Don't Hug Me I'm Scared 2
https://youtu.be/vtkGtXtDlQA
The episode opens in the living room. As it is still June 19th. Red Guy sat in a big green chair. Duck sat in a rocking chair while Yellow Guy and (Y/N) sat on a couch. (Y/N) was hugging her knees, seeming terrified as she stared into the void. The TV was just static.
"Come on, guys, stop mucking around. We only have five minutes until our show is on." Red Guy explains to the other three.
"That's not enough time!" Duck complains, checking his pocket watch.
"There's always time for a song." Tony The Clock says.
"Huh? Who is that?" (Y/N) asks, her arms crossed.
Tony now has legs and is off the wall.
Tony: Time is a tool you can put on the wall, or wear it on your wrist.
The past is far behind us; the future doesn't exist.
Duck Guy looks at the empty picture frame that says 'Nothing' on it, "Oh."
Yellow Guy: What's the time?
Tony: It's quarter to nine, time to have a bath.
All of them were in the bath together as (Y/N) quickly wrapped her arms around herself, eyes wide. As she looked at Red Guy, with fear in her eyes as Red Guy kept (Y/N) behind him.
Duck Guy: What do you mean? We're already clean!
Tony: Scrub scrub scrub 'till the water's brown!
"I'm feeling very uncomfy." (Y/N) muttered.
Tony: Time is a ruler to measure the day, it doesn't go backwards, only one way.
Watch it go round like a merry-go-round; going so fast like a merry-go-round.
The four were now dressed again and in space.
Tony: Let's go on a journey! A journey through time!
The time that's changing all the time! It's time to go to TIME!
Red Guy: But we don't really want to, we're going to miss our show.
Tony: Don't be STUPID, friends!
Come on, it's time to go!
(Y/N): I don't like this...
They were now in Victorian times.
Tony: Time was old, like the Victorian times.
One Victorian sings from a shop stand as behind her a picture of Yellow Guy & (Y/N) were seen on a 'Wanted Dead Or Alive' for 1906 pounds for Yellow Guy while (Y/N)'s was 1909 pounds.
Victorian 1: With cobbles, and plague, and speaking in rhyme!
The second Victorian pops out of a chimney.
Victorian 2: With cobbles, and chimneys, a simpler time!
A third victorian pops out of the swear with green goo covering them.
Victorian 3: Wrmth curblles an swrdurst and bttries an slim! (With cobbles and sawdust and batteries and slime!)
Yellow Guy lifts a tree in half, revealing a tree stump with eyes, hypnotizing eyes.
Yellow Guy: This tree that is old, has circles inside!
Tony: This tree that is older has shriveled and died.
Tony points to a tree that is dead while Duck holds an apple that is rotting.
Duck Guy: The apple that's fresh is ripe to the core!
Apple was just slowly rotting.
Apple: And I rot over time an d I' m n o t a n y m o r e .
The sun and move rotate.
Tony: T i m e can be told by the moon and the sun, but time flies fast when you're having fun!
Tony knocks house with cards.
Tony: MMM!
There's a time and a place for mucking around!
Tony destroyed Duck's card tower.
Duck Guy: Like birthdays!
Red Guy: And camping.
Yellow Guy: We're friends with our dad!
Roy was heavily breathing as (Y/N) looked terrified to even be near Roy while Yellow Guy just smiled.
Red Guy: And then what happened after the olden days?
Tony: Time went new, got old like history.
Stuff from the past went into a mystery.
Yellow Guy: An old man died!
Red and Duck are hooked up to a machine, as Duck seems terrified.
Tony: But look, a computer!
Everything's cool, it's the FUTURE!
Time is now, the future anew!
Look at all the wonderful things you can do!
With gadgets and gizmos and email addresses!
Yellow Guy: My dad is a-a com-computer
(Y/N) moved Yellow Guy away from the computer.
Tony: LOOK AT THE TIME--!
Duck Guy: It's quarter to eight (7:45), there's fish on my plate!
Duck is stabbing the fish as they seem bloody.
Yellow Guy: It's twenty past day (12:20 AM), there's fish on my tray!
Duck Guy: It's eleven to twelve (11:49), there's fish in the bath!
Red Guy: It's nine-thirty, (9:30) there's fish everywhere. ..Fish everywhere.
(Y/N): Ew.
The four are back in the living room.
Tony: Now you can see the importance of time,
it helps us make pizza and keeps things in line.
Duck Guy: But when did it start?
Yellow Guy: And when will it stop?
Tony: Time is important and I am a clock.
Red Guy: If we run out of time, then where does it go?
Yellow Guy: Is time even real? Does anyone know?
Duck Guy: Maybe time's just a construct of human perception, an illusion created by–
Tony starts screaming, "Meh, meh, meh, meh, meh, meh, meh, meh, MEH, MEH, MEH, MEH, MEH, MEH!"
Yellow Guy's ears start to bleed as (Y/N) quickly cleans them with tissues.
Tony: Sunset, sunrise, night, and day.
The changing seasons, the smell of hay.
Look at your hair grow, isn't it strange?
How time makes your appearance change?
Yellow Guy, Duck Guy, and Red Guy start to get older and older, Duck Guy loses his skin, Yellow Guy starts to have longer hair and Red Guy has gray hair now. As (Y/N) seemed oddly enough the same age. As she looked at Tony. Yellow Guy groans, grabbing (Y/N)'s arm.
"MAKE IT STOP!" Yellow Guy asks.
Tony: It's out of my hands, I'm only a clock. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be fine. But eventually, everyone runs out of time!
"What if you don't want to grow up?" (Y/N) asked as Tony just stared at her, it was quiet, "...Time shouldn't matter to those who just want to live...right?" Tony just stared at her, not blinking as she still looked young.
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Everything was part of a TV show, Red Guy turns off TV. Credits showing maggots eating Yellow Guy's hair with music in the background.
"Dad...Please...I...I didn't mean to ruin it again..."
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