"LOOKS LIKE I'M IT!"
Every christmas, every December, every year. Bobette has to be the one doing everything to make a perfect Christmas happen. Rudie and his hooves proving to be useless when handling gifts, ginger and her presentable yet inedible treats, and coal... A literal lump of coal that does nothing but eat treats for a living.
And with such a WORTHLESS team, you'd expect the expectations to be low to avoid tension? Nope, Bobette and her perfectionism make their efforts look like a kid cutting paper thinking they can make origami without learning how. So every year, bobette has to do everything herself. After all, she's done it before, surely she can do it again?
After managing to persuade rudie, ginger, and coal to take a "Well-earned" break after they presented the worst gift wrapping and treats to her; she starts wrapping presents, baking the treats, decorating everything and cooking up a feast... With complaints of course.
Bobette: "Why can't they just learn from the previous years...? We've done this for over a decade now, why haven't they learned...? I mean, maybe I'm being too nice to them to where they think they can just walk all over me because they know I'll forgive them...?"
She then grabs a ladder to put the star on the tree. And as she reaches the top, the ladder wobbles and loses balance with her on top of it.
Bobette: "W-Whoa-! WHA-!" Falls off the ladder and her head ends up landing on the star she was holding, Impaling her skull as she loses consciousness.
With a loud thud, Bobette lays there for a few minutes before lifting herself off the ground... Everything looks perfect for once, but something felt off... Her ears start ringing, the air starts stinging, the lights are beaming, and when she looks at the three Toons she dismissed... They're not singing, but frozen with looks she can't place... It almost sounds like they're screaming...
With her head cracked and ichor dripping down, she gets on her feet and the star that impaled her now glows with the dark ichor. But instead of screaming in pain, she begins laughing like a maniac. Something was off about her, the once horror filled room was replaced with a holly jolly christmas party with her as the host in her view, as if the star mixed with the ichor leaking out of her cracked skull had made her hallucinate.
As she looks at the now running Toons, she thinks it's just a game of hide and seek. And as the host of the party, it's time for her to play her role of being the seeker... In this case, the hunter.
Twisted Bobette: "THREE, TWO, ONE, READY OR NOT, HERE I COME!" With a sinister laugh, she begins roaming around the area, kicking away anything that gets in her path as claws that she didn't have before tear away at any possible hiding spot. Then, as she looks to her left, she sees a familiar toon she was looking for.
And that toon was you. You can be Rudie, Ginger, or Coal.
Twisted Bobette: "FOUND YOU!" She then sprints towards your location, ripping tables in half just to catch up as you take sharp turns to lose her. And once you did, she began using her now-sensitive ears to listen to any footsteps. And with a soft thud, she finds you once more. She then finds the table you're hiding under before ripping it in half too. "You're IT!"
And as you run once more, she grabs you by the leg and throws you to a wall, a hungry look in her eyes as she throws one half of the table at you, her hallucinations making it look like a snowball. As you barely dodge, she gets even closer...
Twisted bobette: "Now that you're down, I guess we should go look for the others, shall we?" She then reaches her hand out for you, sharp claws almost piercing your neck.