 You know, if you're not nice to me, I might leave. Then you'll never see me again. Listen, I have an ironclad contract with you. You have a handshake and a piece of bubblegum. Come on. Pebbles from the Flintstones was supposed to be a boy. Fact or fiction? I would have to say that's fact. She was. Let's listen. They intended on adding a boy who would be, in Barbera's own words, a chip off the old fret.