Story written for  CrizBN's Octransfur!
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The wicked Board of Directors at Kellogg's have called Toucan Sam to their office...What for?
Why...their beloved toucan mascot needs an update!

Toucan Sam Toonification to match his new super cute cartoon look!
A short silly story, we hope you enjoy~

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The sweet, fruity scent of Froot Loops filled the air as the large, orange scaled feet of the legendary Toucan Sam slammed confidently against the vinyl flooring of Kellogg’s Corporate. Corporate had called up Sam, no doubt to pose for a new cereal box cover or perhaps star in another commercial selling his magnificent, delicious, fruity cereal of which he was always on the hunt for. He sniffed the air, he could smell his own fruity fragrance around him, but none of the cereal. Guess corporate wasn’t filming in the sound studio or dining room today, or could it be something else?
Whatever it was, the animated toucan wasn’t very concerned. With his large, prominent beak, blue feathers, and absolutely iconic look he was the face of Froot Loops and with a cereal as good as his he had nothing to worry about!
The large, imposing double doors to the Board of Directors loomed menacingly at the end of the hallway. Big, thick, heavy, wooden doors with large, clean, glistening silver plates attached near the middle seam of the door at various heights for all the varied mascots of the company to push open, as well as the humans when they were called into the room. As he was one of the shorter mascots the toucan pushed open from one of the lower panels but he didn’t mind. Height really wasn’t that important when you could fly!
The doors led into a darkened room and once the doors closed behind Sam, nearly pinching his three magnificent tailfeathers of yellow, red, and pink as it did so, the mascot was left in complete darkness.
This was normal, nothing to be concerned about.
KTHUNK!
The heavy sound of the light turning on happened a full second before the bright light flickered on above Toucan Sam, illuminating him. Drama kings.
KTHUNK!
The other light had the same issue, slowly coming to life behind the large table where several silhouetted, menacing figures sat. They were the Board of Directors and they ruled Kellogg’s with several iron fists. To the majority of humans working at the company just a glance from these terrifying individual was enough to send them running for the hills or cowering on their knees in terror at what these monsters could do.
Toucan Sam really didn’t care much about them. He had seen dozens of people sit behind the table, and none ever lasted or had more bark than bite. Sometimes they even had good ideas, though that seemed quite the rare occasion.
“Toucan Sam,” one of the directors said, his voice booming, filling the small room briefly like a clap of rumbling thunder before it faded away. “You have come.”
“Yes indeed!” Sam replied brightly, nothing deflated these windbags more than a chipper personality so he smiled as much as he could with his majestic beak, “You have a new commercial in mind? Or maybe a new cover for the cereal box?” he asked cheerfully, though he felt slight confusion as he heard some quiet, malevolent chuckling from the Board of Directors.
“Oh we do indeed have a new commercial in mind,” one of the figures said, “We just need you to take it in a different direction.”
“A different direction? Not a fan of ‘Follow your nose?’” Sam asked, a little put out. That was his line! And he liked it! His nose was rather large and good at being followed after all.
“Oh, you’ll still be saying it, just in a whole new way, and a whole new looks,” the Director said while the rest of the group began laughing maniacally and evilly. Well, that wasn’t a good sign. Before Sam could ask what was going on the scent of fruity, sugary, delicious cereal filled the room. Sam sniffed with his large, majestic beak, oh he knew that scent anywhere! It was a red Froot Loop! He looked up and there it was, far larger than a normal Froot Loop but it looked different.
It looked…
Wrong.
It had no depth, it was so bright and vibrant, it looked like something out of a vivid, bright kid’s cartoon. It was horrifying. It was beautiful.
Through the center of the loop there was no the light from the light above, nor was there the ceiling. There was a whole new world. A sea of milk, mountains of fruit and candy, playful pink dolphins, and most enticing of all Froot Loops. Hundreds, nay thousands of Froot Loops! In the ground, on the trees, the bushes! The sea was afloat with them, even the air had them just dangling around, wide enough for the dolphins to leap through them playfully.
It was all in that strange 2 dimensional brilliant hues, but…
Sam couldn’t look away. As the bright light poured down upon the toucan he could feel the changes happening, but he couldn’t stop them. He didn’t want to stop them.
His feet were shrinking down into cute widdle steppers. The deep orange scales he was familiar with smoothed away leaving a textureless, brighter, more saturated orange colour. Smooth, sleek, very cartoony, and that was just the start!
His feathers were next. Just like the scales on his legs they began to smooth down merging together into a featureless mass. No texture, no definition, just sleek smoothness and brilliant vivacity of colour! His body was becoming sharply defined! The deep, rich blue from his underside crept upwards along his white chest feathers, staining them blueberry blue until he only had a little white left just under his beak.
It made him look…
His eye twitched…
It made him look…
Refined? Dignified?
No…No those weren’t the words. They weren’t what was describing him. Something in his mind felt like it was snapping, but it was good snapping! He just had to let it happen….
His magnificent wings were losing their feathery appearance too! Smoothing out, splayed pinions spreading and flattening into more normal wing. Just goofy little cartoon wings. He flapped them and despite their silly appearance he could still fly, he knew it. He just had to flap more, to rise up, to rise through the ring…into…the Froot Loops world. Yes, yes!
His mouth closed, beak sealing up as he squirmed. It…He was…He was…
He tensed up, eyes closing, wings and toes clenching, and…he…felt…
His eyes flew open, sparkling adorably, a mouth appearing on his beak and face as needed with adorable cartoon teeth and all.
“Ah! I feel so cute!” he cried out with glee, admiring his beautiful beak, seeing the dark end shrinking down to merely the end while the rest of the beak took on a beautiful, psychedelic colour! He was cute! Cute cute cute! He was a cute cartoon! He bounced around and giggled and danced, leaping into the air before jetting right through the Froot Loop into the Froot Loops World! Crying out happily, wiggling his pointed butt with floating feathers now as he did!
Soaring and flying past bowls spilling milk and cereal into the sea, spoons dug into the world itself like they were carving out a bite for a giant, and of course…
Froot Loops!
Froot Loops Froot Loops Froot Loops! All around! All bright and colourful like me!
“Yes, perfect, this new cartoon design is exactly what we needed,” the Board of Directors said with malevolent delight, “His cute quirky design shall entice even more to purchase our cereal!”
“And then the world shall be ours!” one of the others said, and they all laughed with most evil intent, pulling down a chart that glowed with unholy radiance for cast in ink upon its surface was their most hateful god to whom they’d sacrifice all:

THE BOTTOM LINE.