[The small clown had been alone in the library when he heard the crackled sound of the broadcast through the speakers on the walls high above him. What soon followed were terrified screams from students right outside the library's doors, sending him into a panic of his own
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AAAAAAHHH NOW THE BOOKS ARE ATTACKING ME!
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AAAaaaaHH!!
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Hello? Who's there?
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A little.]
M-me. D-down h-h-here...
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I don't see you! I think I'm the only person in here.
...Unless you're a ghost. Are you a ghost?! Please tell me you're not a ghost!
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I-I... I'm the... toy.
[Meekly waves up at the boy from the floor.
Please don't freak out please don't freak out please don't freak out.]
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You're a toy? You're a talking toy. You're a talking, sentient toy!
[For a moment, he thinks he's back in Middleton, facing those Little Diablos who weren't so little. They weren't exactly talking, or sentient, but they were animate and capable of lots of destruction. But the moment passes and he remembers, oh yeah, this is the school. And this toy certainly doesn't seem destructive.]
Okay, I can go with that.
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Um... alright then.
[He starts shaking again when he remembers the mist. He'd been in the library for hours, too scared to do anything else, and had no idea if people were being ordered to stay inside or not. Heck, he didn't even know where anyone else was.]
K-kid? D-do ya know if it's s-safe ta leave the building? Or do we gotta s-stay inside..?
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I ain't that fast, so I r-reckon I better stay indoors. [Scurries back under the shelf.]
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[As if for comparison, Rufus jumps out of Ron's pocket and runs over to where Chuckles is hiding. Ta-da! Same size!]
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Uh... I-I dunno, kid.
[Suddenly he thinks of his friend Nala. Poor little thing must be frightened out of her mind right now, wherever she was. He had no chance of finding her on his own, but maybe if he had a ride...]
Well... if ya'll don't mind...
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[He leans down and opens an empty pocket in his cargo pants for Chuckles. Rufus, meanwhile, heads up into another pocket.]
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[He hesitates for a moment before cautiously hopping in. He nearly reels back from the sudden strong scent of what seems like nacho cheese, but he says nothing of it out of politeness.]
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[Like...a toybox, perhaps?]
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I need to find a little lion cub. She's my f-friend and probably awful s-scared right now. B-but I don't know where she could be...
[OOC: Do you think Ron could take him to the common room? There's another old friend of his I'd like him to find. Please and thank you!]
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