The playful rabbit and the soft puppet (Jax x Reader

~chapter four~

You sigh holding yourself hoping for this to end. You bring your fingers to your hair running your fingers through it before tugging on it anxiously.(or if you're bald you hug yourself) You're so tired out from crying why did you cry that hard. Ya really felt it huh? Well ya figured me out a little. Your brain started to wander on how I'm inside your head but you can figure out yourself slowly anyway let's go back to the other characters!
~Jax~
He pulls on his ears worriedly pandering on where you went nervously. His scattered brain can't focus on one thing as he tries to distract himself. He uses his palm and smacks the top of his head hoping his overbearing headache to go away. He starts to feel overwhelmed with emotions trying not to spill.
~Ragatha~
She panics frantically looking everywhere while Zooble yanks her away from her thoughts to comfort her. They hold Ragatha by the shoulders assuring them that it's not the end and that nobody would abstract this early. Zooble sighs as Ragatha starts to calm down sinking down to the ground onto her knees in tiredness.

Gangle~
Crying what else is new?

Kinger!!
He starts talking to himself about his insect collection rambling about facts on them and holding them in his hands. His giant hands having feather light touch as he holds his bugs, he giggles softly as they tickle his palms.

Caine~
"Gasp! There's someone in the void bubble!!" He gasps dramatically too dramatically before snapping and ending up in the void next to your anxious body. He scoops you up snapping and teleporting to the stage containing his questions for a later time trying to keep a calm demeanor. He sighs and open and closes his face in confusion before opening his mouth all the way to what you assume it a silent yell(?) or a yawn(?) .He looks around at the mess he uses his palm to cover his lower jaw as he takes his Cane and makes a gaping abyss in the ground taking the abstracted goofy ah clown and throwing him in there carelessly."now off ya go to bed a**holes" he blurs his bad language out clearly not meaning to say it before panicking and snapping pushing us all to out rooms. You sigh opening the door with your face you eyes drowsy. How? This is digital why are you tired? Did you break the barrier?