Alright, so on here we have the Hot Dog taking the Baby Hot Dog for a walk in a stroller; a peach flavored sprite cat (cherry's idea. he said I've never tried being a can, so I outta try it out.); whales swimming on a mountain of noodles; and finally, Dick Tracy: Fire Hydrant P.I.

Crazy random requests ©  gameboy493
Art ©  midnightkitten

Here is the Fire Hydrant story to go with the picture. We're dumb. XD

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It was late afternoon, I was thinking of closing up shop. Yeah, I'm a fire hydrant, but even we've got jobs too. Not many people guess this, but I'm a Private Investigator. You can tell because of my trench coat and hat. The sun was setting on the west side of the boulevard when a young Dane walked by. A Great Dane, that is. He started sniffing the ground where I was sitting and I started to feel the panic set in as the canine started to lift its leg in preparation of urination. Thankfully, a wind started blowing and one of the arms of my trench coat wavered in the breeze and smacked the mutt on its leg. This obviously spooked the creature, as it took off with a yelp. I was saved from the horribly warm liquid once more thanks to my trusty trench coat.
As I started to think that maybe my life was ridiculous and perhaps someone just left their clothing lying over me either in forgetfulness or in irony, a woman walked by. I could tell she was a woman because she was clad in a skirt that reached just above her knees and a blouse with the top two buttons undone. She was quite the sight for sore eyes, but to my disappointment, I was not created with a mouth to speak to her. Nor did I figure she would stop and talk to me. I'm a fire hydrant, after all, and people don't usually stop to talk to fire hydrants. As she walked away, I felt nothing. Call me apathetic, or call me heartless, I will simply restate the fact that I am a fire hydrant. We don't have feelings. We're made of cold iron and lack the emotional brain, or really a brain at all. The sun sets on this city and the street lights come on, lighting up my corner like a tiny little sun above me. This is going to be a long night for a lone fire hydrant like myself.

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Story ©  midnightkitten