Chapter Ten: Memories

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CRUNCHY CHIPS POV:

Let's see if we can find anything in here...

My closet was a mess, and there isn't any sugar coating to that. Being similar to a room owned by a hoarders house, or possibly a messy maze filled with junk, this is exactly how Id imagine it. Things varying to clothes like sweaters, shirts, pants, fur coats, jackets, etc, to miscellaneous things like cream wolf chew toys, furniture, books, writing supplies, and even some decaying plants. Do you know that feeling when someone's coming or you're "cleaning your room" and you have to shove a bunch of random items and junk into one room and call your objective done? Yeah, that's exactly what this is.

If I'm feeling generous on some days id actually clean it up, but most days I'm busy with my cream wolves and training and... yeah, that's pretty much it. I don't do much around this kingdom except help people. Wall guards and watchers usually need me to fetch supplies with my creamwolves so they can restock weaponry and ammo for up coming blizzard raids. Others would like me to carry things around the plaza, some citizens request me to carry box loads of goods, resources, and sometimes other cargo that's being delivered. So, me and my cream wolves take care of that as I have safe back satchels that latch onto my wolf that won't hurt them, but still do a sustainable job.

For some reason, it doesn't smell or reek of my musk, I'm pretty sure there's some candles or wall flowers around, carrying this aroma around the whole room. I side step and maneuver my way through a bunch of items to look for something entertaining to do. Searching through the piles of clothes, bags of random things like picutes, and small furniture pieces like pottery and framery, I couldn't really find much. I did find a few things that I was looking for in the past that I finally found. It turns out things do appear when you're not looking for it.

I'm losing a bit of hope, as the closet thing I found was this plastic bowling set with a set of glass shots. Probably beer bowling, that one activity I play with groups that come over. The problem with playing that is... its a bit awkward with two people; plus, I don't have a source of alcohol near me. Not sure why I don't have any games on me, I could of sworn I had a few.

I turn back, heading for the exit. Looks like I have to break it to him and tell him that there isn't any games in my closet. Perhaps we can just talk until we get tired, or maybe I can cook something for him if he's hungry. When I was thinking of possibilities to what we were going to do, I suddenly trip and fall making a loud thump that's probably dramatically loud. The fall made me come straight out of a cartoon, making it one of the most silly slip I've ever experienced.

Curse this... this... what was that?

"Are you okay Crunchy Chip Cookie? I heard something crash up there..." I hear a faint voice coming from downstairs, assuming it's Wildberry cookie.

"Im good! Just tripped over something that's all haha..."

Standing up from my wonky position, I managed to stay stable from where I'm at and look down at this metallic box infront of me. Its stripped with a mixture of white and light mellow purple. I instinctly picked it up with my hand, flipping it over to see what it is.

"Chatter scatter amongst what matters!"

It's fancy font in purple hue had a bolded white border which was displayed on the white tray that was there. I couldn't recognize who was on the front though, but it looks like it was someone who was famous on television. Yellow stars were also placed all over the box which meant that it has something to do with space. Flipping over to the back, there was a small little box filled with the information on the game.

"On a night day where the moons were rising, two people lie above the clouds peacefully sitting on a cloud sofa. The two god-like people were having there average humours conversation talking about random things they enjoy. Until, one special glowing guardian floated up to them granting a special golden box to the two. Curious, they opened the box too-

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