4th Yodel [video]

[whensheloved]

[LOOK HOW DISTRESSED THE LITTL TOY LOOKS also yeah she snuck out of Duck's place awhile back sorry Duck.]

He...he's really not gonna come back, is he?

[She's rubbing her tiny hands together rather roughly and she looks extremely hurt and sad and alone. She's starting to hyperventilate, and she puts her fists against her temples.]

It's just not fair. I

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[voice]

[whensheloved]

Not always. Sometimes folks who leave you behind don't ever come back and...no no no I can't go through this again.

[she's too busy freaking out to notice the question.]

[voice]

[whensheloved]

[long pause]

Yes.

Which is fine for him. He's back with Andy. He's back where he belongs but...

I can't do this again!

voice;

[reasontoexist]

Who isn't coming back?

voice;

[whensheloved]

My friend.

The only person 'round here who knew me. He's gone.

[reasontoexist]

Where did he go?

[whensheloved]

Home.

[fishnets]

...sometimes things just aren't fair.

But that doesn't mean that you're alone.

[whensheloved]

I know it ain't ever fair.

Not for me. I'm always stuck bein' alone an' [more hyperventilating, and she puts a hand to her little doll chest.]

I am alone. You don't understand. The other toys 'round here. They're not...they're not...

[She can't even bring herself to say it.]

[private and encrypted]

[fishnets]

...I understand. I promise I can understand. Maybe not entirely, but I can.

You don't have to be friends with just... uh, toys. There are people here, too. People that will be friends with you.

[private and encrypted]

[whensheloved]

I know...I know it's a toy's job to be friends with kids but...

...what if they leave me behind too. It'll be Emily all over an' over an' over again and I just...I want to...I wanna go home.

[video]

[superbarked]

Jessie?

[Distressed Jessie has Bolt worried. Also, say hello to a well-fed puppy in his arms.]

What's wrong?

[video]

[whensheloved]

[the well-fed puppy and a familiar face calms her down a little, but she's still obviously freaking out.]

One of my friends...he's gone...

[pause]

I don't like being left behind like this!

[video]

[superbarked]

Gone?

[It takes a moment and then, oh yeah, the Porter. He carefully rubs the puppy's ears as he looks distressed.]

I know it's hard, losing someone, but you're not alone here. Even if he was really close, you...it'll be alright.

[He holds the puppy closer, not the most certain of his own words.]

I'M A BAD PERSON

[pullingyourlegs]

Oh dear... one of your comrades has left you, is that it?

/SCREAAAAAMS

[whensheloved]

[WELL WHEN YOU PUT IT LIKE THAT]

...yes.