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mister-miss-jingles · 2 months

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doodles from the last few days! their names are leapfrog, starwalker, and sugar bloom!

#mlp fim #mlp oc art #ponysona

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mister-miss-jingles · 6 months

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small fic/drabble based off this fanart!

“We found this group outside Playtime Co.’s old factory.”

“Oh my God… What happened to them?!...”

“Did you see those documents?”

You hardly heard the voices in your stupor. Your group was huddled on the floor as the authorities scrambled about, sitting closely to one another, as if they’d be ripped away from each other if they were any further apart. You’d all been given blankets. Poppy was too small for a blanket so they gave her a washrag. She deemed it unworthy and instead shared your blanket, currently asleep in your lap.

Kissy sat closest to you two. She wore a faraway expression and leaned against you, minding your injured shoulder as she did so. You imagined that couldn’t have been a comfortable position for her, but she gave no indication if it was or not. Huggy was seated next to her. He had a bandage around his head, which if you had to guess, was from banging his head on a pipe. He cautiously watched the officers and was snuggled close to Kissy.

Miss Delight was seated to the side. Bandages had been wrapped around her face. Barb was absent. Miss Delight had sacrificed the weapon upon learning she could leave. Her back was dented from the door slamming down on her (which you had apologized profusely for–she took little offense,) and as such had a brace on it. You wondered in that moment if the bandages and braces and whatever the nurses stuck on the toys actually would do anything. Could toys even heal?

Dogday’s legs were reattached, and he was able to walk just fine upon reattachment. Is toys healing as simple as grafting lost parts back on…? That’d work for recovered toy parts, but some like Miss Delight and Mommy weren’t able to salvage their missing parts. You weren’t sure if they’d heal without reuniting parts. Before your group left the factory, Catnap took Dogday to his shrine. You followed behind, fearing the worst for the dog, but to your surprise he dug out Dogday’s legs, which were buried under many less fortunate toys’ parts. Catnap destroyed his shrine and returned to the others. With Miss Delight’s help, Dogday’s legs were sewn back on and he left the factory in whole.

Dogday was sitting to your left, leaning in on you and Catnap, who was sitting in the back, vigilantly watching. It was impossible to tell if Dogday was asleep or just resting, thanks to his extinguished pupils, but you wagered he was asleep by his slow breathing and occasional twitching.

“The cat keeps staring at me,” someone said.

Mommy sat to the far left. One of her arms had been ripped off, and her whole body would’ve been maimed had you not yanked her from the shredder. She decided to help you after that; had she not been saved, she’d have been added to The Prototype’s body. The missing arm took time to acclimate to, but she managed for the most part. She stared at the ground, occasionally glancing at the group and the authorities.

“Is this all of them?” one of the investigators asked, approaching you. “Excuse me, uh… M*.*****?”

You snapped out of your trance and looked up at him. A few of the others followed your gaze. “….Yeah, this is all of them,” you replied dryly.

But of course, it wasn’t. Some of them couldn’t be saved. There were hundreds of small toys in that factory still, but you weren’t able to round any up. And of course, a much more notable absence was prominent. Ollie had betrayed you and Poppy. They turned out to be another splinter of The Prototype’s mimicry, and had died along with it.

“Alright… Could you come with me?”

An immediate hiss came from Catnap. Mommy’s gaze snapped over to the investigator, an unpleasant look crossing her face. “…I don’t think they want me to leave,” you say.

The investigator sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Alright, so we’re doing this here…” he muttered, pulling a chair and sitting down. “Ok… My name is John Morris, I’m one of the private investigators here…can you just–walk me through what happened? It’s my understanding you used to work at Playtime, correct?”

You described the situation to him to the best of your ability. At times looks of skepticism crossed his face. You were glad the toys were there with you. Not just for the obvious, such as their freedom and safety, but also because if he didn’t believe your words, the proof was right there. You’d be locked up somewhere for sure if they weren’t. “…And now we’re here,” you finished explaining. You skimped on details for some parts, not just because there was too much to get through, but because you didn’t want to bring up unpleasant memories for the others.

John scribed your every word, and slammed the pen on the notepad when he finished. “…And that’s all? Do you know anything else?”

You stayed silent. After a moment, you shook your head. “That’s all I know.”

He took in a sigh. “Alright. You’ll be able to go home later tonight. Do you know what you’re doing with–them?” His eyebrow furrowed lightly as his gaze flickered to the toys.

“They’re coming with me,” you said without hesitation.

“What? M*. *****, you realize if the public sees them–“

“I’m not letting them be locked away again,” you interjected harshly. “They’re going to live with me,” you added in a softer tone.

“…God…okay,” he sighed after a solid minute.

A smile tugged at your face, and an hour later, with the questioning ended, paperwork signed, and injuries checked, your group walked out the police station. You were going home–all of you. And though you haven’t figured out how you’ll manage to provide for six others, for the first time, they were safe. And they were free. Nothing will ever endanger them again, and you’ll make sure of that.

wow guys, i cant believe the player character from hit mascot horror game Poppy Playtime actually saved all monsters, killed the Prototype and left with their newfound family! cant wait to see how the authorities will react to this weird family that just formed!

#poppy playtime #catnap #dogday #huggy wuggy #kissy missy #mommy long legs #miss delight #poppy

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mister-miss-jingles · 1 year

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