synopsis: Unikitty and her friends, Puppycorn, Hawkodile, Dr. Fox and Richard go to Los Angeles to celebrate production wrap-up of their TV show. However, they discover that a familiar foe known as Eagleator is there, seeking a Hollywood career, reigniting a rivalry between him and Hawkodile. Meanwhile Master Frown and Brock attempt to sabotage the vacation, believing they weren’t invited.
cast breakdown. might not be as much change from the original show. ages besides unikitty and puppycorn’s are made up:
Princess Unikitty is the 11 year old ruler of the Unikingdom and the one who planned the vacation down the middle with help from her friends. She ensures that the vacation go as planned without any negativity so she and her friends can have the time of their lives.
Prince Puppycorn is the 9 year old younger brother of Unikitty. He likes watching sports and his favorite destination in LA is Randy’s Donuts (Puppycorn loves donuts).
Hawkodile is the kingdom’s 31 year old bodyguard and the brawns of the group. His favorite destination in LA is Venice Beach so he can show off to his fellow peers. Unlike his rival, who we’ll get to later, Hawk is more about pride instead of ego and shows off his skills for the sake of impressing his friends.
Dr. Fox, 27 years old, is the brains of the bunch. With a main interest in science, her favorite destination in LA is the Griffith Observatory. However, she dislikes corn. I must also mention that Hawkodile really, really loves her!
And Richard is… well, Richard is just Richard (57 years). Dunno what to say about him except he loves paperclips.
Master Alan Frown, age 23, while being the show’s main antagonist, doesn’t play a role as the AU’s main antagonist, but instead him and roommate Brock, age 27, are trying to get involved with the main five’s vacation. Master Frown attempts to sabotage the vacation, believing he wasn’t invited, while Brock reluctantly follows along, preferring to have fun.
And that brings me to the AU’s true main antagonist, none other than this very blog’s unofficial mascot Eagleator himself, the 34 year old archnemesis of Hawkodile. Buckle up everyone because I’m about to say a mouthful, so where do I start with this hot piece of work? Here’s a recap: he used to be friends with Hawkodile. Then he turned on him over a pair of sunglasses. Then he was ignored for virtually the entire season by the main cast. Then he lost the award for Most Shredded in the Kingdom to his worst enemy, so what does Eagleator do in this alternate universe? He moves to Hollywood to become a star. A star that shines brighter than Sirius, even! He starts hitting the gym more often, folks will say even harder than hitting Hawkodile in the face. He gains a massive following on the beach and later on social media just by flexing his almighty muscles. He begins appearing in intense action films. All of this with one goal in mind: to upstage and humiliate Hawkodile once and for all!
And then there’s the mysterious Score Creeper (age unknown as he is a ghost), I haven’t exactly decided what role he should play in this AU except that even though they have not canonically interacted in the show, here he is a huge fan of Eagleator and wants his autograph to keep for a lifetime.
Oh and Flamurtle (age 28) is Eagleator’s social media rival I guess
ok that’s all i got let me know what you think constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated BYE
if only i was better at animating scenes longer than two or five seconds i could animate eagleator dancing like michael jackson like full on hip thrusts and spinning around and moonwalking and making hawkodile feel jealous and wishing he could dance like him befksbfksjfskdnskfkssnfflakfbadkk
A Unikitty fanmade episode, written by Steel Kunoichi
Summary: After years of putting up with Eagleator's explosive outbursts, the group decides to sign him up for anger management. His therapist: Dr. Bunny.
"Eagleator, we need to talk."
Unikitty, who was usually a cheery princess, seemed sterner and more worried than cheery this time around. Eagleator was not one for having serious conversations, especially with Unikitty and her friends.
"What about?" he muttered, unenthused.
"To tell you the truth," Dr. Fox chimed in, "it's your temper."
Eagleator never thought in his life that he would be questioning why the Unigang of all people would be concerned about his temper.
"My temper?" Eagleator replied, "The hell're you talkin' about? The hell's that concern you with anything?"
"Well," Dr. Fox explained, "you've developed quite a reputation for acting out in the worst possible scenarios, and I think it's gotten to a point where something needs to be done about it."
Just then, Eagleator's rival, Hawkodile, hesitantly added onto Dr. Fox's statement. "Yeah, and if I'm honest, I think your outbursts have gone beyond our personal issues together..."
Cue montage of all the times Eagleator had raged over the years, starting with his outburst at the dojo when he didn't get the sunglasses, and also his reaction to losing an award he was nominated for. The montage escalated to every-day activity: he almost immediately destroyed a table after stubbing his toe on one of the table's legs; he chucked his smartphone out the window after his selfie was made fun of by detractors; him trying to keep his cool over unruly passengers on an airplane; aggressively abusing his car horn while stuck in traffic; raging after spilling hot coffee on himself; destroying a TV after watching his favorite sports team lose a game; stomping on his controller after Brock singlehandedly defeated him in a fighting video game; him trying to open packaging even without his gloves but failing spectacularly, among other things.
Following the montage, Unikitty spoke up. "My little brother Puppycorn is not here with us right now because your temper has scared him into not wanting to see you, and Richard is afraid that you'll crumble him into pieces."
"Hold on," Eagleator interrupted, "didn't Hawkodile almost kill Richard one time?"
Cue flashback of Hawkodile crushing Richard with his hands. Cut back to present day - the Unigang still looked concerned - Eagleator's eyes fixated judgmentally on his adoptive brother.
"This.... doesn't have anything to do with me right now," Hawkodile said, reluctantly.
"That's why," Dr. Fox continued, "we're setting you up for anger management therapy effective immediately." Eagleator tried to protest against this decision, but the vixen interrupted. "I've booked the perfect therapist to help sort out your anger problems."
Eagleator sighed. "Don't tell me it's one of your closest friends..."
"It's Dr. Bunny."
Eagleator let out a deeper sigh.
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Following the conversation, the Unigang drove Eagleator to the nearest residential treatment center to sort out his anger issues. Eagleator being, well, Eagleator, insisted he fly there himself, but the gang refused it, thinking he would tire himself mid-flight or fly elsewhere. But nevertheless, there he was, sitting patiently - well, impatiently - in the waiting room.
The Unigang (save for Puppycorn and Richard) sat beside him as well - Unikitty was reading a book about how candy is made, Hawkodile and Dr. Fox were having a totally-not-romantic conversation… and Eagleator was tapping his foot nervously, a look of boredom and dread on his face.
Reading books wasn’t his favorite thing to do, and neither was engaging in definitely-not-flirty conversations. There was nothing interesting for him to do in the waiting room. No weights to lift, nor was there much room to do push-ups.
He just sat there, waiting anxiously, until the sound of a door opening made him flinch.
“Eagleator?”
It was Dr. Bunny who opened the door. Eagleator immediately turned to face her, hearing his name called after a long time.
And when he turned to face her, Dr. Bunny felt her face heat up ever so slightly. Just at the sight of his sculpted, muscular body. She quickly regained her composure after a while, as Eagleator unenthusiatically stood up and followed Dr. Bunny to her therapist’s office.
Upon entering, Eagleator examined the office. It was neat and tidy, even more so than his own home, and that’s saying a lot. After much looking around, Dr. Bunny told him to sit down, which he did.
Unfortunately the chair he sat down slightly creaked under his weight.
But fortunately for the chair, Eagleator didn’t flip out.
Yet.
“I take it this is your first time?” Dr. Bunny said as the two got settled. Eagleator subtly nodded. “So the Unikingdom’s Fab Five hit me up and had me schedule this appointment with you because of your anger problems. Is this true?”
Eagleator sighed, then replied reluctantly, “…Yes.”
“Okay,” Dr. Bunny said as she took out a notebook with a green cover on it. “Are you willing to go into detail on your anger problems?”
Eagleator was at first hesitant, but eventually gathered the courage to explain. “Well…” he began, “it’s a long story. I guess it all started when uh, Hawkodile received the sunglasses that I really wanted, and…well, there was also that time I got caught in traffic…”
Cue flashback of Eagleator stuck in a freeway traffic jam, surrounded by several other cars, sounding their horns loudly. Eagleator was punching his car horn the hardest of all the cars - so hard in fact that the force of his punches broke the horn. This only caused him to get more angry, so much so that he fired his engine and plowed through all of the cars in front of him.
“There was also that time I was havin’ trouble opening a water bottle…”
Another flashback, this time of Eagleator attempting to cool himself off on a hot summer’s day at the Unikingdom Stadium. He took out a water bottle and attempted to open it unsuccessfully. He tried removing his gloves to open the bottle, but to no avail. Rage began to build up, and after several failed attempts, Eagleator threw the water bottle onto the field, disrupting a kickball game in the process.
“And there was that time I lost my cool over a game of Madden…with a good chunk of my money on the line. Don’t ask me why.”
One more flashback, this time of Eagleator playing Madden against Brock at Master Frown’s apartment. The game was 37-35 in Eagleator’s favor in the waning moments of the last quarter. Brock suddenly, and successfully pulled off a desperation Hail Mary touchdown pass to win the game 42-37, causing Eagleator to suddenly hit his breaking point - he destroyed his game controller by stomping on it, threw it at the TV, and smashed it beyond repair, ripping apart his tank top in a fit of rage - much to Brock’s horror.
“An’ there was this time I flew onto stage and punched Hawkodile in the face I won an award for and I purposely ripped apart my $500 suit and got taken off the stage by security and…” Eagleator finally stopped himself, and eyed Dr. Bunny who was still writing in her notebook.
And by writing, she was actually drawing pictures of Eagleator himself!
Eagleator attempted to catch Dr. Bunny's attention. "Uhh... Hello? Earth to Doc?"
"Huh? ...Oh right! I think I know some coping mechanisms to alleviate your anger." Dr. Bunny reached into her pocket and took out a yellow stress ball with a smiley face on it. "This hand exercise ball should help relieve your stress. Just squeeze it nice and tight!"
She then handed the ball over to Eagleator. He looked at the ball, took Dr. Bunny's word for it, and squeezed the ball. While he was doing this, he felt a squeezing sensation on his arm - almost like his bicep was a stress toy for Dr. Bunny to squeeze!
"Wh-what're you doing?" Eagleator asked, confused.
Suddenly, as Dr. Bunny was squeezing his bicep, and as Eagleator was squeezing the stress ball so hard and so tight... the stress ball popped.
What followed was a moment of silence for the fallen stress toy.
"You know what?" Dr. Bunny said, breaking the silence. "I think we should try something else." She thought about it for a moment before an idea clicked in her head. "I know! Let's try a guided visualization. Hopefully it'll go well! All you're gonna wanna do is close your eyes and think of something that brings you peace."
Eagleator reluctantly took the doctor's word for it again, took a deep breath, and shut his eyes. "Okay, I got my eyes closed."
"Now, what do you see at the moment with your eyes closed?"
"I...." Eagleator hesitated, "I only see the insides of my eyelids." Dr. Bunny chuckled at his sub-par sense of humor. "Wait," Eagleator said, "I think I see something..."
"You do? What do you see?"
"I see myself knockin' Hawkodile into next Thursday. Heh."
Dr. Bunny did a double take, and said, "Wait, that's what brings you peace?"
"What can I say, Doc?" Eagleator said as he opened one eye, "I hate the bastard. He always gets on my nerves with his 'I'm so cool, look at me, look at my ten-pack abs' crap."
"Woah, watch your language, kids are reading this," Dr. Bunny said, breaking the fourth wall, trying to hide her crush on Eagleator (luckily for her, the heart sparkle matter she emitted wasn't enough to crush her down to size). "Let's try journaling!" She handed Eagleator a notebook for him to write in, and a pencil to go with it. "All I need you to do is write down how you feel. If that helps, I'll write down my feelings too!"
Eagleator reluctlantly smiled affirmatively. As Dr. Bunny got off to write in her notebook, Eagleator stared down at his own notebook, with the pencil beside it. After much hesitation, he finally opened the notebook to an empty page, gripped the pencil in his hand, sighed deeply, and started writing.
"For some reason, people don't seem to pay any attention to me."
Eagleator's grip on the pencil was so tight, that it suddenly snapped in half in the middle of writing. Frustration began to build as he started using the bottom half of the pencil to continue writing.
"People don't seem to care about me-"
His grip on the pencil was again so tight that it tore through the paper - in fact, it tore through at least three pages of the notebook. This caused Eagleator to suddenly lose his cool - he chucked the broken pencil onto the table, ripped up the torn pages from the notebook, crumbled and tore them apart, before slamming the notebook onto the table and chucking it out the window, leaving Dr. Bunny in shock as she was writing how she felt... about Eagleator, in flowery fanfic language.
She noticed Eagleator hyperventilating in a fit of rage, as he gradually managed to control his breathing after a minute or two. Then Dr. Bunny came to a realization: Maybe his main coping mechanism, after all, is destruction.
She finally broke the silence.
"Eagleator," she said, "I'm sorry that none of my suggested coping mechanisms are working. But that's okay, I think I know the perfect solution. Follow me!"
She calmly took Eagleator's hand as he stood up and followed Dr. Bunny outside the room. As they walked down the hallway, she felt her heart rate increase, almost matching Eagleator's during his tantrum. Thoughts ran through her mind: "His hand is so cold, yet so warm at the same time. The way he breathes... it actually takes my breath away. If he's jealous about Hawkodile's abs, I wonder if he has chiseled abs of his own under that tanktop - snap out of it Dr. Bunny! You're a licensed doctor! Do your job! We're almost there."
After a long walk, Dr. Bunny led Eagleator to a doorway that leads to an enclosed rage room. The two looked at each other - Eagleator's with a look of doubt, Dr. Bunny's with a look of reassurance, not to mention enamored.
"It's all yours," she said.
Eagleator subtly nodded, gently opened the door, and ventured inside the room, closing the door behind him.
As he entered the room, he found himself surrounded by various assorted objects, ranging from various household appliances, a rundown TV that was somehow turned on, a shelf containing pottery, among other things. He examined every object in the room, but alas, there was nothing important for him to destroy at the moment. To him, it seemed like an ordinary room.
That was until something caught his eye: an old computer from the 1990s. It wasn't turned on yet, so he walked up to the computer, sat down and booted it up. It was his first time using the computer in ages.
He was soon greeted by the computer's welcome screen, followed by a warm, synthy piano jingle. A pop-up message then showed up over the teal background of the computer's screen, asking for his username and password.
Eagleator attempted to type on the keyboard, trying to remember his username and password from his boring, non-actiony office-mandated licenseless days. Alas, his boxing gloves only allowed him to type unintelligible gibberish, so he took off the gloves, that way he was able to type properly on the keyboard. He tried his hardest to guess what his username and password was, but every attempt gave him this message:
"The username or password is incorrect."
It took four tries for him to successfully remember his credentials. He crossed his heart and typed.
And then, a fuse blew in Eagleator's head. His breathing deepened and increased in speed. His heart started pounding. His eyes grew bloodshot. He gritted his teeth.
He was furious.
Without warning, all hell broke loose.
He banged his keyboard real hard with his clenched fists, causing the keys to fly in all sorts of directions (one of the keys even poked him in his right eye). He then started smashing the keyboard on the desk as hard as he can until there were no keys left on the keyboard. He then swung the keyboard, as if it were a katana, at the computer's monitor, causing the screen to break almost immediately. He kept swinging until the monitor was beyond disrepair, before snapping the keyboard in half over his knee. In the midst of it all, he heard a familiar voice from the TV.
"Hi, I'm Sensei Hawkod-"
Eagleator immediately picked up the computer's central unit and chucked it at the TV, unable to stand the sight of Hawkodile and the sound of his voice. The TV screen shattered right away, but Eagleator wasn't done there. He suddenly took a steel chair and further smashed the TV with it. He began smashing plates everywhere, some pieces of the plate scraping his face, which only made him more furious.
He even took a refrigerator and shoved it into the oven, causing a fire to break out, triggering the sprinkler system. Water began sprinkling everywhere like rain, as the storm continued raging on.
Outside the room, Dr. Bunny observed Eagleator working away at the hapless objects through the window. She saw that he was drenched from the downpour of the sprinkler system, causing his scales and feathers to glisten. His clothes were now soaking wet, so much so that one can see his muscles through his shirt via the naked eye. This only caused Dr. Bunny to swoon even more.
Eagleator then somehow shoved the oven that still had the refrigerator in it into an activated washing machine. Machinery parts began flying everywhere as the room began to deteriorate in quality, as Eagleator shifted his attention to various other objects in the room - throwing himself onto a table, causing it to break, and punching several holes in the wall.
Finally, after what seemed like a half-hour of destruction... the demolition derby was over. The room was now in disrepair: the floor was littered with once-functioning appliances, the wall now resembled that of Swiss cheese, the now destroyed electronics were emitting sparks and smoke, and the sprinklers continued to rain.
Eagleator was standing tall over the mess, fists clenched, once again attempting to control his breathing, not noticing Dr. Bunny staring at him through the window in awe.
Suddenly, his breathing began to stutter, and his fists unclenched. And then, his eyes started to water as a lump developed in his throat.
Dr. Bunny hesitated but gathered the strength to open the door to the rage room, seeing the amount of damage caused. Eagleator slowly turned to face her, tears running down his face.
"Feeling better?" she asked.
Eagleator's voice quivered as he slowly left the room, approaching the doctor. "I guess so..." He then dropped to his knees, and for the first time in his life...
He began to cry.
Real tears.
Real, actual tears.
Not the artificial tears he advertised on TV, for once.
Eagleator looked directly at Dr. Bunny, and the two embraced each other tightly, as he further broke into tears.
"This is..." he began. "This might be the happiest I've ever felt in my life." He sniffed as he hugged Dr. Bunny even tighter.
"I'm happy to hear that," said Dr. Bunny, with a smile, before she quipped, "I didn't know you could actually let it out like that. Is it the Tough Guy Tears, like... in your ads?"
"No," Eagleator sniffed, "it's not Tough Guy Tears... I'm... I'm actually crying."
Dr. Bunny pat Eagleator on the back mid-hug, as he continued to weep. "There, there," she said. "It's okay. Are you calm now?"
Eagleator hesitated, but finally nodded silently. Dr. Bunny wiped his tears off with her sleeve and gestured to him to follow her back to the waiting room, where the Unigang was waiting for him.
Back in the waiting room, Hawkodile and Dr. Fox were still having a conversation to pass the time, and Unikitty was still reading (this time she was reading another book, this time about the history of art), when the door opened, capturing their attention, as Dr. Bunny led Eagleator back to the waiting room to check out.
"I think we have the savage beast under control," Dr. Bunny said, giving a thumbs up to the group.
Unikitty smiled, setting the book down. "That's great!" she said, "How were you able to calm him down?"
"It's a long story," Dr. Bunny said. "But anyways," she continued, facing Eagleator, handing him a clipboard and a pen, "I'd like you to sign your name on this form, right on the dotted line."
Eagleator obeyed, signing his name on the form with the pen in his hand. He then paused, and with a smirk on his face, took the pen and snapped it in half like a twig.
this is my apology for being lazy out of nowhere and accidentally putting off chapter 6. i will try to be slightly more consistent with my story writing the next time i announce a chapter.
so here's a classic retro-styled drawing of hawkodile and eagleator playing some good ol' nightclub jazz made by yours truly.
i once again apologize for the lack of updates and look forward to updating my main story fanfic as soon as possible.
To celebrate my 500th post on my main blog, I will be hosting an art contest centered around the Uniwood AU! This challenge will be to draw any popular culture reference but with Unikitty characters. Your drawing can be a reference to anything, it could be a movie, TV show, music album cover, anything! I'd also like to go over the main rules of this contest.
First, please refrain from making NSFW references, tracing other peoples' artworks, and using generative AI. This is because this is a contest meant to be enjoyed by all ages, and we heavily discourage all forms of plagiarism, including tracing and especially AI-usage.
Second, please be nice to each other, as our main goal of this contest is to have fun and there is no need to be competitive. Bullying will be punished with an immediate disqualification.
Third, if your reference involves any romance, please ensure that you refrain from using any problematic ships, including child x adult or incestuous relationships, foster or blood. In other words, ships like Unifrown and Hawkogator are strongly prohibited. However, non-problematic ships like Hawkofox and Frock are welcome.
If you wish to include fan characters, you are allowed to do so. However if you want to draw someone else's character, it is in your best interest to ask for permission first.
Contest runs until August 27th, 2026! To submit your artwork, use the submission feature on @steelkunoichi or @uniwoodaublog - there are tutorials on how to submit your artwork to either of these blogs.
Since my art contest only got two submissions, I will be extending the deadline from June 4th to August 27th.
I understand this is a bit of a stretch, but I want to ensure this gives everyone enough time to get their submissions in by the ninth anniversary of the day Unikitty! aired its last episode.
I’m aiming to receive at least ten or fifteen submissions for this contest.
The rules and regulations as well as how to submit your work remains the same - either tag @uniwoodaublog or use the submission feature (if the mentioning thing does not work, we suggest using the inbox submission feature). Please make sure that your submission is not a trace-over of another one’s work, is not made with AI, and doesn’t contain NSFW or gore.
