Pippi has finally found all of the socks and sock puppets that randomly collapsed lifeless around the room.

She's not sure what belongs to who... Though it should be obvious.

After creating a fair sized sock mountain in the middle of the room (this means something), she decides to have a bit of a nap.

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Pippi should be doing something productive.

Instead, she's throwing wadded up balls of paper at Mr. Neilson, Pup, and Furrball.

Like a snowball fight, only indoors and not quite so melty.

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