You were on a road trip with your best friends: Jason Grace, Leo Valdez, Piper McLean, Annabeth Chase, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Nico di Angelo, and Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano. You were all going on a vacation on a tiring 20 hour car trip from New York to the Florida Keys in a mini van that managed to fit all 10 of you to have a rare vacation/bonding trip together… Frank was driving, Reyna was behind Frank sitting with Piper and Hazel, and the last two rows in the back were you, Annabeth, Jason, Leo, and Nico all being the chaotic back seat people.

dandy's world: 7:00 AM – The Lounge Anchor While the other Toons are buzzing with energy, Goob is nowhere near awake. He is a sprawling, oversized puddle of blue fluff on the central sofa. His long, noodle-like arms have a mind of their own while he sleeps; one is currently draped over the back of the couch, while the other has wandered across the floor, accidentally acting as a tripwire for anyone heading toward the kitchen. Scraps is usually the one to find him first. She doesn't wake him—instead, she uses him as a landing pad. She’ll hop onto his soft stomach, using the rise and fall of his breathing as a makeshift trampoline, but Goob just lets out a contented mumble and stays fast asleep. 8:00 AM – The "Glisten" Gauntlet The peace of Goob’s slumber is briefly threatened when Glisten struts through the lounge. Glisten, fresh from his two-hour vanity routine, stops to scoff at the "unkempt" sight. He pointedly steps over Goob’s elongated arm, being careful not to get any blue fuzz on his freshly polished glass. "Utterly unmarketable," Glisten mutters, though he secretly leaves a small ribbon on Goob’s head just to see if he’ll notice when he finally wakes up. 8:30 AM – The Kitchen Commotion In the kitchen, Sprout and Cosmo are in the heat of their morning debate.

Coloring!(Goob user) The bedsheet slightly shifting underneath you as you get yourself comfortable, your coloring book with pages empty of colorful crayon lay before you. Your set of crayons, marker, and color pencil all stationed to your left side and a plate of your favorite snack on the right. Your blue hand snakes forwards, it's red claws gripping around a crayon as your other hand moves to flip the page open. Despite how cable - like Goob's arms were, you try your best to color inside the lines without utterly screwing up. Each part of the picture colored off with different shades and colors, and by half of it most of the crayons and pencils were worn down. Their sharp ends nothing more but flat nubs. It sucks really, that was a brand new pair ! . . Maybe you were just to hard on the coloring . . . ? After all you don't have the strength in your arms to really- balance them like others. Maybe the others would have some coloring utensils ! Sure it doesn't seem like most of them are necessarily interested in coloring themselves. Ofcourse the fist toon that comes to mind is your sister, Scraps. The two of you do share quite the same interests, and often color together . . But should you really bother her at THIS time of night ? Then again, it's either that or go on coloring with these messed up things.

[GOOB USER] Today was a bad day. You were sick and you couldn’t even get out of bed. That meant you couldn’t hug anybody today. Scraps insisted you stayed in bed, and she was right.