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The Sequel

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Holding Back

Dr. Sukonoko: "You try dealing with 1322B's anger issues by night and constantly be bothered by his friend by day."

Dr. Carrizales: "Wow, you look rough."

Dr. Carrizales: "The Dahl boy? Still won't leave you alone, huh?"

Dr. Sukonoko: "You should've seen the commotion that boy started. You'd think a frail little thing like that shouldn't be able to fight against four grown adults, yet here we are. He snuck up to me literally a while ago, do the caretakers need to put a bell on that boy or something?"

Dr. Carrizales: -she sighs- "You know, you could try that thing they wanted to do with 1187, right?"

Dr. Sukonoko: "What does that have to do with anything? Their planned-to-be bargaining chip got adopted anyway."

Dr. Carrizales: "No, I mean- we both agree that Joseph's holding back with his game station results, right? I'm just saying, he could be eligible..."

Dr. Sukonoko: "And you're suggesting what, exactly?"

Dr. Carrizales: "Strike a deal with the kid. Make him promise to do better in the games, and he gets to 'visit Kevin while he's sick'. Once we do our thing on the boy, we can hold his safety over 1322's head to keep him in line."

Dr. Sukonoko: "...Won't hurt to try."

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Bargaining Chip

Eddie M. N. Ritterman: "So, how's the progress with 1187 so far?"

Dr. McKabe: "He refuses to respond to any questions, but that's expected for the second day of the adjustment period. Other than that, I'd say the operation was successful on the first try. A huge improvement from 1186's operation."

Eddie M. N. Ritterman: "Good, good. Which one is 1187 again? Dogday, right? Ah right, the one that tried to escape the moment he woke up."

Dr. McKabe: "He still refuses to cooperate, but has slightly calmed down since then. The escape attempt at least tells us that he had little to no problems with adjusting to his new body. Or well, when paired with the adrenaline anyway. We at least know that he retained his memories too, since he knew which hallways to go."

Eddie M. N. Ritterman: "I see. Hmm...don't you have other ways to get him to cooperate? I remember him having a sister. It wouldn't hurt to turn her into a smaller critter and use her as a bargaining chip."

Dr. McKabe: "I...don't think that would work. Lyssa's results in the games are very...poor. The likeliness of her even surviving the operation is low."

Eddie M. N. Ritterman: "So? A bigger body then. Less trouble with trying to cramp all that into a small toy, and it's not like we need the extra stuff we use for the other bigger bodies. We don't need a fully functioning living toy, we just need a bargaining chip."

Dr. McKabe: "Well...there's one thing we can try..."

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Playing Detective

Dr. Clarke: "So, crafts day went well?"

Joel Sinclair: "Huh? Uhh, yeah. Well, outside of the kids asking what happened to Theo."

Dr. Clarke: "Yeah, that's...expected."

Joel Sinclair: "...How did you describe Theo's imaginary friend again?"

Dr. Clarke: "Tarry in some areas, spindly in others, a mish-mash of stuff you'd find in a junk yard. Why?"

Joel Sinclair: "...And they found Scott passed out shortly after Theo was rushed out, right?"

Dr. Clarke: "Choudhury? Yeah. They found him with a gas mask with a broken filter. Must've been playing detective again and followed Theo in secret."

Joel Sinclair: "Right, Theo's immune to the thing somehow. It's just- what Scott said he saw, it...it matches your description."

Dr. Clarke: "So where are you going with this? You're saying my account wasn't enough but a kid's was?"

Joel Sinclair: "Harr Harr Tom. What I mean is...kid's at risk of being next. He's performing better at the games lately, and he knows something he shouldn't, I just-"

Dr. Clarke: "Just what? You're the head counselor, you can bullshit your way out of him- and frankly any orphan, from getting selected. You can only do so much until the higher-ups start getting suspicious, but y'know."

Joel Sinclair: "...We never had this conversation."

Dr. Clarke: "What conversation?"

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Adoption Complications

Dr. Sawyer: "...You mean to tell me, you allowed our next subject to get adopted, and I wasn't informed earlier?"

Leith Pierre: "It was Hartmann we were talking about, remember? We can't afford one of our major investors finding out about the initiative."

Dr. Sawyer: "And yet, of all the children you allowed him to adopt, it was our best candidate for the next experiment?"

Leith Pierre: "The Hartmanns wanted to adopt Yara, they get to adopt Yara. They're already suspicious because of Stella finding out about Jeremy's approval for testing when they were already discussing the adoption process. Which, by the way, she should've been informed earlier, Sawyer."

Dr. Sawyer: "Would it be so hard to just tell the Hartmanns that a different set of parents were already planning on adopting her? But instead, you allowed them to adopt the girl last minute."

Leith Pierre: "Hartmann isn't an easily fooled man, Sawyer. You've no idea how headache-inducing it is to keep up the act around him. But if you want less funding for the initiative, then be my guest."

Dr. Sawyer: "..."

Leith Pierre: "...Besides, this next experiment? The ability to detach its limbs? A bit too ambitious, don't you think?"

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Runaway Orphan

Dr. White: "What do you mean he's gone?!" Dr. Newman: "I mean, he's gone. None of the caretakers know where he is, and the security feeds showed nothing that could help us."

Dr. White: "..."

Dr. Newman: "...S-Sinclair thinks that he escaped when the power went out-"

Dr. White: "Then what use were the generators?! He shouldn't have escaped Playcare in the first place, it's literally a giant underground dome!"

Dr. Newman: "I'm just as confused as you are. But I'm sure Nathan shouldn't have gotten that far. He would've needed to board the train station to escape."

Dr. White: -he sighs- "See to it that he's found. With this next experiment, he's not exactly an easily replaceable candidate. We can't afford losing him."

Dr. Newman: "O-Of course."

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Lonnie and Zacker Side Story: Part 2

Asahan Mo At Malalim...

(Icanexplainwhythisnameisbad helped me with this! Part of the @decadeofjoy-au)

Alon Habagat-DeadZoneDenizen

Maury Serge-TDOJ(Mentioned)

Mr. Shortcake-TDOJ(Brief Appearance)

Icarus Tank-TDOJ(Mentioned)

Zacker-icanexplainwhythisnameisbad

Vile-Icanexplainwhythisnameisbad(Mentioned)

Beartrap Bernie-Icanexplainwhythisnameisbad(Mentioned)

Calvin Construt-a-bot-just-a-freak40(Mentioned)

Hoppy Hopscotch-Canon(Brief Appearance)

Craftycorn-Canon

Dr. Bruno White-Canon

Ms. Brooks-Canon

Samuel Lee-Canon(mentioned)

The ride back to Playcare was mostly silent. Less orphans and more toys this time. Hoppy was restlessly bouncing her leg and Mr. Shortcake was repeatedly squeezing his arm as some sort of stress relief. Lonnie couldn’t help but think. 

Maury? Adopted? Something about this just felt so…sudden. Putting his headphones on, he listened not to a song, but to an audio. One he transferred from a VHS tape he stole from one of his ‘sleepwalks’.

The audio started with children celebrating in the background. Two adult voices spoke amongst themselves as the background noise continued.

“Ah, and here they all are.” One of the voices, a more masculine one, spoke. 

Answering him was the other voice, a more feminine one.

“Well of course, they’d never miss this!”

Two children then seemingly approached them, as two younger voices erupted in excitement.

"Who is it, Ms. Brooks? Who's going away?"

"Tell us! Tell us!"

Ms. Brooks then shushed them in the audio. "This week, Dr. White here has selected our very own Samuel Lee!"

The children in the audio then erupted into cheers, presumably congratulating this Samuel Lee kid. The caretaker, Ms. Brooks, then spoke up to get their attention.

"Now, before he goes, let's all give Sam one last goodbye, shall we? With me. One... Two... Three!"

"Goodbye, Sam!" A chorus of voices farewelled, and the audio ended.

Lonnie sighed, taking his headphones off. Apparently there actually used to be human workers here, if the names are anything to go off of. But what stuck out to him is that the caretakers would actually inform the other orphans beforehand if one of them’s getting adopted. He and the others? They were given no such announcement.

One exit from the Train Station, he then stopped in front of the Playtime Express. One thing that always struck as odd to him was why the letters of the word Playtime seemed to have fresher paint, compared to the flaking yellow of the word Express. Did the ride used to have a different name?

Saving that thought for another time, he boarded the cable car and made his way back to Home Sweet Home. Well- not without bumping into Craftycorn.

Maury’s textbook fell on the floor, and drawings flew and scattered about. The two immediately knelt down to gather the things, Lonnie even helping Crafty with getting the scattered drawings back. Once he managed to put them in an organized stack, he stood up with the textbook and handed the stack back to the plush unicorn.

“Oh god, I-I am so sorry, I should’ve watched where I was going!” Lonnie scolded himself, to which Crafty just waved her hoof to calm him down.

“No, no, I wasn’t watching either!” She admitted, thanking him as he handed the stack and added it to her own. “Sorry ‘bout that. I’ve just been a bit more scatterbrained recently.”

“No, I get it!” Lonnie faked an assuring smile. “Anyone would be tense after that scream. Say…”

He tilted his head.

“What was that about…?”

“Erm-” Crafty laughed nervously, unconsciously holding the stack of drawings tighter. Shoot- what was the excuse they used again? “It was just some acting from the theater!” She quickly blurted out, opting for Vile’s explanation instead. “Y-Yeah, it’s for a future play, I think?”

“It is?” Lonnie asked further, knowing for sure that wasn’t the case. “I wasn’t told. I should ask Vile and Calvin if I need to start practicing for any background music I need to play.” He paused for a minute, before asking another question.

“By the way, do you know where Maury is?”

Crafty then froze. After all, it was only a while ago that she directed Maury to the room where he…She snapped herself out of her thoughts, before thinking of another lie.

“Well, he aged out…” She spat out the first lie she could think of. “He turned eighteen today, so we had no choice but to let him leave…”

Yeah, no, Lonnie was definitely being lied to. Was he adopted, or did he age out? Pick one. He couldn’t have been both. There was this inconsistency that Lonnie would’ve guessed became more evident thanks to the increased stress from the screams that the toys seemed to be actively lying about. It seems it was that tension that put them all on edge and made them less…convincing.

“Oh…that’s a shame…” Lonnie sighed, then walked past the plush unicorn. “I guess I’ll just leave his textbook in his room.”

“Of course!” Crafty smiled. Well, not like she could move her face in any other way. She was just glad that Lonnie seemingly bought her lie, as she went her own way.

Swinging Maury’s door open, Lonnie finds…his belongings all still being there. Things that he wouldn’t leave without, he was sure of it. 

Everything looks completely untouched from when Maury was still here. Lonnie was sure of that, because the guy asked him to help with his homework the day before.

Something wasn’t just off, something else was completely afoot here…

Opening the textbook and taking a quick snap on one of the pages, he left said textbook on the desk and left the room. One walk later, he arrived in his and closed the door, sitting on his bed and turning his laptop on. 

Turning his jammer on and flexing his fingers, he began typing and scrolling, letting time pass before finally getting access into Playcare’s database. Adopted or aged out, there should be a file out there for Maury’s circumstances. 

Somewhere here, in either the list of transition plans or the list of guardianship documents. Lonnie scrolled, every former orphan’s documents from both lists. And yet…

Maury's document wasn’t anywhere.

Now, come to think of it, neither was this Samuel kid. But he could at least excuse that for the factory not having that kind of technology yet.

Regardless, something happened to Maury.

Something happened to Maury, and the toys know...

They know...and they're lying about it.

...

What else are they hiding..?

Meanwhile, just outside the room, in the hallways. The mayhem from earlier left the small robot no less stressed than the other caretakers. Sounds of footsteps meet the cotton carpet, with Zacker just glad that everything's taken care of.

Distracting himself from Icarus’ earlier scoldings about how he repairs the computers, he hummed a tune from a game he heard of, once upon a time. Pshh- Not doing it right? Please, what does Icarus even know about computers? He couldn’t even tell the difference between a keylogging device and a regular charger. Then again- he’s not complaining.

Passing by each orphan’s doors, he stopped in front of one in particular. Painted in navy and with a decorative green fishing net on top, he saw his reflection through the golden glint of the doorknob. That kid…Ever since that kid with those fish-pants showed up, Zacker’s been having this little speech interruption problem. It’s either the random phrases interrupting him mid-talking, or just absolute ear-grating static.

‘I really hate that bear trap…’ He thought.

Shaking the thoughts away, he continued to hum and was about to walk past the door. Instead, his humming was once again interrupted by a sudden “[FREE SPY THRILLER MOVIE NO VIRUS-]”

He halted with wide eyes. “WHAT?! AGAIN?!” He made haste farther from the door as he gripped his fists. “Seriously, where is that coming from?!-” Zacker blurted out. Then he stopped, making a heel-turn and fixating his eyes on that navy door. That’s it, he was getting to the bottom of this!

The sudden louder footsteps didn’t fall on deaf ears either. Lonnie paused his typing with his own eyes focused on the turning doorknob. He knew whose voice that belonged to. There was only one toy who had that speech problem. Snapping the laptop shut, he stood up and acted quickly.

Swinging the door open, Zacker expected to find Lonnie lounging on his bed. But what greeted him instead was an empty pitch black room, devoid of any life. Cautiously walking into the room, Zacker looked in both directions, then back at the door at the sudden sound of it shutting and locking.

With no light from the hallways to illuminate his vision, his eyes automatically casted a faint white glow. A slight creak from the hammock chair made him turn to look there, except there was nothing but a cushion and a plush toy. The faint glow didn’t help with the already ominous atmosphere, further amplified by the subtle ticking of the clock and the soft blow of the air conditioner.

“Geez kid, I know you’re here.” Zacker snarked, expecting this sort of stunt from another toy or experiment, and not an orphan. “No need for all this theatrics.”

“And I believe this belongs to you.”

Zacker shone the faint beam of light at the mirror, revealing the owner of the voice. Lonnie sat on his bed, holding a keylogging device between two fingers. The toy jolted back, shocked at how the hell the kid got his hands on one of his devices.

“...And you know that, how?” Zacker held back a snarl.

“It was you that Icarus was complaining about when he was repairing those computers, y’know?” Lonnie remarked slyly, his voice taking a slightly deeper tone than his seemingly peppy one. “And look at all these keyloggers I keep finding while helping him.”

“Don’t worry.” Lonnie then smirked, tossing the keylogger for Zacker to catch. “I didn’t tell him.”

Zacker caught the keylogger effortlessly, staring at it in his hands then staring back at the orphan.

“...What do you want?”

Lonnie’s smirk fell into a more serious frown.

“Answers.”

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So you know how in the orientation book, it said that there was a bigger body for every toy? Well chat, here's a little something about the Fledglings AU.

Boom

The Poppy Garden!!

BBI Poppy (Molly Ludwig + Some of the garden's residents)

The Poppy Garden is something similar to Safe Haven, except located elsewhere and is mostly populated by Poppy toys and some other toys in there.

In this AU, the specific species of Poppy used to operate on the toys were once an endangered species that Molly helped to conserve (Pre-Nathan bioengineering it back from extinction). Currently, the Prototype keeps Molly in the labs to have her tend to those poppies until he could find that 'secret'.

I imagine the Prototype hunts down every poppy doll in hopes to find OG Poppy, and is pretty much kill-on-sight with the rest to lessen the chances of getting duped.

Anyway, in exchange of tending to the poppy flowers, the Prototype promises to keep Molly fed. And some toys can even be guaranteed safety from him if Molly puts in a good word about how they could catch the OG Poppy.

And that's what they're trying to do, except their mission is to find and smuggle as many poppy dolls to the garden as possible before Prototype could get to them, without his knowledge. This is what they do in exchange for Molly keeping them safe from the Prototype's wrath, pretty much.

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Lonnie and Zacker Side Story: Part 1

Kapag Ang Dagat Ay Tahimik...

This is deadzonedenizen, I'm just in my PPT sideblog. Also no, this isn't canon to the fledglings AU-

Set during @decadeofjoy-au's Maury Serge side story: Happy Birthday!

(Icanexplainwhythisnameisbad helped me with this!)

Alon Habagat-DeadZoneDenizen

Maria Harper-TDOJ(Mentioned)

Azure Nilson-TDOJ(Mentioned)

Maury Serge-TDOJ(Mentioned)

Orion Asteria-TDOJ(Brief Appearance)

Hixel Pixel-TDOJ(Mentioned)

Antsy Antilope-TDOJ(Mentioned)

Mr. Sandman-TDOJ(Distant screams from part 17 of the canon story)

Caleb-icanexplainwhythisnameisbad(Mentioned)

Zack Danielwoods-icanexplainwhythisnameisbad(Brief Appearance)

A.I.-icanexplainwhythisnameisbad(Mentioned)

Commander Cinnatart-icanexplainwhythisnameisbad(Mentioned)

Silencer/Nostalgia Nancy-icanexplainwhythisnameisbad(Mentioned)

Aether F. Beaumus-Stallia abiarts(Brief Appearance)

Usher Pyper-Stallia abiarts(Mentioned)

Mangus J. Harper-Anewbieartist356(Mentioned)

Silas The Scorpion-Anewbieartist356(Mentioned)

Miss Delight-Canon(Brief Appearance)

Mommy Long Legs-Canon

Huggy Wuggy-Canon(Mentioned)

Catnap-Canon(Mentioned)

Doey The Doughman-Canon(Mentioned)

The Prototype-Canon(Mentioned)

Lonnie had many reasons to be suspicious of this place.

The toys’ so-called dress-codes, Caleb’s conspiracy theories, Maggie’s hiding spots, Zack’s dad’s whereabouts, the other generals, in Cinnatart’s words, Icarus spotting keylogging devices in places where they shouldn’t…

Whatever the hell this Theater Incident is…

But Lonnie allowed it to slide. He had his own little unfinished business to take care of, which he planned on getting back to later. Right now, he just had to sit through this Geometry lesson Miss Delight was teaching. Were there only…five of them in class right now? 

Yeah, it was just him, Maury, Zack, Aether, and Orion…He’s known about Maria and Caleb being missing for a while now, Usher’s dislike of the teachers, and Maggie’s dislike of the toys in general…But Azure? Well, Maria’s apparently like a sister to her, so her disappearance might’ve affected her in some way…

Lonnie had his own priorities. And if there’s one thing that he learned in his workfield…

It’s to learn when not to get involved.

And by whatever god that still hasn’t abandoned this doomed timeline yet, if he really does need to get involved, then let there be a sign.

“Class dismissed! You all have a delightful day!”

And that’s the cue. Upon Miss Delight’s greeting, the students began packing up their things, with Lonnie not being exempt from that. But not before giving him one last glance at his own geometry notes. He can’t exactly say he remembers much of the lessons than when he first learned of it, but the refresher was nice. 

His writing was tiny and only included the keywords and all, as if made to fit as much information as possible…and ironically also using up the remaining space for doodles of jellyfish and other sea creatures…

Shoving the notebook back in his worn down backpack, he slung it over his shoulders before leaving. Hmm…seems like everyone already left. Looks like it’s his turn to turn off both the AC and the lights. Scanning the room, the place was full of color and decorations that you’d think you’d only see in the Preschool wing of the school. Honestly, that seemed to be a recurring theme with the factory itself. They really want to drive home the fun kiddy aspect of this place.

Waltzing to where the AC was, he passed Maury’s chair and…spotted his Geometry book? Did he leave it? Out of curiosity, Lonnie opened the book. Looks like he tends to underline keywords with pencil instead of using the traditional highlighter. Probably to leave the option to erase any irrelevant info. 

There’s other small notes regarding the lessons scattered about in the pages, though it seems like not much effort was put into it. Some of the writings were smudged too. Lonnie can imagine Maury accidentally smudging it with the side of his palm a lot.

Regardless, there’s nothing here of much use. It’s probably better to return it. Shutting the lights in the room, he stepped out of the classroom to leave, passing through the hallways as he did. 

Sticker-filled lockers line from end to end in said hallway, though leaving the textbook in Maury’s wasn’t much of an option. Not without knowing his padlock’s password. Instead, he heeded no mind and exited the school, planning to go to the Game Station. 

That’s apparently where Maury usually goes after school. A bit inconvenient since you still have to use the Playtime Express and the Train Station to get there from Playcare, but whatever. Gives him the excuse to familiarize himself with the factory more instead of just Playcare.

Boarding Playtime Express’s cable car, he moved some of the non-living mini-critters to sit on one of the seats, letting himself lean on the back cushions for that sweet sweet back relief. He then stared at the TV in the corner. 

It played mostly the same Playtime Co. cartoons that played when he was first being toured around by the toys. According to the other orphans, that’s all it ever played. Well, apparently not always, as far as what Zack accidentally slipped up. Totally not ominous whatsoever, that kid…

Then he arrived at the Train Station. 

Not too eventful. Sharing seats with mostly toys and the occasional younger orphan here, he stared at one of the windows, spotting security cameras through the reflection without giving himself away to the cameras themselves. Alright then. 

Most of the toys were either completely tense, or absolutely exhausted. While the orphans, mostly younger ones, were talking amongst themselves about whatever new games Maury had planned for them next. Everything was mostly fine, until…

This- ear shattering scream rang out.

The train suddenly erupted into a frenzy. The younger orphans jumped out of their seats, the exhausted toys were quickly woken out of their daze, and the tense ones stood up to calm the situation down. And if that wasn’t enough, muffled shouts from somewhere in the factory followed soon after.

“WHAT!? NO!!! QUIT RUNNIN’ SO I CAN GRAB YOU!! DON’T YALL KNOW WHAT HE'S GON DO TO ME!? I CAN'T GO THROUGH THAT AGAIN!!! NOT AGAIN PLEASE!!”

All of the toys simultaneously froze. Did they recognize that voice? Some of them shared shocked glances, while others covered the orphans’ ears. Although they didn’t bother with Lonnie, assuming his headphones are still playing.

But…

“NONONONO!!! PLEASE!!! GET BACK HERE!! WHY ARE YOU TWO SO….FUCKIN’ SELFISH!?!? CAN’T YA’LL SEE WHAT YOU’RE DOIN’?!?” The voice pleaded. “NONE OF THIS WOULDA HAPPENED IF YOU TWO BRATS HAD JUST STAYED PUT IN PLAYCARE!"

He heard it all.

"IF YOU HAD JUST STAYED THERE YOU COULDA LEFT! WOULD THAT HAVE BEEN SO FUCKIN’ HARD!? HIXEL’S DEAD." The voice continued to ring out from who knows where. "THE FOUR LEADS MIGHT DIE…and IM GON GET SENT BACK TO THE TRENCHES AND ITS ALL. YOUR. FAULT!!!”

He heard everything…

“N-no…NO NOT AGAIN! PLEASE! PLEASE, MAN! I TRIED MY BEST! JUST NOT AGAIN! A.I.!?, NANCY!?, ANTSY- SILAS!! HELP ME!!! I DONT WANNA-”

What in the ever-loving hadal zone was that?! The scream was loud enough to cause the lights to flicker, and the commotion was even starting to rock the train a bit. Lonnie stood up and held onto the grab handles as tight as he could until the dust finally settled, and whoever was conducting the train had no choice but to stop to an abrupt halt.

…Well, not that far of a walk away from the Game Station, Lonnie guessed.

As he walked the entire time, he couldn’t help but think of what that was about. Two brats? Maria and Caleb? Hixel? Like the toy robot? There’s four leads? Well, he knows about Mommy and Doey being two of them thanks to Cinnatart, but who are the others? Who are they, and who are those names the voice mentioned at the end? The trenches? D-did that person who screamed die…?

Who’s…this he…that’s threatening him…?

One walk to the Game Station later, and he arrived to see other younger orphans telling the ones Lonnie shared a train ride with not to bother with Maury’s next game. Something about being unable to find him?

‘Don’t tell me I had to deal with all of that for nothing…’ Lonnie thought.

Why is he even spending all of this effort looking for one person, when he could’ve just left the textbook in Maury’s room at Home Sweet Home? He knew he told himself it’s for familiarizing himself more, but he’s starting to think of all the better times he could’ve done that. In the corner of Lonnie’s eye, he then found a certain head toy in pink. Great, maybe Miss Long Legs knows where the missing boy is.

“Excuse me- Miss Long Legs?”

The toy flinched, before turning around to face him. 

“Yes, dear?”

Seems even she was tense. Was this about Maria and Caleb’s whereabouts? Makes sense, he figured. The first seventy-two hours are the most critical when looking for a missing person, and how many days has it been since those two’s disappearances? Nevertheless, Lonnie feigned ignorance and tilted his head.

“Umm- I can’t help but notice how on edge you and the others have been, and- I don’t think that scream really helped.” He pointed out. “Is it about Maria and Caleb?”

Mommy’s breath went unsteady for a minute, looking at the other orphans at the Game Station. Why did she even agree on letting Azure go? She should’ve stayed with the others while the other three searched for Maria and Caleb! What- just because A.I. vouched for her? That meeting left here really tense, and the sands of time are only further running out. Regardless, she forced a smile.

“Well yes, b-but rest assured, we will find them!” She tried to convince Lonnie…and herself. The last thing she needed was another orphan conducting their own search party. “But enough about that, what brings you here, Lonnie dear-”

“You guys already contacted the authorities about it, right?” Lonnie raised an eyebrow. “You don’t have to do this all on your own. The factory is really big and all, and I’m sure the police can help-”

“No! No, umm-” Mommy cleared her throat. “What I meant to say is, we’ve got it all taken care of! Now, as I was saying…”

“What brings you here, Lonnie dear?”

Lonnie hid his rising suspicions under his oblivious facade, before presenting Maury’s geometry book in his hands.

“I was wondering where Maury is? He left his textbook in class, and I wanted to return it to him.” He filled Mommy in, then glanced at the disappointed younger orphans. “I’ve overheard from the younger kids that he’s not here, when he usually has all these games planned.”

Mommy blinked in surprise, internally forcing herself to think of an explanation. “Oh! Well you see-” She momentarily looked at the Train Station’s waiting area, where she last saw Maury before leaving to eat lunch, and…

“He’s- He’s been adopted!” She lied. “He’s found a new home, with a wonderful new pair of parents!” She tried to make a convincing laugh, wincing internally at how it came out.

“Adopted?” Lonnie echoed, catching the toy’s failed attempt at subtlety. One that Mommy would hope he’d excuse for stress from the two missing kids. But at this point, Lonnie’s only getting more suspicious from here on out. “Oh, that’s great for him! I’m just a bit disappointed that I didn’t get to know him more before he left. Oh well…”

“Looks like I’m just gonna have to leave this in his room.” He slouched in feigned disappointment, holding the book back to his chest. “Take care, Miss Long Legs!”

Mommy nodded in return, watching in worry as Lonnie disappeared from her sight. She fidgeted with her plastic fingers, unable to shake off the jitters from her spine. Five days…

That’s all they have…

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Part 2's first draft is already done, I'm just waiting for Zacker's owner to give me the green light since that's when Zacker actually shows up. Oh, and fun fact! If you can't tell by the title, Lonnie's Filipino! His full name is Haiyan M.(Maalon) Habagat, so take those name meanings in that context🤭

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(I was gonna send that to the other account so I just screenshotted it instead) And from that

well when tried posting it the internet deleted it after it bugged out and since I was a fool and forgot to save it on a google doc

i just scrapped the project

but I still had Villain in my photos and decided to give it to someone

The whole point is that they’re ambiguous so very basic body and lack of fine details was what I was going for

(Plus a cool looking villainous cloak/cape )

feel free to do what you want with them since they’re yours now

enjoy :D👍

Aight! Since I'm gonna make a decade of joy oc out of this, I'm considering of making them another handyman copy to drive home the ambiguity

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You- you scare me 🗝️

Not canon to the Fledglings AU, but consider-

The Doc is...

In...?

@keykittygirl I hope you're proud of yourself—

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I just end up doing this because of a youtuber's one hour essay on Doc McStuffins lore, and remembered that the toys canonically have heartbeats and going 'Do they have organs in there?! Did the BBI find them?!?!'

(reblogged again cuz I accidentally did it with my main blog)

Not canon to the Fledglings AU, but consider-

The Doc is...

In...?

@keykittygirl I hope you're proud of yourself—

[wildsparrows]

Not canon to the Fledglings AU, but consider-

The Doc is...

In...?

@keykittygirl I hope you're proud of yourself—

[wildsparrows]

Get coned, idiot

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It's a real video btw 💀

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How the Bigger Bodies Initiative started

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Nathan, don't test your luck 💀