02: [video]

[very_practical]

((A few hours after this log.))

[A panicked young girl's face appears on the comm.]

I-I... I'm sorry, but does anyone know how to sew? Or know where to buy stuffing for a toy?

P-please! It's urgent!

Comments

[video]

[hateskaraoke]

[That girl looks so desperate. And Shego was about to leave anyway, so...]

I bet you can buy something like stuffing in Traverse Town. You wanna hitch a ride?

[She actually knows how to sew, too. When she was young, lots of her toys temporarily died because of her temper, so she had to learn it.]

[video]

[very_practical]

[She nearly jumps when she hears the reply on her communicator, and scrabbles back to it immediately.]

Oh..! Could I? T-thank you terribly, ma'am.

[video]

[hateskaraoke]

Yeah, no problem.

Meet me behind Joe West in five.

[video/action]

[very_practical]

Y-yes... certainly!

[She turns off the comm and quickly searches for her purse.

A feeling of anxious dread wells up in her stomach, realizing she will have to leave Mr. Lotso alone. The only thing she could do was tuck him in as comfortably as she could and hope he didn't wake up before she returned.

She made a mad dash down several flights of stairs until she arrived behind the building where she spotted the black haired woman. Who had... green skin? Jane averted eyes, knowing it would be rude to stare. Especially since this woman was kind enough to help her.]

..I'm sorry if I took long..!

[Video]

[hungarianmouse]

Don't be frightened, darling, it's all right. I'll help you.

[Video]

[very_practical]

[A talking mouse?
Well, Jane's best friend is a talking teddy bear, and there are talking dogs and lions at the school as well, so being surprised at this point would be silly.

Plus for Mr. Lotso's sake, she must stay as calm as she can. Deep breaths, deep breaths.]

T-thank you, um...miss?

My friend is very hurt, and I must sew him back up...

[Video]

[hungarianmouse]

Miss Bianca.

Do you have everything you need? Needles and thread?

[Video]

[very_practical]

Y-yes, I do. But I haven't any stuffing...

[Oh dear, oh dear. She's starting to panic again. She contemplates on running right out her door and making a mad dash to Traverse Town by foot to buy what she needs.]

[tiatiatiatiatia]

I know a few tricks I picked up from th'bes' seamstress in N'ahlans. What do you need help with?

[video]

[very_practical]

[She scrabbles back to the comm.]

...it's my friend, Mr. Lotso! There's large hole in his side, and he's lost so much stuffing!

[She's so close to going into a full blown panic.
Deep breaths, Jane. Deep breaths.]

[video]

[tiatiatiatiatia]

Mistah Lotso?! Oh no!

W-we can scrounge up somethin' t'replace th'stuffin'! Surely th'art classrooms will have t'have somethin' lyin' 'round, and I have a sewin' kit in my room. [Brought with her originally to fix outfit snaffus instead of having helpless rips and mailing the clothes back and forth to New Orleans to have them taken care of.]

[video]

[very_practical]

[The art room, of course! Jane hadn't even thought of that!]

T-thank you, ma'am! I shall check the art room right away!

[video]

[fearthefool]

Yes. Why?

[video]

[very_practical]

A f-friend of mine is terribly hurt..! He tore a hole in his side, and has lost a great amount of stuffing! I must sew him up immediately.

[She's too distressed to realize she should probably explain that said friend is a stuffed animal.]

[video]

[fearthefool]

[Well you did mention 'stuffing', so your friend is either a toy or a turkey dinner. Since you're a young girl, it's pretty safe to assume you're talking about a stuffed animal- although Clopin never remembers that just about anything in this Academy can talk]
Not to worry, I can fix that! Where should I go to find your friend?

[video]

[very_practical]

[A wave of relief washes over her.]

Oh thank you, sir!

H-he's with me in my dorm. Room 502 of Joe West.

[strawbeary_evil]

[Even after being freshly repaired, it takes Lotso a long time to stir from his unconscious state. His eyes blink open as sensations begin to trickle back, but everything still feels numb. It's shaky and tingling. He can barely feel the soft surface of her bed, with a pained grunt manages to sit up and look around.

He was back in Jane's room, thankfully..
With a nervous shudder he reached down at his side to find it was securely stitched back together- no mistakes were made, this time. It even felt like he'd been given new stuffing! ..Did she find him? What happened after he threw Chuckles away? ...did anyone find Chuckles..?
He carefully sits himself up, glancing around for the girl who had yet again saved his life...]

Jane..?

[action]

[very_practical]

[Jane had felt horrible about leaving Mr. Lotso's side, but she had to get to a class. She sat in her classroom nervously glancing up at the clock for the entire hour, silently wishing time would move faster. When at last the class ended, she made a mad dash back to her dorm.

She was very out of breath as she entered the room. It was evening by then, so she switched on the light as she entered, illuminating the darkened room. When she looked up and saw the pink bear sitting up in her bed, his eyes now open, she let out a gasp, letting her school bag drop to the floor.]

Mr. Lotso!!

[She quickly ran to his side and knelt beside the bed.]

Are you all right?! Are you in any pain?!

[action]

[strawbeary_evil]

Jane!

[He let out a sigh of relief, sitting up a little bit and working a faint smile to calm the poor girl down. He actually couldn't feel much, it was a sensitive numbness.]

I-I'm fine, really, y'all can settle down now.. Shoot, I'm awful glad ta see ya again.

[action]

[very_practical]

[Hearing his gentle voice again gives her the largest feeling of relief she's felt in a long time. She takes one of his paws in her hands, gently stroking it.]

So am I. Thank goodness you're all right.

[She wipes away a small tear.]

...I was so worried.