Okay, a new story, cool, and it's another one about Flaky, so, if you're tired of reading about the cute scared little porcupine, then I suggest you find yourself another good story, because this one is all about her.

Description: Flaky is tired of being scared all the time, so after a terrible incident, she finally decides it's time for a change, so, she goes to find help. Luckily, she does, but something goes wrong and her life becomes even worse when she gains another side of herself…an opposite evil.

I do not own the Happy Tree Friends…trust me.

I hope you enjoy this.

1 The Invitation

It was a Friday night, Flaky had had a very, very long day, she needed a break- she sat on her needle protected sofa and sighed, she never stayed at her home very long, Cuddles was always making her get out more, "Don't be such a baby, the air is good for you!" He'd always say, he was just like an older brother- she couldn't believe she used to have a crush on him when she was younger, mostly because he'd always hang out with her and stand up for her, that was…until he became more and more of a dare devil. She couldn't handle his love for action, and besides, he and Giggles seemed to share something very special and secretive.

Flaky yawned and smiled, Flippy was on her mind, they had both had their moments- some very bad- like when they all got stuck on an island and she screwed it up for them when they were so close to freedom-and then…they killed her. But when they came back alive in the Hospital of Life, they gave her their apologies…Flippy had been the most sorry, since he'd done most of the killing and had not even flipped-out.

And there was some good moments, like when she threw Flippy a party- until he crashed it, but he had not been the cause of her death.

She had also once un-flipped him with her scream once, which she found amazing after she had been done freaking out.

Flaky jumped as she heard her phone ring, she quickly shook it off as she got up and picked it up, "H-hello?"

"Hello Flaky!"

Flaky's scared expression melted into a happy one as she heard Flippy's voice.

"Hi Flippy- h-how are you?"

"I'm good, say, how would you like to come to a dance party?" he asked.

Flaky blinked, -a dance party? It was a weird suggestion, going to such a thing just didn't seem to fit their personalities, she was so timid and afraid of things- and Flippy…he would look a little funny dancing in his uniform, and most of all, he was dangerous.

"Dance party? I- I don't really know- if I could…," she said and bit down on her bottom lip.

"I knew you'd be scared, don't worry, you don't have to dance, heck- I can't dance worth crap, so I'm not either. I'm just going because Lumpy invited me, and offered free drinks- and he seemed sooo excited…it would be a shame if you didn't go, he did invite you too, ya know…," Flippy said, his high voice having some sweetness to it.

Flaky gulped "He invited me?" she asked nervously.

"Yeah, did you know he thinks of you as a little sister?" he asked rhetorically.

"He does? I didn't know…oh-okay…I guess I'll go then," she said, her soft girly voice getting a little stronger, maybe she could do this.

"Awesome, I'll come get you in half an hour, see ya then," he said and hung up.

Flaky gulped, clicked the phone off and got up; for once, she wanted to look pretty tonight, so she went to the bathroom and began looking around for things that could improve her looks.

She caught herself in the mirror and stared, her messy long quill hair everywhere, decorated with the white dandruff- it was the reason for her name, because it stood out the most, just like everyone else…except Russell.

Her hair would not do, not one bit, so, she picked up her brush she never used and began brushing roughly, cringing from the pain as the brush yanked at a few knots.

She smiled as most of the flakes began to fall out…she was starting to look acceptable, she continued with the rough brushing.

"Grr," she growled in her timid voice, as the brush began to crack- and then broke- one piece in her hand, the other in her quills.

"I do not have time for this!" She said to herself and picked out the corpse of the brush, she looked at herself again, studying her hair, and she knew they'd accumulate again later, but she just HAD to try!

So she took a deep breath, and bit her bottom lip, closed her eyes and did something she rarely did, she began rubbing at her quills, her paws quickly began to sting, but she kept her mind on the party. After awhile, she couldn't take it anymore, she ripped her paws out of her hair and looked at the mirror, and smiled, very pleased at the sight, she only saw five flakes stuck in her hair, and she happily approved.

She looked at her paws, they were bleeding from the thin cuts, she sighed- but it was worth it, so she cringed as she ran her hands under the water, dried them and carefully put band aids on, she'd be healed in a hour or two, which was one of the many perks of being a Happy Tree Creature.

It was cold out so she put on her favorite pretty white jacket, she only used it for special occasions- and since she was going to be with Flippy, this was defiantly a special occasion.

She thought about make up, but she hated make up, it was so…girly, it just didn't seem to fit her style at all, she was too much of tomb boy- and besides, she was afraid the makeup might blind her if she messed up, and she wasn't sure if she was allergic to some of it or not.

Flaky looked at herself one more time as she heard the doorbell ring, sometimes, she wished she wasn't so scared, and didn't look so plane, just trying a little bit was all she could do and manage with, without going into a breakdown.

She took a deep breath "You can do this, you can do this," she said to herself and nodded, she flipped off all her lights as she went to the front door, sighing as the tiny night lights light up like fireflies on as she did.

When she met Flippy at her door, she calmed down at his warm smile; he gasped, "You look awesome Flaky! You did a wonderful job with your dandruff, and you look good in white," he said, hopefully speaking his true thoughts. Flaky's cheeks went redder than usual at the comments, "T-thank you…you look great too," she said, and then felt incredibly stupid, Flippy was wearing what he was always wearing, but he didn't say anything, he just gave a look of amusement and chuckled quietly.

"Must be my new shampoo then," he joked, grinning, Flaky laughed timidly, feeling suddenly better.

On the way there, Flaky couldn't think of anything to say, so she watched the road go by, besides, she didn't want to bother Flippy when he was driving. Defiantly didn't want a Flipped-out Flippy on the road.

But Flippy stared at her from the corner of his eye, and finally noticed her paws.

"What happened to your hands?" he asked in a concerned tone.

Flaky looked up "Oh… I, um, found out getting my hair the right way was harder than I thought…," she said giving him a slight amused smile.

"Well, be careful, 'don't want you to end up like Handy," he said as they parked in front of the 'Y' (short for the YMCA, which I do not own)

Flaky nodded and was about to get out but Flippy touched her shoulder "Hold on, I'll get it for you," he said and got out, Flaky blushed quickly as she sat in the jeep alone, she had no idea why Flippy acted like such a gentlebear toward her.

She jumped as her door opened and a green paw outstretched to her, but then smiled.

And the real fun begins in the next chapter…