Danger lurks in every corner ch 1

Chapter 1:

He finally felt... free. Like... a heavy weight had been lifted off his shoulders. The evil thoughts that clouded his mind had vanished. His friends weren't afraid of time anymore, in fact, they were quite welcoming. But there was one person who was the most thrilled out of them all. Flaky. When she found out about the change straight from Flippy, she cried tears of joy and embraced him with great enthusiasm. She was so happy... her friend was cured. A scarlet blush had went across his cheeks, he wiped the warm tears away with his thumb. "Flippy... I'm... so... so... relieved!" She had said between sobs. "So am I..." He concurred, his voice as smooth as glass.
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Flippy walked through the vacant streets of Happy tree town. He inhaled the fresh spring air. It seemed as though everyone who spotted him wanted to greet him; Giggles and Cuddles were seen having double strawberry scoops outside of the ice cream parlor. After another satisfying lick, Giggles hollered "Hey, Flippy!" Cuddles took notice and glanced back at him. "Nice weather we're having, huh?" He said. Flippy nodded 'yes' in agreement. He continued his walk past the couple, only to be interrupted once again. This time, it was Petunia. "Hi Flippy." She replied. "Hello." He put out his paw, expecting her to shake it. Petunia looked at it in disgust. "... I don't do hand shakes... unless you sanitize your hand properly using an appropriate amount of soap and run it under warm water for at least 20 seconds." She exclaimed. "Right..." Flippy thought. "She hates germs." So, he put his paw to his head, and did a respectful salute to the blue skunk. While riding his old unicycle from across the street, Mime had waved to the army bear, but refused to say a mere word. Flippy wondered why everyone was content... or at least, more content than usual. He paused in his tracks when he saw a discarded newspaper that laid in the middle of the sidewalk. He slipped the paper out of it's thin plastic cover, then unfolded it. And there, in bold headlines, read "Happy tree town is happy once again!" Come to think of it, Flippy couldn't think of any day when somebody didn't get brutally murdered. He read the caption under the black and white photo of the place he lived. "Ever since last Tuesday afternoon, the citizens ave stopped getting into their usual 'frequent accidents'. The population had stopped decreasing!" Flippy thought long and hard. "Last Tuesday... wasn't that the day I got cured?" He wondered. Was the town changed... because of him? Flippy shrugged it off, and figured it really didn't matter. What was important was that the killing had stopped, and everyone can live on with their lives, knowing that they would live to see the next day. For now...