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-Skid Dad: Is something wrong, huh?

-John and Jack: ....

for special one:

John pussycat. Any questions?

I think Frank and Jack are brothers who don’t remember each other cause Frank just kinda fucked off randomly. It’s funny that they realize while John and Jack are chasing him and Johns just “Hey what.” while both of them are realizing they’re brothers.

Twitter request 2/3 💪

I would explode if you drew John in your style.../nf

The guy

Masc🔁fem edits cause its fun

Lmao I’m not on Twitter so I had no idea this was happening but congrats John for being the #1 Babygirl 💀💀💀

The Jack and John short Pelo was talking about:

an OVERWHELMING amount of jacks

REPOST

A sample of the chaos that went down in my MANY Spooky Month Hunger Games simulations. (Can you tell that Roy is my SM blorbo? :3)

Volume 1 of Spooky Month headcanons

The town the series is set is called Frighden (pronounce fry-dihn to sound like frighten).

Roy's family's last name is Levinson.

Richard and Ross' dad were best friends in high school and got matching tattoos (Ross' dad has a snake on his right arm, Richard has one on his left arm). Roy thinks his dad's tattoo is awesome and is definitely planing to get matching tattoos with Ross and Robert when they're older.

Bob moved to Frighden from his home town in Idaho in his early thirties.

Ignacio is divorced (seriously look at that man and tell me he hasn't been through a failed marriage). He's also retired.

When they were kids, Frank had a HUGE crush on Lila.

Pump and Susie's parents are named Shawn and Valery.

Jack can't stand high temperatures at all and always complains about it to John.

Jack isn't local to Frighden, but his family moved into town when he was in his early teens.

Volume 2 of Spooky Month headcanons

John is related to Robert and Radford through his brother's/their dad's side. Their last name is Krell.

Ross's last name is Gaines.

Rick enjoys (if I can use that word) listening to satirical songs (think Kevin Temmer Tunes).

After the events of Deadly Smiles Rad forced Rick in to therapy which is why he escapes Bob int the next episode.

John's parents were fairly straight laced and this reflected in him being a tattletale at school which along with his small size lead to him being bullied a lot. Lila, Jaune, Frank and Shawn (Pump's dad) were basically his only friends until Jack and his family came to town.

Patty went through a LONG edgy phase and she has a tongue piercing.

Mayor Evermore's middle name is George.

More of a funny idea then proper headcanon but one of the thieves being named Keith.

Literally all of this is at least possibly canon and I love it.

Thank you for feeding my brain worms. :)

the parents HEHE

Spooky Month 6 prediction: All That's Sweet Is Not Sugar

The episode will open with a seemingly normal night with the spookeez going to the candy club and Kevin getting annoyed as usual. However as he's about to usher them out they notice that a few people on the street are acting a little funny.

A similar situation happens with John, Jack and Rick at Gonuts, presumably with Rick quitting his latest job at some point.

The two groups try to navigate the situation as the "sugared up" townsfolk grow more dangerous along with shorter scenes of other characters dealing with the "outbreak".

One of the starring characters eventually ends up ingesting something sugar-laced and this results in a dedicated horror scene

The Candy Dealer is revealed to be responsible for the sugar-spiking relatively early into the episode, but it isn't until the last act that we see his real face or discover the true nature of the sugar (possibly an experimental chemical being tested by the dealer who's really a mad scientist).

The thugs who held Kevin at gunpoint in Unwanted Guest will act as the Candy Dealer's enforcers/bodyguards.

In the end the Dealer's own victims swarm him in a blind rage (Adding angst potential if Robert or John end up being involved in his death, that is, if he is related to them).

Personally, I don't think the Candy Dealer is directly working with the cult, but like the manufacturers of the happy fella dolls, is being accounted for by them in their plans (calling back to the OST cover that shows the cultists as the chess masters of all the other characters).

To be frank, I don't think we have enough information to speculate on the secret ending.

That's all I've got ,if you read this far you deserve to see this beautiful image I have dubbed "The Candy Derper", that I accidentally caught while trying to get the image at the top of the post.

Okay so I was thinking about your theory/idea thing for SM6, about one of the characters getting "infected" with the sugar high, and I remembered this one doodle Pelo made after TT released

And how Kevin's VA showed a photo of his recordings for Kevin in SM6

Note the bit towards the end where it looks like Kevin goes quiet, only for him to get really loud, like he's screaming a lot; it would fit a horror build-up scene following by him actually losing it

I can absolutely see Kevin being the one of the group to eat the spiked sugar and then attack the others

HOLY SHIT, YOU'RE A GENIUS! I always thought of the doodle as a joke but if Kevin is the one to get "sugared up" it would actually make perfect sense.

Initially I thought maybe John would be the one to get contaminated but that was mostly because of the theory that the Candy Dealer is his brother. Kevin is a way more likely candidate.

Come to think of it, there aren't any giant lollipop props in the candy club, so maybe CD spikes the town by starting his own store, which ends up being where Kevin gets contaminated and where he finds the giant lollipop.

Thanks for bringing this to my attention.

On a side note, I imagined the characters having some change to their eyes as a visual shorthand for them being "infected" with the "sugar high" but couldn't come up with what it would look like. But now, I think they might turn purple, like CD's eyes (I refuse to believe them looking like that is just shading).

John 0 and 1 for the ask game!

0: His smoking, I'm not kidding, it just enhances the feeling that when he's on screen, whatever's going on is probably more serious than the average SM fair. No other indie animation makes such subtle but effective use of smoking as John.

1: I love how Pelo took his original, fairly standard horror-media-cop, design and gave it a unique identity while still keeping the basic feel of a stereotypical gruff sheriff you'd see in a classic slasher flick. Bonus points for slyly hinting that he's related to Rob and Rad

A few months back I had a dream about a Spooky Month episode involving some sort of mutant newt/axolotl and the mad genetecits/vet who created it and asked someone to look after it but it got loose and starts multiplying.

Since then I've been thinking about what that episode's credits would look like and I think the mad scientist would be pressed against an aquarium glass while dipping in the mutant in the water as it goes after the other characters who are all different sea creatures.

Here are the ideas so far:

Patty-jellyfish (since they kind of look like a surgical cap)

Hatzgang-piranhas (I really like this one, after all they're little jerks that always stick together)

Rick-stone fish (look up a stone fish and tell it doesn't look like it's done with life)

Richard and Carmen-lobsters (because lobster is expensive)

Skid and Pump- little clown fish (since they're black,white and orange)

Mr. Wonder- octopus (this one's just sort of based on vibes)

John and/or Jack- sword fish (since sword fish have police-ish colors)

Frank-Snapping turtle (with a white shell to represent his van)

Lila-angel fish (because she's like a guardian angel)

Ignacio-hermit crab (because he's reclusive)

Candy Dealer-eel (since they're often depicted as slippery and shady)

Those are all the ones I've got for now, feel free to suggest more for the characters I haven't covered.

Edit 1:

Radford- cardinal/neon tetra (suggested by @crossover-enthusiast based on it's red and blue colors)

Kevin- prawn (they're known for cleaning)

Streber- vampire squid (can't believe I forgot this one)

Jaune- sting ray (because of her ponytail and color scheme)

Randy n' John Kennedy while a giant megamind octopus all those extra hearts replaced with eyes green lightsaber odd coloured broccoli goofs around with witchcraft

Chapter 1:

Word count: 3006

2nd of April, 1984

The wheels of the bikes scraped and scratched against the dirt path as the three boys swerved through the forest in a heated race. Frank, the tallest, who had messy long black hair and a stronger build than the other two, was in the lead, having had a head start from the others by screaming ‘RACE!’ and taking off before they could process what he had said. Jack, the youngest, with short jet black hair and his blue vest wrapped around his waist, allowing his oversized shirt to fly in the wind, was right behind him. He sported a determined look on his face as he approached his older friend, about to take him over. Frank however, seemed more pleased to see him approaching so fast, which confused Jack for just a second before they arrived at a sharp turn.

Jack yelped out as he drifted to break before he could enter the wrong path, making have to fully stop and watch as Frank turned back to stick his tongue out and let John, the shortest one, who’s big brown curls were flowing in the wind, take his place as second. He gave him an amused and playful smile as he passed, making any negative feelings Jack could have had about his predicament leave.

Frank turned back and watched as John was approaching, just about to pass him and take first place. He turned back forward, about to accelerate to try to lose him, only for his eyes to widen as he suddenly pulled on his brakes, almost falling off his bike as a result, although being lucky and skillful enough to drift and stop himself. John, on the other hand, wasn’t so lucky, he let out a surprised noise and tried doing the same, braking right behind Frank, but without being able to stop himself in time, he lost control of his bike as he swerved to the side, falling and tumbling to the ground.

“Ow…” The boy groaned as he sat himself back up, looking down at the lollipop he had spat out in the ordeal. Well, he thought, at least he didn’t swallow or choke on it.

“What was that?!” John snapped his head towards Frank, who appeared to be just as in shock at what he did then John was.

“Sorry!” Frank seemed genuinely apologetic, almost stumbling off of his bike as he put his hand up.

“What happened?” Jack asked, having just caught up to them, stopping next to Frank and looking at the two worriedly as John dusted himself off. He picked up his now ruined lollipop, pulling out the paper from his jeans pocket and wrapping it around it, he was probably not going to finish that.

“I don’t know!” John tucked the lollipop in a side pocket of his backpack, to throw it out for later. “Frank just stopped right in front of me!” John gestured angrily towards his friend, frustrated when he noticed that his jeans now had a hole around his knee, which was scrapped as well.

“I told you I’m sorry!” John grumbled at his apology, approaching his discarded bike and inspecting it, glad to see it hadn’t suffered too much damage aside from a spot where the paint had been scrapped off. Frank frowned at his friend’s apparent irritation and pointed his own frustrated finger at the ground. “I was trying to avoid hitting that bird!”

Jack moved his glance towards the spot, followed by John’s angry glare, which turned into one of confusion. There, standing absolutely still in the middle of the dirt path, was a crow, looking completely undisturbed by the accident that had just happened and staying still.

“... Huh.” John approached the other two boys, joining their side and looking down at the black bird.

“... It didn’t move.”

“Do you think it’s injured?”

“Nah, it’s standing just fine.” Frank joined along with their speculations

“Looks like a statue.”

“Well, it’s breathing.” Jack had knelt down in front of the bird, making vague gestures that would have made any other bird fly away, this one stayed completely still.

“Do you think it’s like- blind?”

“Blind and deaf?” Frank questioned with a deadpan look.

“Well, you never know!” John argued back.

“It’s true that its eyes are weird…” Jack added, almost like he was talking to himself. The two boys went down next to Jack and tilted their heads to get a better look at the bird’s face. Its eyes seemed faded and misty, glossed over, they almost looked like a blurry picture of the night sky.

John hummed, stared for a few seconds, before standing back up and turning his head away, looking for any reasonable place that the crow could have come from. Aside from a nest right above it, where two baby birds chirped away for their mother, he found nothing. The three boys stayed silent for a few more seconds, until Frank seemed to be getting bored of this.

“Or…” The other two looked at him as he stood back up. “It’s just a weird crow.” Frank said as a matter of fact, before mounting back on his bike and getting ready to leave. “Let’s just go and leave it alone.”

There was silence between the two, Jack still looking at it before turning back and standing up as well. “Yeah.. You’re probably right.” He agreed, standing back up as well and getting his own bike ready and giving John a head gesture. “Come on, John.” A reassuring smile was thrown his way as he mounted it. John sighed.

“Yeah, okay.” He climbed back on his bike and the trio was off, the race was forgotten, although Frank had silently decided that he was the winner. John gave the bird one last glance before they turned the corner, it had not moved.

The three boys went home, and the bird was all but forgotten about.

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3rd of April, 1984

“Frank, come oooon.” John whined impatiently, bouncing on his feet. They were waiting in front of their school, bikes at the ready, the day had ended about ten minutes ago, and John was eager to leave. Frank, however, was still talking to Lila.

''Calm down dude, just five more minutes.'' He gave John a quick glance, barely looking at him before turning back to Lila and continuing their conversation.

John groaned as he rocked his bike back and forth, tapping his foot on the ground, his eyes wandering around, clearly not enjoying having to wait any longer. ''You said that five minutes ago! Even Jack's getting impatient!''

''Huh?-'' Jack had in fact, not been getting impatient, on the contrary, he was perfectly content waiting for Frank as he watched a butterfly rest on one of the flowers against the school's gate. Frank rolled his eyes and Lila gave him an awkward chuckle.

''If you're all in a rush then I'll leave you to it, we can talk tomorrow! Either way, I should probably go as well.'' She gave Frank a smile and a wave. He seemed a bit disappointed but he smiled and waved back at her as Lila left to join her friend, Jaune, who was waiting for her a bit further away. Lila and Jaune were part of the group who left by foot, a bit after Narciso did, in the same general direction as him, Icarus as well, going in the same direction that John and his friends would take today. Many simply went on the bus, but some stayed behind, to play, like Ray and Bastien, or to wait for their parents, like Richard, Dexter or Carmen.

John, Jack and Frank were part of the few who'd come with their bikes if they could, leaving in the same way. Although they were supposed to have a set path, after so long, Frank ended up suggesting they take a detour through a path in the woods. It was definitely longer, but it was much more enjoyable for them. The woods were especially enjoyable during spring and autumn, and their new path allowed them to pass by the fields, crops and animals, which they would sometimes feed.

Frank let out an annoyed groan as he mounted his bike, joining his two friends and avoiding eye contact with John, which only resulted in John giving him an amused smirk. The brown haired boy shared a glance and a chuckle with Jack before they were off. John was in the lead this time, although they were far from racing, it was their usual stroll back home today, aside from the fact that, besides some snickering between Jack and John, it was quiet. Jack, being on the same level as Frank, would turn his gaze towards him with a big dumb smile, Frank tried ignoring it, wanting to give the impression that he was angry at the two, but his frown faltered when he would side eye Jack and see his grin.

Eventually, he couldn’t stop himself from smiling and letting out a snort. “What??” He pressed on, lightheartedly, making Jack giggle.

“Do you like her?”

“Huh?”

“Lila, do you like her?”

“Well yeah, she’s nice to me, she’s a good friend.”

John couldn’t help but repress a laugh with Jack, earring an undignified and confused look from Frank towards the two.

“No, doofus. Do you like like her?”

It took a few seconds, but it was like a lightbulb had suddenly turned on in Frank’s head as he realized what Jack was talking about. Turning to give him a glare, he removed his hand from the handlebar to give him a punch in the shoulder, Jack responding with an ‘ow!’ between his giggling.

“No I don’t! I told you, she’s nice! That’s it!”

“Yeah, okay, definitely just nice.”

“She’s just a friend, quit it!” Frank tried to go for another hit, which Jack dodged.

“Just a friend? At this rate you’re gonna spend more time with her than us!”

“What?! That’s not even true! We-... John?”

The friendly banter between the two boys came to an end as they stopped their bikes. In between them, John had stopped as well without a word, looking down at the ground, his expression showing a mix of shock, lots of confusion and a tinge of anxiety. His friends followed his gaze and they joined him in his confusion when their eyes landed on the spot he was fixing.

The same crow from yesterday.

In the same spot.

In the same pose.

It hadn't moved for an entire day.

The three boys stayed quiet as they stared at the animal, each trying to make sense of this scene in their head.

“Uhm… Maybe it’s a different bird?-” Jack proposed, without even really believing his own theory, immediately getting shut down by the other two throwing him a glance.

''It stayed here all night?'' John asked his friends as if they would have actually been able to answer him. Frank hummed as a response, looking down at him and seemingly thinking.

''Yeah, really weird crow… Alright, let's go.'' Frank started pedaling again, going around it and paying it no mind. John didn't follow him, looking at Frank in disbelief while he vaguely gestured towards the bird.

''You're not weird out by that?? I mean- crows don't do that- right Jack?'' He turned towards his taller friend, who was still next to him and observing the two.

''Uh-'' Jack blinked a few times, not having anticipated getting put into the conversation. ''Yea no they don't do that but…''

''It's just a bird, John.'' Frank had shrugged at John's question as he waited ahead for the two. Jack nodded, glad that Frank had filled out the end of his thoughts for him. ''Maybe it has some sort of brain damage or something. I dunno, let's just go.''

Jack hummed, seemingly agreeing with Frank as he joined him forward, leaving John as the last one who hadn't moved yet. He stayed frowning down at the bird a little longer, as if it would eventually let out its secret if John stared hard enough, the crow did not move.

''Weren't you in a hurry? Or should we wait five more minutes?'' Frank said teasingly, which finally earned a reaction from John, who looked up with an offended smile.

''You-!'' The boys chuckled as John started quickly making his way back to them, causing Jack and Frank to take a head start.

The crow was forgotten about as the boys left in a haste, pretending to be in a cops chase.

It stood in its spot, unmoving, staring straight forward.

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It was uncanny how blue the sky was, only disturbed by two lone clouds slowly drifting through it, although now wind could be felt or heard. John had been walking for an undefined amount of time, kicking a pebble through the dirt path as he did. He was surrounded by a wheat field, John couldn’t make out if it even had an end, and it didn’t bother him, being in a dream, he didn’t question the illogicality of this place. John paused however, as he had kicked his pebble too far to the right, it hit something, making a small sound that made John look up and take in his surroundings. The field was still the same as before, however, to his left, he could see a crooked tree breaking the repeating pattern of the crops, and to his right, there was the thing that hit his pebble, what looked like a concrete block stood there, looking old and disheveled, as if no one had came to bother cleaning it in years now.

John blinked once before approaching it, he observed for the dirt path, as the shed was a good three meters into the field. The crops being almost his seize, he refrained for now to approach it. He looked at the door of the block, who appeared to be a lot more taken care of than the shed, almost as if they did not fit together. The doorknob was a golden color, a teal glint shining on it.

John squinted his eyes, trying to make out what was making that shining light. Unconsciously, trying to get a closer look, he took a step forward, stepping in the field. The wheat rippled at his touch as if it were water. John inhaled sharply as his eyes opened back up, from the bright field to the darkness of his room. He wasn’t sure what woke him up, he had felt something like an odd wave go through his body and he could see a small blue tint over his vision that quickly went away.

He groaned as he felt a headache come on and turned around in his bed, guessing the light came from his window and tried to avoid it in the future. He pulled the covers over his head and almost immediately went back to sleep, his half asleep mind way too woozy to even begin thinking about this night, The rude awakening would be forgotten about in the morning.

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4th of April, 1984

“It’s gone.”

It was another day, and just like the previous days, they went through the same path through the woods, and eventually, the three boys stumbled back into the spot where the crow had stayed for the past few days, only now it was empty. John stared, growing at the ground, while Frank just gave it a hum and a shrug before riding past it.

“See? T’was nothing to worry over, just a weird bird, probably got caught by a fox or something.” Frank looked behind, trying to get John to move and get going.

“But there’s no trace of a fight though…” John mumbled, almost to himself as he scanned the ground around him, the dirt hadn’t been disturbed, there was no sign of any fox or predators having passed through, there wasn’t even any sign the crow had ever been there.

“John, it’s fine, don’t stress over it.” Jack had slowed down next to him to give him a few pats on the shoulder and a smile as he passed him as well, John didn’t move.

“Yeah! Probably just flew away, y’know, like birds do?” Frank gave John a cocky tone as he tilted his head forehead, shaking it, almost like he was calling John an idiot. Jack chuckled as he passed him.

That made John look up, a frown on his face, but he wasn’t angry, maybe a bit irritated sure, but he was smiling playfully. He knew his friend wouldn’t actually insult them, and little bickering like that between these two specifically was a daily occurrence. “Are you making fun of me!”

“Nah!...” Frank shrugged, turning his head away with an exaggerated dumb look. “Maybe, but that doesn’t matter!” John gave Frank an offended look, which made Frank put up his hands defensively.

“Hey come on, look. Some birds are weird, okay? It’s gone now, don’t sweat over it.”

John hummed, his smile faltering a bit as he looked back down. It really looked as if the bird had simply never even been there in the first place. He frowned, maybe they were right, no, they were definitely right. John was making a mountain out of a molehill. Of course there was nothing to worry about, nature was unpredictable, he shouldn’t try to make sense of something that had so little impact on his life either way. A random crow on a dirt path? He saw birds everyday, it didn't matter.

“Yeah, Okay.” He paddled back towards his friends, the event staying in the back of his mind as they left, but he was sure he would move on from it soon enough, it was nothing to worry about. The three boys turned around the corner and continued on with their day.

Unbeknownst to them, one of the two baby birds living in the nest about the path was left alone as it chirped for its mother.