It was a peaceful night in Popeye and Olive Oyl's humble seaside cottage. The moon shone brightly over the water, and the soft sound of waves provided a lullaby. In their room, Popeye was snoring loudly, dreaming of spinach-powered adventures, while Olive Oyl slept with a night mask and curlers. Everything was perfect—until it wasn’t.

Out of nowhere, a piercing scream echoed through the house.

"WAHHHHHH!"

Popeye sat bolt upright, clutching his blanket like it was a life raft. "What in the seven seas was that?!" he blurted, his pipe nearly falling out of his mouth.

"It's Swee’Pea!" Olive Oyl shrieked, flailing to untangle herself from the sheets. "Oh, the poor baby must be upset! Quick, Popeye, do something!"

The two raced to Swee’Pea’s room. The little bundle of chaos was in his crib, red-faced and wailing loud enough to rival a foghorn. Popeye scratched his head. "I got this. I’ll sings him a lullaby."

He puffed up his chest and began:🎵 "I'm Popeye the sailor man! Toot toot! I sleep in a frying pan! Toot too—"

"No, no, no!" Olive Oyl interrupted, grabbing a rattling toy and shaking it like her life depended on it. "That’s not soothing, that’s terrifying! Look, Swee’Pea's crying harder!"

The next few hours were a circus of desperate attempts to calm the baby. Popeye tried rocking Swee’Pea in his massive arms but ended up swinging too hard and making him dizzy. Olive Oyl tried singing, but her high-pitched warble sent the neighbor's dog into a barking fit. They even tried giving him a bottle, but Swee’Pea batted it away like a tiny tennis pro.

Finally, as the first light of dawn crept through the window, Swee’Pea let out one last hiccup and fell asleep.

"Finally!" Olive Oyl collapsed onto the bed like a limp noodle.

Popeye followed suit, yawning. "Aye, I’m gonna sleeps like a rock now."

Just as their eyes closed, the tranquility was shattered by a CRASH!

"What now?!" Olive Oyl screamed, leaping out of bed.

Before they could react, Tom and Jerry came zooming into their bedroom like a tornado. The cat and mouse were in a full-blown chase, knocking over lamps, pictures, and even Popeye’s prized spinach collection.

"Hey! Watch it, ye scallywags!" Popeye roared, shaking his fist as Jerry zipped past with a frying pan.

Tom, determined to catch the mouse, vaulted onto the dresser and sent Olive Oyl’s perfume bottles flying like cannonballs. One landed with a SMASH on the floor, sending a cloud of flowery mist everywhere.

"I just cleaned this room!" Olive Oyl screeched, shaking her broom at them.

The chase moved into Swee’Pea’s room, where Tom tripped over a stack of baby toys and landed headfirst into the crib. This, of course, woke Swee’Pea, who immediately began crying again.

"WAHHHHHH!"

"Noooooo!" Popeye yelled, clutching his head.

Olive Oyl stormed into the room, now wielding a mop like a weapon. "THAT’S IT! OUT! OUT, YOU MENACES!"

Tom and Jerry froze for a split second, exchanged a nervous glance, and then bolted out the window, crashing into the trash cans outside.

Swee’Pea, however, was still inconsolable. Popeye grabbed his spinach can, popped it open, and swallowed it in one gulp. "Time fer drastic measures!" he declared.

With superhuman speed, he rocked the crib, sang, juggled toys, and even performed a backflip, all while Olive Oyl tried everything from peek-a-boo to reading a bedtime story.

Finally, as the sun rose high in the sky, Swee’Pea giggled for a moment, yawned, and fell asleep again.

Popeye and Olive Oyl collapsed onto the couch, utterly spent.

"Is it mornin’ already?" Popeye groaned.

Olive Oyl sighed. "Who needs sleep when you’ve got chaos?"

From outside the window came a faint meow and squeak. Popeye’s eye twitched.

"Don’t make me come out there!" he bellowed, shaking his spinach can at the horizon.

And so, the never-ending night came to an end—sort of.

Hey guys, this is a brand-new character render I just made, today, of the Infinity Train character, Tulip Olsen, in her barefeet.

So, what’s your opinions on this? You can agree to disagree, for all I care. Just please comment down, below, and let me know. Thank you!

Bubbles is an average girl who no one understands

Keane and the Professor, always giving her commands

The crime and beasts out in the streets

Are all stopped instantly

By her little octopi with magic on the fly

'Cause in reality, they are her...

Odd Powerpuffs, Fairly Odd Powerpuffs!

Blossom: Powers, flight!

Buttercup: A delight, alright!

Odd Powerpuffs, Fairly Odd Powerpuffs!

Pickle jar, guitar, film star, race car!

Bubbles: White chalk, building block, gym sock, feathered hawk

Giant specs, poker decks, T. rex, Chemical X!

Odd Powerpuffs, Fairly Odd Powerpuffs!

It is your world when you are the girl

With Fairly Odd Powerpuffs!

this is all my opinion

Decided to make this as an small project

Traced from EEnE S5 E9b? "All Eds Are Off".

Do you remember any of the Toonix games, like SuperStadia, Toonix World, or any other game that you may have found interesting? If so, let me know down below. I personally have played most Toonix games, even the first Toonix virtual world game, brought to Europe and Asia, I believe. I never really went to Toonix World at all, though.

So I haven't been online here ever since I got unblocked (because I didn't think he'd unblock me) by the admin but I checked my status and I'm allowed here again so, to celebrate my return I am going to host an adoption event! I'll put up more information about it soon but yeah.

I bet Sam Manson from "Danny Phantom" would really love to cosplay as Yumi Yoshimura because both of them are gothic girls. Give some credit to LapisFan2011 for making this on Twitter, guys! @FunDrawer2006

Ami and Yumi sure do love the Disney Channel hit series, "The Ghost & Molly McGee". Give some credit to LapisFan2011 for making this on Twitter, guys! @FunDrawer2006