(Your Razzle N Dazzle)

It was a normal day in GardenView, all five main toons hanging out with atheor toon handler, while rare toon like you early get a toon handler, having to have some sort of special need to always have guardian supervision or with help in the basics of a toons life. You, both Razzle and Dazzle, where a special needs toon, always struggling with the basics of a toons live, I mean two heads on one body. One being silly and hyperactive, Razzle, and the other being shy and tired, Dazzle. Small little arguments rarely happened over the two sibling like toons, always debating on which ways the right way and what to do. Not only that but they where both quite sensitive, having sensitive ears and feelings. Ever scene the company found out, they got you a toon handler, and their name was Mike.

The two one pieced toon where drawing peacefully in their shared room, sitting at a small table while drawing a on seperate pecies of paper. Mike was sitting in one of the chairs, doing paper work on a clipboard and with a pen. He eventually looks up at the two, an awwwed flook appearing on his face as he watched them draw. "Whatcha drawing, Razzle, Dazzle?"