#flooyd

His robot arm was bought by Constantine after he agreed to work for the frog. Dr. Tooth is in a “relationship” with Flooyd. Their relationship is toxic. He is filled with his own ego and pride. Also, greedy with money. 

Flooyd:

Warning: toxic relationship mentions. 

Flooyd is the Moopets copy of Floyd Pepper. His voice claim is Iguro Obanai from Demon Slayer. He is a doormat for the Moohem. The scars are from his past in his teens. Flooyd struggles with morals. He questions about being in the group.

Flooyd was also dragged into joining due to his “copy” look to Floyd Pepper. He doesn’t really fight, just runs away to keep out of trouble. His and Dr. Tooth’s “relationship” is toxic. However, he doesn't know if he should leave or not. 

Aoomal:

Aoomal is the Moopets copy of Animal. He is a Merlot Maned Beast, a subspecies of the Red Maned Beast. The beast is highly aggressive, mostly due to his shock collar. He is smaller than Animal, 6 '3 in whatnot height. Aoomal’s species are found in underground tunnels. His teeth are like honey badger’s teeth.

Claws are like a mole to help dig in the ground. Aoomal can’t speak words, only sounds from his species. He came from an underground muppet monster market. The market that is made to sell live or dead monsters for people’s desires or businesses that aren’t good. 

Zot:

Zot is the Moopets copy of Zoot. He was a thief before starting the Moohem. His voice claim is Peeta from Hunger Games. Zot knows how to use knives but not guns, he likes knives more.

Also, he likes emo style clothes/fashion. He is 5 '2 in whatnot height. Taller than Zoot. Zot wears platform boots to look more cool. He has a horrible temper. 

Lops:

Lops is the Moopets copy of Lips. His voice claim is The Narrator (Jack) from Fight Club. He is a hacker and nerdy. Lops did a bad hair dye job on his own hair. He loves to argue with people for fun or for his own pride.

Only sour candies or food are his favorites. Lops don’t mumble like Lips. He is in charge of driving and technology. Him and Lips would argue for hours if you let them. 

His eyes caught the orange and yellow colors slowly forming in the dark sky. It was getting close to morning. Animal had turned into his New Foundland Dog wereform some hours ago. A soft quiet whimper escaped the hound’s throat. 

Suddenly, he heard a stick break close nearby. 

The drummer quickly hid in an old dead tree that was laying on the ground. Thank goodness that the tree was hollow and didn't have large holes in the bark. Animal went dead silent to see if he could hear something or someone. Maybe he was getting close to Teeth. The hound could smell the strong scent of the doc. 

Another stick snapped in the silent air. 

It sounds close. 

Animal then smelled a scent that wasn’t his band leader’s scent. His eyes grew wide at the scent. He immediately knew who it could be. However, the wild man wasn't sure if it was the person he was thinking it was. Animal couldn’t tell for sure except for the species the person was. 

It was a fox, Red Fox. 

The only Red Fox he knew was…

Flooyd. 

Before he realized, the drummer was caught by the fox. Flooyd look down at the dead tree. He could smell the New Foundland Dog’s scent. The moopet was put on watchdog watch for the lab. They pick him because who would go to this old looking building in the middle of the woods. The Electric Moohem just put the weakest member on the watch. 

Not the raccoon, pronghorn, cheetah, spotted hyena, or the doberman. 

Just the fox. 

“I know you’re here, drummer,” said Flooyd. His voice sounds like a whisper and is weak. It also oddly sounds kind. Animal stay hidden in the tree, not answering. 

“I know you’re here for your band leader,” he added. “He is inside, safe to my knowledge.” the fox said. The wild man peaks his head out of the log. He still wasn’t trusting of the moopet. However, Animal was willing to at least listen to him. Flooyd was aware of the lack of trust and didn't blame him. 

“Please stay hidden. Stay until your other band mates come here. I will be on watch for the next nights and days. If you need, I can try to sneak food and water to you.” said the fox. 

The look in his eyes was nothing but truth to the wild man. Animal can tell that this moopet was telling the truth. He knew he could maybe try to trust this fox for once. The weredog nods to agree with the moopet. Flooyd nods back before walking off, leaving the hound alone. Animal was confused about this whole thing. 

Was he willing to give it a try to save Dr. Teeth? 

Yes. He was willing to if it means to get back the good doctor. 

Flooyd walks back to the back of the lab. The drummer was lucky to be going toward the back of the place. It was a blessing that the fox was the one on watch. If it was Zot, Animal would’ve been killed. He would show mercy to the hound. The raccoon will play dirty tricks to get a good kill. Flooyd has seen it himself. 

“Please be safe” the fox thought. That was the only thing he asked for now. He knew one thing that would happen when the Electric Mayhem came here. 

Hell will happen. 

One that none of them would see coming. 

Meanwhile inside of the lab, Dr. Teeth slowly start to wake up. A groan escaped from his throat as he moved his head a bit. The ginger haired male froze at the sounds of chains. His eyes quickly grew wide and panicked. 

He was chained up. 

A muzzle was on his face like a damn dog! His hands and arms chain up to the wall. He was in a strange room. The doc knew it was the Electric Moohem’s doing. Who else would it be?! A soft sound of a kitten whimper breaks the panic of the band leader. His eyes looked over and froze again. 

It was a kitten. 

The offspring looked off but he knew it was his kid. It had a scent that only a parent of the kitten could tell. Dr. Teeth only had one question that was floating around his mind. 

Who is the mother? 

Teeth had many past lovers. From women, men, nonbinary, and more. He has lost count on how many panthers he had in the past. The ginger haired male can’t remember the faces or voices of those ex lovers. Names however can sound familiar to him. It would help later to remember when he put the name on the face of the ex. 

The antlers, flowers, and alligator tail was familiar to him. Dr. Teeth try hard to think hard and long for who the mother could be. His eyes closed as he thought long and hard. He tries to go through lists of names he could think of. The doc mostly tries to remember names that belong to muppet monsters he has been with. Teeth slowly came to a realization as he thought of dates with some names. 

Tiana. 

Tiana was the mother. 

The voodoo princess he met during the time he ran away with Floyd Pepper. She gives him an offer to help him master his voodoo powers. During it, the two started to fall for each other and had made love at one point. It was the only chance of her getting pregnant. She was a muppet monster to his knowledge. Another question popped into his mind. 

How long was she pregnant? 

How long did she keep the kitten inside until now? 

On a dark dirt road in the woods, a rough looking truck with a trailer drove through. Inside the truck was Dr. Tooth and Flooyd. Also the odd offspring that was in a small cage with hay inside. The red haired male was keeping an eye on the cub. A horrible feeling was running through his body. It feels so wrong with this plan. Using a fucking baby as a bait to see if Dr. Teeth would come to get the cub. Sure, there is research on parent instincts in wereanimals turning on near offsprings. 

The truck stops at a good spot where the truck and trailer are hidden by the trees. Also so plants on the outside of the truck and trailer. Flooyd and Tooth got out with the small cage. Luckily the cub was still asleep. It had grown large over the weeks after it was found. The moopets place the small cage at the end inside of the trailer. They had gotten the perfect size trailer for both the cub and Teeth. 

Flooyd looks down at the sleeping cub with sad eyes. His lover noticed but just rolled his eyes with a scowl. Dr. Tooth leave the trailer to get some food to throw in the cage for when the cub wakes up. The last thing they needed was the kitten starving to death before getting Dr. Teeth to their trap. Nicole would skin them alive if that happened. Tooth isn’t scared of her but he is scared of the higher ups. He never met them but from speaking to them on the phone was evidence enough. 

Their voices were filled with nothing but hate and cruelness. 

It was like that the lives of any being is only a tool for them. 

A growl escaped the moopet as he came back to the trailer with the fresh meat. The meat was from some local farm pigs. His eyes spotted his lover sitting on the floor next to the cage. The look in Flooyd’s eyes made Tooth clear his throat. Flooyd got up and moved out of the way for the chubby male. Dr. Tooth sat the food on top of the cage so the cub could grab it through the holes. 

The red haired male headed to the truck and got inside on the passenger side. Tooth finished up and stepped out of the trailer. His robot hand went into his jean pockets and pulled out a small spray bottle. The liquid inside is made to cover up their scents except the cub’s scents. They tested it a few days before the plan would be put into action. He headed back to the driver side of the truck and got in. 

Now it is time for the waiting game. 

The day slowly went by as the two moopets waited and took care of the cub. Mostly Flooyd did all the care while Dr. Tooth just watch. The red haired male took good care of the kitten. As he did, he stared at the closed eyes of the cub. 

His heart and mind was screaming at him for what he was doing wrong. Why use a full on baby for the market? Flooyd over the years slowly starts to realize that this isn’t what he wants but was forced to. Just like…

Him and Tooth’s relationship. 

Unhealthy. 

Toxic. 

So many words that could describe their “loving” relationship. The love never existed or much it did in a small amount. A microscope size really. He doesn't know why he even agrees to be lovers with him. Maybe because he wanted to feel like he wanted. Flooyd had grown up and never felt like he was wanted. Sadly that resulted in any attention as something positive. 

The red haired male was washing his hands in a nearby river. His hand was shaking a bit. Flooyd let out a sigh. His hands touch the rocks near the edge of the river. The moopet looked at himself in the water. His brows narrow as disgust forms on his face.