyone involved mentioning anything about it was during the many interviews the papers wanted afterwards.

Even then it was clear that no one was fully comfortable talking about what happened at the factory that night.

"What time was this?" She asked.

He shrugged. "I'm not sure." He admitted. "I honestly didn't realize how early it was until Eddie yelled at me when I called him..."

"Wait... you actually called him?"

"I wanted to make sure he was okay!" Roger said. "Granted, he wasn't too happy with me. Said that I was only supposed to be calling him if I had a case or information that could help him on one and that rule especially applied if I was calling him at three in the morning."

"So, is that when you came down here?"

Roger nodded. "I came down here after he hung up... decided to get a head start on breakfast." He told her. "I made some muffins..." he continued, pointing to the counter.

There was a stack of muffins sitting on a plate in the center of it. Roger had somehow managed to grab one of the better plates without breaking it or the rest of the stack.

"I still wasn't relaxed yet, so I started to make something else. Then you came in and asked me what I was doing and..." He started to say before trailing off.

"And you explained your dream and what happened afterwards." She finished.

Roger nodded. "I hope I didn't wake you." He said.

Jessica shook her head. "No, I woke up on my own." She said.

Roger gave a relaxed sighed. "Good. I didn't want to wake you. I didn't want you to worry..." he said.

Jessica put her hand on his shoulder. "Worry about what, honey bunny?" She said, using one of Roger's favorite pet names.

"I figured by the time you woke up, I'd have forgotten all about that stupid dream!" He started as he left Jessica's grip. "I didn't want you to think I was obsessing over something that happened a month ago! It all worked out, it shouldn't bother me like this!"

Jessica looked at him with surprise. "This isn't the first nightmare you've had, is it?"

Roger sadly shook his head.

"Why haven't you brought this up before?"

Roger sighed. "Like I said, I didn't want you to worry. It happened a month ago, it shouldn't be bothering me this much! I mean, it's not like you've had any nightmares about that night!"

Jessica gave him a sad look. "That's not entirely true..." she said.

Roger looked up at her. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"I mean I've had some horrible dreams about that night. Several of them."

"Just how horrible are we talking?" Roger asked.

"They all have Doom managing to..." She paused for a moment to find the right words to finish her sentence. "Catch you."

Roger knew exactly what she meant by that.

"What happens next isn't always the same. Sometimes I have to listen to everyone mock me. Saying it's my fault that Acme and you were gone, and that I had no right to be upset about your death. Or Doom finds some reason to have me executed shortly afterwards. Or..." She was cut off by Roger hugging her tightly.

He looked up at her in shock. "Why didn't you tell me about this?" He asked.

She sighed. "The same reason you didn't tell me about your nightmares." She said.

The couple sat there in silence for a few moments, hugging each other.

It was Roger who first spoke. "I guess that whole mess bothers both of us more than it should." He said. "But I'm not sure how to fix it."

"I'm not really sure if we can," Jessica admitted.

Roger thought for a moment. "Maybe we shouldn't hide how much it bothers us. At least, not from each other."

Jessica nodded. "From now on, we don't." She said.

"Great!" Roger responded. "So, you ready to head back to bed? I mean, it is still pretty early..."

Jessica shook her head. "Not really." She admitted.

Roger looked around for a bit. "Well, those muffins I made are probably starting to get cold..." He offered.

Jessica thought for a moment before nodding. "That doesn't sound that bad." She said.

The two of them walked to the table to eat their very early breakfast together.