Gibi Da | Turma Da Monica

Mônica caught it with one hand. For the first time, she smiled—a real, warm smile. "You… have a book about me?"

Gibi, whose real name is Gilberte, was having a perfectly normal day in her colorful, pop-culture-filled bedroom. She had just finished drawing a new page for her webcomic when a strange, shimmering portal, humming with a low electronic beat, popped open right in front of her bookshelf. gibi da turma da monica

Everyone stared at her blankly.

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

"Oh no!" Gibi said, realizing what was happening. "The quantum frequency is collapsing! Your dimensional window is closing!" She had just finished drawing a new page

Cascão held up the comic. "I was reading it when the portal sucked me in!"

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