Gibi Da Turma Da Monica -

Some souvenirs were just too good to throw away.

"Fan?" Mônica squinted. "Like a ceiling fan? We have one of those. Franklin's dad installed it."

Cascão looked at his own clean arms in horror. "This place has no mud! I feel… naked!"

"Cascão!" Gibi said. "You're dirty! Wait, no, you're spotless!" gibi da turma da monica

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice echoed from the portal. "BLUE! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

The rabbit sighed. "I told you, Mônica, we're in the future . Look at the tiny glowing rectangle she's holding."

Gibi’s eyes sparkled. "You mean… you’re missing a comic book ? I have a solution." She ran to her shelf, grabbed a special hardcover edition of Mônica: Lembranças , and tossed it to Mônica. "Here. It's a graphic novel about your childhood. It even has the story of how you got the Sandals of Strength." Some souvenirs were just too good to throw away

Gibi looked at the photo on her phone. She posted it online with the caption: "Just had the best comic book crossover ever. #MonicaAndFriends #Gibi #DimensionalChaos"

"Mônica!" Gibi gasped, star-struck.

Everyone stared at her blankly.

Suddenly, the portal began to flicker. It was shrinking.

"Wha—?" she blinked, pushing her glasses up her nose. Before she could grab her phone to record it, a soft fwump sound came from her beanbag chair. A small, blue, floppy-eared dog was now sitting there, holding a half-eaten sandwich.

"Oh no!" Gibi said, realizing what was happening. "The quantum frequency is collapsing! Your dimensional window is closing!" We have one of those