After the Thron Monster Incident, it is a very rough night, and Dola is ready for bed. Dola gazed at the moon shining outside her window, noting that it appeared significantly brighter than it did in 2016. However, the feelings associated with it are not the same, as Dola recalls her childhood, where the most prominent memory is the abuse she endured. In addition to her fondness for Cartoon Network, Nickelodeon, and Disney Channel, Dola finds it challenging to feel connected, especially as her mother battles her brother, who is also her husband, amidst daily eviction notices and unpleasant odors. Dola vividly remembers the sounds of her parents' frustration, and as she reflects on the moon she observed in her youth, she notices its brightness fluctuates with each passing year.

For the time being, Dola stays with Elid to sleep. She climbs into bed, feeling uneasy as Elid whispers about death threats in her sleep, suggesting she is experiencing nightmares. Dola muses. Throughout the night, Dola listens to Elid's murmurs, which serve as her makeshift lullaby, as she finds that noise helps her drift off. As Dola succumbs to sleep, the moonlight dims, and while she continues to hear the ominous whispers, she eventually rises, filled with anger, and leaves the room to take a walk around the department, dressed in Elid's overalls. In her struggle to move forward, she feels the need to observe the moon one last time.As she walks to the park, Dola seeks to distance herself from the department, reflecting on her life as a detective, which brings to mind not the happiest memories, but rather those that instill a sense of pride within her. The flowers are in bloom, and the scent of the fresh night air envelops Dola, evoking a wave of nostalgia. Overcome with emotion, she collapses to her knees, burdened by memories of trauma, and silently weeps. The white girl's beautiful doll, who comes close to her, notices a frown on her face.Crisker, as she notices Dola's tears and approaches her slowly, gently patting her head. Dola looks up at the enigmatic girl, Crisker, who resembles a doll with pink lipstick, clear eyes, white hair adorned with daisies, and an elegant white puffy dress embellished with laces and ribbons. Dola gazes at Crisker.

"I do not intend to behave in this manner. I am weary of this situation. I feel as though I have no outlet for my emotions. Please, I require some time alone," Dola wishes to weep, yet her face restrains the tears; the pain within her longs to be released. Crisker extended her hand towards Dola, reaching out to pull her from the ground, suggesting, "A walk will help ease your mind."

 Dola managed a smile and began to stroll alongside the doll known as Crisker.The girls meandered along a path encircling the rivers, where the lakes brimmed with fish and stones, accompanied by the sounds of crickets and the hooting of owls. Crisker inquired, "I prefer not to ask 'are you okay now?' because I can sense that you are not alright."

Dola mouthed, "I mean, I wish I had a better understanding—"

THUMP!

Interrupted, Crisker and Dola heard a loud sound coming from the woods. 

Hathen and Rockin are up to no good! Hathen and Rockin are fighting BIGFOOT!! What the hell! But how did it all start in the middle of the night? Well, Hathen and Rockin were wandering through the local park, their friends lazing in the sun. A wonderful smell wafted through the air, pulling them toward the nearby food stand. It was Chicken Charlie's famous chicken sandwich, a hot favorite among the townsfolk. With golden crispy chicken and tangy sauce, that sandwich became the center of attention. Suddenly, they heard a loud growl coming from the woods behind the food stand. It was none other than Bigfoot himself, a legendary creature said to roam the nearby mountains. With his shaggy fur and towering frame, Bigfoot looked quite hungry, and to everyone's surprise, he pointed a massive finger at the chicken sandwich sitting on the counter. Hathen, ever the competitive one, turned to Rockin with a fiery look in his eyes and exclaimed, "Let's challenge Bigfoot for that sandwich!" Rockin was hesitant at first, aware of the stories about Bigfoot's strength, but the thought of missing out on the best sandwich in town was too tempting to resist. They approached Bigfoot cautiously, who was crouched down, staring hungrily at the sandwich. "We want to challenge you!" shouted Hathen.

Bigfoot's eyes widened. He let out a low grunt and nodded, as he seemed to understand their challenge. Just then, a group of onlookers gathered, their excitement building. The challenge was set; the winner would take the chicken sandwich. Hathen decided to go first, planning to show off his speed. With a quick dash, he ran towards Bigfoot, intending to tackle him, but Bigfoot simply stepped aside, showing impressive agility for his size. Rockin couldn't help but chuckle as Hathen landed face-first in the grass. Next, it was Rockin's turn, and he devised a clever plan. He pulled out a handful of shiny marbles and threw them on the ground, hoping to distract Bigfoot. The plan worked; Bigfoot, mesmerized by the shiny orbs, began chasing after them. Rockin felt triumphant and grabbed the chicken sandwich, but as he turned, he noticed Bigfoot towering above him again, projecting an expression of pure determination.

The onlookers gasped as Rockin realized he had been too hasty. They needed a new plan, and fast. Amidst the commotion, a strange light appeared in the sky, catching everyone's attention. It grew brighter until it became a beam of light that engulfed Hathen, Rockin, and Bigfoot. Before they knew it, they were whisked away to the moon. Floating in space, the three of them looked down at the beautiful blue planet they called home, bewildered at how they had just landed on the moon. Suddenly, they noticed a figure dancing beneath the stars. It was none other than Michael Jackson, glimmering in a sleek silver outfit and surrounded by sparkling gems that seemed to float freely around him.

"Stop right there!" Rockin shouted, realizing that Michael was about to take the moon's precious gems. Hathen and Bigfoot glanced at each other, their previous rivalry forgotten. Rockin organized a new team with an odd alliance: a human, a furry creature, and a famous pop star. Together, they decided to confront Michael Jackson. Instead of fear, they felt a strange excitement about the adventure they were embarking on. As they approached, Michael smiled and began to moonwalk, effortlessly gliding away from them. Hathen, feeling uncharacteristically brave, shouted, "You can't take those gems!"

Michael paused, a twinkle in his eye, and replied, "Why not? I'm just gathering them for a song. They will look fabulous on stage." Bigfoot, recognizing their opportunity, let out a loud growl that echoed through the vast emptiness of space. It was the sound of strength, a deep rumble that made Michael reconsider. Realizing they needed to work together to prevent the gems from being taken, Rockin hatched another plan. He challenged Michael to a dance-off right there on the moon, with the fate of the gems hanging in the balance.

The rules were simple: whoever danced the best would take the gems. With a nod, Michael accepted. He started with smooth moves, gliding effortlessly, while Hathen followed with his own unique style: a mix of flapping arms and exaggerated hip movements. Bigfoot, not wanting to be left out, clumsily attempted to dance, causing the dusty moon surface to kick up clouds of powder. The audience of stars seemed to twinkle in applause as the moon became a stage. The dance-off intensified, with each dancer trying to outshine the other, revealing surprising talent.

In the end, Rockin and Hathen managed to execute a synchronized move that involved Bigfoot's massive body. They formed a chain, giving one last perfect whirl, and the moon reverberated with energy, impressing even Michael Jackson. Out of breath but smiling, Michael laughed and agreed to share the gems, realizing the fun they had and the power of friendship in unexpected places.

As they all returned to Earth, Bigfoot happily accepted a piece of Chicken Charlie's famous sandwich, now a legend known by all and a bridge between humans and creatures alike. They laughed about their silly adventures, knowing they would have many more stories to share, with a friendship that transcended rivalries and boundaries, reminding everyone of the magic of collaboration in the most mysterious places of all. Dola and Crisker notice this mysterious outbreak over chicken sandwiches, that this could not count as a case, but more like a fever dream. 

Author's Note

Start date: March 1 2026

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Note from Author:

It was March 1, the day I started writing a couple stories, and it was going well, but this is a big challenge for me because I was working on Phone Sword Defeats Wizard and White Boy Turns to Black Boy at the time. And I work at two ***. So it was challenging. I did multitask multiple times between work and writing, so I can do this. I have been following this lifestyle since 2018.

Before reading the story, Monster Police Eat Children was made in 2019 on Wattpad and Tapas, and since the story is outdated but never finished, the improved but remastered stories will come out in 2026. For the sake of writing the longest Confusing World series, Monster Police Eat Children will tell a new story about Dola Trouble, the detective who deals with Death to die but must complete its task before she can die. The monster police I grew up writing about since high school will still be there, but not the rest of the side characters, like the gangsters and the literature club. This story will be about death, imagination, and loss of living. Gorham and Crisker, along with Theo, Alvina, Frankenstein, and Creature from Different Faces from Painting, will be back with the six-month trip to where the monster police will be taking place.

During the time of writing, my writing has been draining with weak word choices and sentences; my mind is way out of control. With writing on comics having improved, for now, I have to type slowly and need to read more books, which I am doing in my spare time. However, this series will use AI because this story got half the story deleted by accident, and I have to use an AI story generator to make this series not only horror but comedy, since Confusing Worlds has comedy in it. Like the story with Bigfoot and Michael Jackson, yes, it feels like I rushed it out because it was 11:10 pm at the time, but I really did like want to write alot and mess up with tons of grammar issues. Back then, I only used Grammarly before it got famous. I was very good at writing, but now that I am done with school, I am barely on my laptop since I need to save electricity. But also have to deal with work and writing other comics for this moment in time, I know this is a rough time for me, I know I rush things, and it is not good to rush, but I want to make as many stories as I can with Monster Police Eats Children, I have the whole plot down and how it will end, yes, I am sorry that I use AI for this, but for the nest chapters, I will have to do a lot of Grammerly and rewriting since when I use AI, some of the writing techniques I wrote back in high school are very similar, so I kept it on. 

More chapters are coming, and I promise myself DO NOT TOUCH THE AI!!