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[stayinthecar]

[Coming from the direction of the arts and crafts hut is a tall, dark, and troubled-looking young man, his hands full of... small things. Upon closer examination, they are pocket pals, and they look very familiar.]

...I would advise not consuming any of the refreshments in the arts and crafts hut.

Also, I apologize about the door.

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[bakibakibaki]

Eeh? What's this?

[stayinthecar]

The end of a long, confusing story. [holds out eight little pocket pals]

[bakibakibaki]

[peeeeer]
That one looks like my son!

[stayinthecar]

What is your son's name? It may be him.

[make_appleade]

The door?

[stayinthecar]

I needed to escape, to see if someone could help them.

[make_appleade]

Who needs help?

[stayinthecar]

[thinks, calling up their names]

Turnbull, Pell, Eiri, Peppo, Warren, Elphaba, Mason, and Wataru.

[shurushurushuru]

*Where's little brother? I've lost hiiim* Excuse me, have you seen--

[stayinthecar]

Hello? Yes?

[shurushurushuru]

My little brother, Kuranai Wataru, I haven't seen him.

*so worried but trying to smile anyway*

[stayinthecar]

...

[holds up a wataru-pocketpal]

Is this him?

[sweetuponthseat]

Well! I hope no one lived there.

[stayinthecar]

I don't believe anyone does. There were no beds.

[sweetuponthseat]

Around here you can never be sure.

[stayinthecar]

I suppose you're right. There are some who don't require such furniture to rest.

[onerrantry]

What was it, welded?

[stayinthecar]

It may well have been.

[onerrantry]

Well, don't worry about it. I think it can be fixed-[waitasec. looking at what's in your hands now.]

[stayinthecar]

[er.]

We were trapped inside together. I wanted to get them out to get help.