I want to say that this story will be told by Sniffles mostly, but other characters will join in too. I wrote this because I thought that if anybody stuck around that ant family, they would get myrmecophobia, which is fear of ants. But what if an anteater got myrmecophobia? Read on, my friend, and find out.

Disclaimer: I do not own H.T.F.


Hi, my name is Sniffles, and by request of Cannox, I was obliged to tell you this story. I guess my story starts that one summer day…

It was a mid-summer afternoon, with the sun shining out bright with a few clouds overhead. Toothy and Handy were buying ice creams from Lumpy. Well, really only Toothy, because when Lumpy handed Handy his ice cream, Handy reached for it, only to remember he didn't have hands to hold with. Putting on his famous look, Handy crossed his arms. Laughing, Toothy held Handy ice cream for him and they both walked away. But back to the real story.

I was in the park next to an anthill with my new invention. It looked like a vacuum cleaner that had gone high tech. Which it basically was. I planed to use the tube part to suck up the ants, and then I would knock them out and eat them. Man, when I thought about it later, it sounded stupid to me. This is what I mean: when I put it in the anthill, the ant family merely just dug a new hole and redirected it so that it was trying to suck up my rear. It was nothing more than an annoyance, so I reached to pull it off of me. But then I noticed an ant on the sucking dial. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why did I even put that on there? I thought I would have learned from my mistakes, but obviously not. It increased it to maximum power, and I felt the nozzle pulling off my skin and muscles. Don't ask me what happened next, because it's too painful to describe, and I think you can picture it in your mind. Anyway, I got painfully sucked into the vacuum, where I died.

But later, I awoke at the hospital. See, death doesn't seem to work in Happy Tree Town. I've even given up to explain how it's possible. All I know is that each time I die, it's like I go to sleep and wake up in the hospital. I felt around the desk right next to me until I found my glasses. I put them on and saw that Giggles was my doctor.

"Oh, Sniffles, your awake," said Giggles, then pulling off one of her trade mark giggles. "That was one nasty mess you got yourself in, but you're alright now, so you can go."

"Thanks, Giggles." I said and got myself out of the hospital bed. I got my clothes back from Lumpy, who was also working there. I changed in the bathroom and put the hospital clothes in a basket full of them. But as I walked home, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was different about me…

Um, can I get a glass of water? Thanks, I'll be right back.