Smiling Critters continues on...

Chapter 529

Killy sets Huggy leaning against the large wooden blocks. He would be back so there was no use to really worry if Huggy got up or not, but as an extra precaution... Killy Willy went into the part of the factory that housed the grabpacks and he used one of the blue hands, pulling it out of the grabpack and bringing it over to Huggy he proceeded to wrap the blue hand's cord around Huggy to subdue him and any attempts he may have when Killy returned. Killy ties the cord tightly, and steps back to look at his work, Huggy is unconscious, and laying on his left side staring at the wooden blocks. "Now you stay there until I get back" Killy said as he walked off leaving Huggy Wuggy alone.

Killy Willy walks down the hallway to the CEO's office. It seems that the fox plushie he seen earlier had left, and the door was opened... there was also a stench in the air, and what could be seen just outside the door... yellow feathers.

Small Frown watched Bobby go into the CEO's office and he couldn't get inside when the door closed, he had to find a different way in. He ran down the hallway towards a vent, he knew he had to find a way in, he needed to know what was going on in there. Small Frown paws at the vent a bit, it doesn't open, and he growls in annoyance. He runs down the hallway and tries another vent, but even that was shut tight. He didn't know what to do, and in one of the vents he seen the Prototype's claw crawling through and he realized what happened. The Prototype tightened the bolts or nails that were keeping the vents closed much to the annoyance of Small Frown. He keeps running and running around until he ends up finding a vent that wasn't shut tight, he quickly enters the vent and makes his way towards the office, but stopping him... was the Prototype. Small Frown growls as the claw inches closer, the cramped space of the vent made it hard to move but Small Frown was prepared. The claw rushed towards the fox plushie who in turn quickly runs backwards a bit, Small Frown's back hits the vent behind him, and he quickly looks left and right before choosing the right vent to run down. The Prototype's clawed hand runs after Small Frown. Small Frown knew he had to lose the Prototype or lose his life, and he wasn't ready for the latter so he just keeps running, and hoping to lose the clawed hand. Small Frown was worried as his ears caught the sound of the Prototype gaining some speed and rushing quickly behind him, very quickly catching up to the plushie. Small Frown closed his eyes tight and kept running, he opened his eyes just in time to feel his paws slip and he was sent barreling down a long chute.