So, fun fact about Arthur, they do *tons* of glimpses into the future, and in a nontrivial number of them DW is the actual president of the USA

"I don't think she went to art school--I think she's like a dictator." Well, those were Hitler's two options and we all know how that turned out.

"doesn't go to art school" "becomes a dictator" Uh oh

“I bet they’re full of broth.” “...They’re children.” “They’re not REAL.”

D.W. taking over the United States: "The Constitution can't stop me, I can't read!"

I feel like no one appreciated Jacob saying “Tom’s the cat, like a tomcat, and Jerry’s the mouse, like a jerrymouse”

"He's gonna be like in a cat wheelchair." "Yaaaaay." "After Jerry took his legs." "... Ooohhhh."

"Dang it D.W.! Grilling is for everyone! Grilling is for the people."

“DW went to art school” “Gets rejected” “Becomes a dictator” Sounds pretty familiar to me

"Lore Librarian's younger sister... Lore Librarian." the hardest-core fans: _scrambling to open a new tab_ Quick, add that to the wiki!

I love when Julia says something very confidently and casually and literally everyone else is just like "... what in Gods Name are you talking about?"

"I wanna collect all the Hanks." Sounds like someone has a... Hankering...

"why is he sexy?" "he stopped being chauvinistic"

“he’s gonna be in like a cat wheelchair-” “yeeaaaaaaaaaaahh!” “-after jerry took his legs” “ohhhhhhhhhhh..”

Literally all Julia did was draw Johnny Bravo with stubble and everyone else was sold on it immediately Including myself

“Future DW” ah yes, business Catra.

"she didn't go to art school, she became a dictator". We had this origin story already in Germany

"He's gonna be in like a cat...wheelchair" "yayyy :)" "because Jerry took his legs" "..ohhhh :/" "and Jerry's walking around on them now" "WHAT?"

Definitely not me simping over Karina’s timeskip dictator DW...

Something about “binkus” makes me absolutely lose it

Watch there are gonna be some kids who’s first media crush is Karina’s dystopian future DW

Let’s be honest here, we’re all impressed by julia’s lore librarian impression

you know a character is an evil dictator when they touch glass with their bare hand.

"And jerry is a mouse like a Jerrymouse" no-one questioned it

“All I feel is pro-pain Bobby...” -Hank Hill, in the apocalypse probably.

“Stop it DW, this will only end in pain” ‘Arthur’ pleaded, “how many more people must you hurt” She tried to tell herself she wasn’t listening, but it was a lie. Still, DW pretend to not be bothered, looking out of the window to the ruined city bellow. “Stop ignoring me, you know I’m right” ‘Arthur’ said “And if you are?” DW responded with a smirk, “I’m already the worst of the worst, I don’t see really see myself getting out of this” “That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try, please, I know the good DW is still in there.” She laughed at him “you really think that pathetic attempt would convince me, you should know better” Ignoring her he went on, “this is your last chance, the riots are getting worse and worse, it’s only a matter of time before they break through to you” “You know I’ll just flee right. I’ll take a nice helicopter to one of my private islands and live out the rest of my life in comfort” “What about everyone else?” “Those traitors you mean? Ha, let them die, it’s what they deserve for doubting me” There was a pause, for a moment DW thought she had finally shut him up, then he in a small voice. “This isn’t what buster would have wanted” “Shut up!” She yelled, turning to ‘Arthur’ for the first time, “this has nothing to do with him” He look at DW with a look close to pity, “this has everything to do with him” She looked at him for the first time in a while, it was hard to look at him, it reminded DW of a sweeter time, but like black oil on pure sweet water, she couldn’t think about those times without thinking about the painful memories too. Looking at Arthur brought it all back. It might have been different if he had been older, but looking at him, he looked exactly how she remembered him. Those same dorky glasses and outfit that had once annoyed her only made her sad. “Stop, please, it’s not too late” he told her “It’s what I would have wanted” Suddenly DW felt a rage welling up inside her “how dare you” she suddenly grabbed her pistol from its place on the desk and pointed it at Arthur “This won’t solve anything” he said “I know” she replied before closing her eyes and shooting him When she opened them all trace of ‘Arthur’ was gone and she was alone again. She suddenly felt very tired. She went to her chair and sank into it. It was skillfully made to be perfect for her, but all she wanted at that moment was to be in a cheaper chair in a smaller building eating a meal with the four people she longed to be with the most. They were gone though. Her office door burst open as security guards entered. Her head guard approached. “We were told there was a gunshot ma’am” DW calmed herself and put on her mask, “there was indeed a gunshot, a gunshot that you took nearly a minute to respond to. I shouldn’t need to tell you that is unacceptable.” “Yes ma’am” they replied in unison “Next time get here in under 30” “Yes ma’am” “You are dismissed” As she watched them go she wondered how long she would be able to keep this up, shooting him was only temporary and he comes back louder each time. And she was already so tired. How long would it be until she stopped pointing the gun at him altogether. She looked out the window again. “I’m going to see this damn thing through”

Love the implication by calling DW “DW Arthur” that Arthur’s name is “Arthur Arthur”

I just love how giggly everyone on this show is. Yall sound like you're having fun and it makes it fun to listen to.

"I stopped being Binky when I thrown from her tower, now I'm only Binkus" - Binkus leader of the resistance

"The shorter your bangs are the better you are at art." Me with no bangs: *big art time*

"A bunch of car-less New Yorkers fail to remember what hood ornaments are called" is a wild mood

I love the fact that the entire summary of yugioh 5d's that they give is "playing childrens' card games and riding motorcycles is banned, but only if you're poor"

guys, PLEASE draw cryptids as animal crossing characters. PLEEEEEEASE

Next episode: "drawfee draws their Hank-sona" 10/10 would like to see that.

"Artists Draw Hank Hill in randomly generated settings" seem like a promising episode concept

OK but future DW is like a full on queen.

I swear, the more adamant Jacob was about Tom not being cute, the cuter he got.

I recently had a dream where Drawfee had to do an apology video because Jacob had used dark magic on camera. Please draw weird reasons why you would get cancelled.

So my headcanon is that D.W is actually smitten by the himbo know as Johnny Bravo She questions her evil because of love, but Naydeen, her evil supercomputer continues to tell her that she's being illogical. Still, although she ultimately has the power to quash the resistance, she keeps letting them get away, because of Johnny. Maybe in a later act she tries to stop the production of sentient cars, but then Naydeen turns on her and now Jerry is the CEO.

"He's gonna be in a cat wheelchair" "Yeeeeah!" "After Jerry took his legs" "ooooooh"

I didn't know Arthur Shippuden was the thing I wanted most until just now.

“He’s gonna be in a cat wheelchair” “Yaaay” “After Jerry took his legs” “Ohhhh” “And now Jerry’s walking around on them.” “What?!”

As a window washer, you have no idea how much I appreciate you saying that you don't touch glass with your bare hands. Thank you. Seriously. Thank you so much. Please continue your most excellent behavior 🙏❤️

OH NO emotionally matured Johnny with stubble! I think I'm in love!

"Dammit, DW!" Hank bellowed, clutching Johnny's injured form to his chest. "Is this what you wanted? Is this what your _brother_ would have wanted?! A self-driving future, free from propane and propane accessories?!" The CEO smirked down at him, her cruel, empty eyes showing no sign of wavering. "Perhaps this is exactly what Arthur would have wanted? Who can truly say? But it's certainly what _I_ wanted." Behind her, her legion of sentient vehicles revved their engines, a clear sign of an impending charge. Hank knew the sound far too well, had heard the same battle cry just before Bobby had been carried off to God-knows-where by a possessed hatchback. In his arms, Johnny tensed, a weak, "Oh momma," whispering from bloody lips. DW waved her lieutenant forward, the world-weary Buster Baxter stepping into view. "You've been a thorn in my side a long time now, Hill. You and that Bravo character. Did you truly think I could let your insurrection breed right beneath my nose? No. I've come too far for that." With a confident tilt of her chin, she turned to Baxter. "Show them," she said. Almost imperceptibly, the rabbit's ears drooped. But he nonetheless reached into his trenchcoat, revealing one last twist. "Tom!!" Hank cried out, staring in horror as the wizened and maimed cat was held aloft in the rabbit's grasp. The ancient feline gave a pitiful meow, weakly blinking his one remaining eye towards Hank and Johnny. Baxter held Tom firm by the scruff of his neck . He was helpless to escape. Turning her back on the scene, DW smirked. Despairing of their one, final chance of a rescue dangling disturbingly from their enemy's hand, Hank hunched down even further over Johnny's still body. There was no comfort to be found there, no brash declarations of victory or surprisingly emotional chats. There was only his compatriot's cracked and broken sunglasses and disturbingly matted hair. For once, the propane filling Hank's veins brought him no comfort with its sweet scent, only an impotent despair. They were out of options. DW had won. Defiantly, he raised his chin, preparing to meet her and her horde of vagabond cars like a man. The click of a safety drew his eyes over to Baxter, though, to where the bunny had turned back towards his employer, pistol in hand and Tom cradled safely to his chest. Hank watched with no small amount of shock as DW's loyal lieutenant turned traitor right before his eyes and declared, "He's right. This _isn't_ what Arthur would have wanted." [scene end]

I’d like to see the sequel to this episode where they draw Bobby hill, Arther, Jerry, and Momma in the same extended universe

"Anyway! Here's everyone enjoying their future." That's called an Epilogue...

My bisexual heart is torn between johnny bravo and DW, I can't manage this-

Julia just casually comes up with the next Dystopian genre trend of creating bio-clothing that incorporates plants and then dismisses it immediately when she finds out she was thinking of something else... Now please draw all the Dystopian plant clothes please!!!!

karina: “DW becomes dictator because Arthur gets thrown into the future and technically becomes disappeared in the past” me: “oh like the Kim possible movie a sitch in time” karina: “just like the Kim possible movie a sitch in time” me: *:0*

I like that Hank became the TF2 Engineer.

Everybody forgot Damien is just hanging from the cables while Tom talks about what life was like before the mice teamed up with DW. Now the story shall continue: Then Binkus comes into the shop to ask Johny Bravo to help the rebellion by aiding supplies, making him turn from fixing the wheels of his comrade, Tom's wheelchair. They discuss what to do about the mice with cat legs scouting out all their little hideouts due to having the agility of a mouse, but the speed of a cat. That's when Propain Hank barges in, exclaiming the mice had stolen the last grill from the rebellion. Without the grills, they couldn't translate the ancient text of the old griller's tale which revealed the location of the chosen one: Arthur. Arthur was the only one who can stop the cruel dictator that DW once and for all. They were down on their luck, most of the cat population legless and ill. Tom was no exception. He was suffering great pain, but he must pass down his wisdom to the chosen cat, Damien. Damien was picked by the feline gods to know how to stop the mice through Tom. Tom was the chosen one before him and had obtained such vital intelligence, but if he remained in his sick state, he'll pass away before he can finish Damien's training and the knowledge will be lost forever. The resistance was down to their luck, and that luck was running out. They had to do something but being forced further into the dry desert-like wasteland was only killing their people faster. To be continued...? If this comment reaches 150 likes, I will make a part two. If this pattern keeps going, I might make a whole discord server for people to discuss as if this whole thing was a book.

Johnny wiped the grease of his brow with the sleeve of his leather jacket. "Don't you worry, Tom, we're gonna get you all fixed up, uh-huh. Momma's got people out looking out for mice, they shouldn't be able to get you here." The elderly tom cat furrowed his brow in concern, looking down at the man repairing his wheelchair. Gingerly, he scratched the back of his head with a paw, then adjusted his eyepatch. Johnny nodded in understanding. "I know, old friend, but don't you worry. Momma didn't raise no fools, uh-huh. Oh Momma is gonna keep you safe, I can promise you th--" The greaser was interrupted as someone burst into the garage. On instinct, Johnny gripped the wrench that was in his hand and turned, ready to start swinging. He stopped short, though, when he saw his lover's face. He immediately softened, letting his hand fall to his side. "Oh-h-h, maaan, Hank, don't sneak up on me like that. I thought you were out fighting the good fight, the Tibble twins and their charcoal and all of that." Hank shook his head, his face creased with worry. He was pale, and Johnny noticed that the cans of beer he usually had strapped to him were gone. Upon closer inspection, Johnny noticed that the propane tank mounted on Hank's right shoulder had been punctured. It was empty. "Oh Momma, what happened?" Johnny asked, stepping away from the lift where the elderly cat sat in his wheelchair. "Are you okay?" "Johnny," Hank said, his voice cracking. "I've learned something terrible. Something real bad." "What is it?" the blond man asked, putting a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder. "What happened?" "The mice, Johnny. I found out where they're getting the technology to steal the cats' legs. It's bad. It's real bad." "Come on, Hank, spit it out, what'd you find?" The man took a deep breath and then looked up at Tom, whose furry face was riddled with concern. "It's DW and that damn Disaster Warning." Johnny gasped. "The company that makes all those rogue cars I hunt," he realized. Hank nodded grimly. "No wonder the mice have been helping them. Turns out they've been working together this whole time." Johnny bowed his head for a moment, then slowly looked up. "Well, we already fight Disaster Warning's cars. What's a couple of mice too?"

I love how immediately Jacob suggested that Hank Hill and Johnny Bravo have romantic tension in this universe.

I was hoping he'd make a Tank Hill where he's a human tank centaur.

21:05 actually, Karina perfectly personified the modern Deus Ex style of future fashion

“I don’t think she went to art school, she’s a dictator” is that a- is that a hit- nvm 😂😂”

“And what do we think has become of her imaginary friend Naydeen in this dark future?” Naydeen is D.W.’s Stand, obviously.

The backstories they lay out be killing me😭😂😂

I love how they just accidentally did the gritty reboots episode again

_“What’s the big boy’s name... Binkus?”_ Holy cow I nearly choked to death on pumpkin seeds

I like to imagine that nothing actually goes wrong in the Hank Hill time skip and he just spends the rest of his days dressed up like that whilst prophesying the inevitable doom of humanity.

When they chose Jhonny Bravo all i could think of was an art I've seen once were he met Samurai Jack and become his friend in sword

rediscovering an old comfort song from middle school via drawfee was not how i expected to spend my night thank you

Hot take: the Lore Librarian is actually an immortal dybbuk that posesses exactly one (1) person at a time, forcing them to issue commands unto the cultists of Drawfee. By extention, in this dark future post-Drawpocalyptic timeline, Tristan Cooper's body is no longer available for possession, so the Lore Librarian was forced to jump onto Julia. Either Tristan is dead (God forbid), or more likely he has fully been consumed by the quest to pet every dog in video games, having fully uploaded himself into the cyberverse so as to do it in person.

"You either die cute, or live long enough to become old" -Jacob

Karina truly understood and assignment, Apocalyptic DW is one of my all time favorites

Calling Jacob out: /Doesn't want to draw eyes /Draws eyepatch /Doesn't want to draw legs /Draws leg blankie I SEE YOU!

Nathan: Propane Punk is born. Karina: Arthur the FanFiction. Jacob: Thoughts That Keep Us Awake at Night. Julia: Cartoon Network FusionFall.

“I don’t think she went to art school; I think she’s like a dictator” nope definitely doesn’t remind me of anyone nobody from history, like definitely not, totally hasn’t happened before, no idea what you’re talking about.

We drink deep today of the Sacred Texts: Kim Possible-A ‘sitch in Time

The post apocalyptic show about Hank Hill, Tom, and Johnny Bravo fighting against tyrant DW, rich people who are keeping propane for themselves, mice with cat legs, and sentient cars sounds amazing! I want it to be 10 seasons long and at the end when humanity falls, I want Lightening McQueen to emerge from the ashes 😂

In a dark future where Arthur’s wasn’t there for DW as a kid, she’s grown up to create self-driving cars. Her imaginary friend Nadine has become her AI helper. As they started to gain too much sentience from the carlashes, her best friend Binky tried to stop her. However, in her need for power, she pushed him off of her tower, and then he was presumed dead. Meanwhile, he’s been in the shadows sparking a revolution, with Buster being a double agent for him. Also she’s allies with the mice for some reason. Mouse leader Jerry, now with the power of Tom’s legs, has risen to DW’s level. They’re working together for a good reason I swear it’s revealed later. Jerry, now in a wheelchair, trains his apprentice Damien to take down the mouse empire. While a revolution rages in the city, something lurks on the outskirts of town. Wild cars are running amock, and Johnny Bravo and the “Oh Mommas” are determined to take them down. They wear pieces of cars as trophies and report back to the big boss, the Momma. Propane Hank has other ideas. Mad over all the grills being used to make more cars, he also wants to take down wild cars. However, he scoffs at how Johnny wears them as decoration. As they battle for the territory around the city, something deeper forms and romance starts to bloom. (40:40-40:47)

“It’s like the Kim Possible movie- A Sitch In Time” dang between all of them Drawfee really gets me

Hears Hank hill is first character for future-drawing, Me: "Propane-Punk?"

I love how grizzled old Tom has a blanket for his non-existent legs

Lore Librarian's younger sister, Laura Librarian

"What if we kissed in the propain future, and I was Hank Hill?" "Propain, and propain punches." Jacob: Mm, I just wanna slurp their little heads up. Nathan:They're children! Jacob: They're not real, they could be filled with broth!

They had the perfect opportunity to bring in Little Suzy from Jonny Bravo (who drives the car?) and they totally missed it! She is canonically a badass.

When ever they said: "What became of Naydine." I imagined a little Naydine being the devil on her shoulder and binky was her angel. So when he shows up alive in the final act it means so much more...

As someone who watched a lot of Arthur as a kid and grew up to be a lesbian, Karina’s drawing of DW is much too attractive and it makes me uncomfortable

me looking at dystopian DW: “oh no, she’s hot!”

I would watch Johnny Bravo: Fury Road

Is anyone gunna point out that Damien is Bruce Wayne’s son

As Johnny “Damian” Bravo tinkers on his master’s wheelchair, he looks back, hearing a disturbance outside. Out there, is a man, a cyborg perhaps. All Johnny can make out about him are the words on his body: “pro” and “pain”. This approaches the auto body shop and asks, “Do you know where any propane and propane accessories are? I’ve been looking for those dang mice too, every since DW started makin them drink propane and run on little wheels inside our cars.” Johnny was stunned, and as he begins to speak, his master says, “ I knew a mouse once, Hank.” “T-Tom?”

From my wife: Drawing challenge: Cats as Benders from the Avatar: The Last Airbender universe.

The amazing art is one thing, but I just love and can't get enough of how well they play off each other and the hilarious jokes. Then the world building connecting all of these was too perfect.

Jacob “ I could suck their head right up “ Me “poor choice of words”

Fan theory: The Oh Mommas are of course led by Momma, but Hank Hill is the leader of the Pro-Pain Gang. They hate each other, but Johnny and Bobby can't help but fall in love. Their family rivalry keeps them apart, but the lovebirds eventually get their families to join together in order to stop DW's heinous plans. Tom fits in because of the cat-legged mice and sentient cars alliance, which is also headed by DW. Why? Because she's part of the animal kingdom too, and doesn't see it as right for the playing fields between species to be so skewed. DW, while wanting to watch the world burn, also just wants true equality. But some people, her friends and family from the show, can't handle that, so she takes control of them with cybernetic mind control devices when they try to stop her. Eventually, all of the groups come together; The Oh Mommas, the Pro-Pain Gang, the cats, and even Jerry returns, explaining to Tom that the only reason Jerry took Tom's legs was because DW had kidnapped Jerry's family. We reach the final scene, where everyone is there to fight DW. However she doesn't fight, rather she uses her mind controlled friends and family to fight for her. But then, her friends and family miraculously break free from the mind control, and stand against DW alongside our heroes. DW explains how she would stop the sentient cars, she would stop giving mice cat legs, and she'd let her family go. However, they'd never catch her. DW then crashes through the window and flies off using a futuristic glider or some crazy shit like that. While life begins returning back to normal, DW's whereabouts are still unknown. Perhaps she returns again in a later season? Who knows. FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON CARTOON SHIPPUDEN

"Dammit, plutocrats! Grilling is for everyone!" should be on a shirt right now please and thank you.

I feel like the future hank hill is just some rip off of Schwarzenegger Mr. Freeze. And yes, I do think that Hank hill makes propane puns in this future.

I love how all of their drawings ended up being in the same universe. it really all came together

I feel like Julia missed an opportunity to name lore librarians sister “Lorelei-brarian”

DW becomes president of the world, promising everybody ponies like she's always dreamed. The people don't want ponies, they want money, jobs, and cars. DW thinks hard about the problem...and decides, cars...could work. They just need to be, more. Trying to splice the beauty and magic in her heart of ponies, and the sheer industrial usefulness of cars she and her tech team go too far; but its too late, she promised everyone and she delivered. The dystopian future begins when cars gain sentience around the world. Years later, DW has lost the promising gleam in her eyes of a woman with a childlike dream. She's had to grow, mature in this madhouse future. She's harder now, her tough term as president the only thing keeping her threadbare sanity from fraying completely. She has to fix this, and she might have a way. Despite her tech team getting her into this mess, they've found a way to fight the cars. Its a crazy idea...all the nimbleness of a mouse, with all the power of a cat. They begin work immediately. WRONG! WRONG! Everything has gone WRONG! Binkus, the lead of her tech team has failed her for the last time. She made sure of it. Project Jerry was a failure, they underestimated the intelligence and capability for violence of the new hybrids. Once they realized their own potential, there was no way to control them. Isolation. DW needed time, so she cordoned off her offices, her city, a domed paradise, free of the cars, free of the hybrids, free of the wasteland surrounding them. She looked out of her skyscraper window contemplating...perhaps Buster would have an idea, without Binkus she would need a new scapegoat anyway. In the abandoned suburbia Hank is doing his routine patrols around the neighborhood. He used to be a family man, a simple man, a propane man. Well, at least he was still a propane man; maybe now more than he ever had been. He would get back at them, those damn hybrids that took everything from him. Feeling the aches over his body he knew, deep down, he was all talk now. 10, 20 years ago he could have still done something...but he was old now. It was time to pass down the mantle, and he knew a kid with potential. Johnny grabbed the rag next to him, wiping the grease off his hands as best he could as he looked over his shoulder to the man that had just entered his garage. Pro-Pain clearly written on his augmentations. They were rare, but more common nowadays; they helped people accomplish things, crazy things they could never do before. Run faster, punch harder, jump higher...useless. All Johnny needed was his body; forged of his own blood, sweat, and tears. Ever since he found out Momma had been working hard fighting the Cars, he joined the cause as well. Her and a man called Binkus always seemed to know what to do to make things happen, to make a difference. This man, Hank...says Johnny can make a difference too. Anything to help Momma, he just has to talk to an old war veteran and learn the ropes...someone called Tom.

I love how they always tell us what they're going to do in the beginning and then quickly somehow manage to do something verry different

40:39 "damnit johnny... you're a loose cannon!" I fucking LOST it

Here's an idea! In the same vein as the "Fursona telephone" how about a silhouette telephone kind of thing? Each of you draws a character before the show, you then fill it in with black to create the silhoette, you then each give your silhouette to another person who has to, based on the silhouette and on the creator style, draw what they think the character underneath looks like. I think it would be fun. P.S.: Sorry for saying silhouette so much

if there's one good thing about the apocalypse, it's that everyone becomes hotter

There is a comic that had Johnny and Jack (Samurai) as old friends through time where they both age doubt Julia will see this but she may enjoy this knowledge

"Draw dystopian Johnny Bravo" Wait doesn't that already exist? :googles: Oh wait that was fanart with Samurai Jack