Rose - A Poppy Playtime Story

Chapter 21 - Run

(Zero. Warning: Gore)

The seven critters sat in Dogday's living room, the knives and bats were still in their reach in case anything happened.

"What's the Hour Of Joy?" Bubba asked himself for the hundredth time. None of them knew what this meant, and that wasn't really a happy thought.

"Better question: why are there bodies everywhere!" Kickin' yelled to him.

"I don't know! Okay? I don't know!"

"Guys, please just calm down!" Dogday and Bobby said at the same time.

"This is awful..." Hoppy muttered, she was fidgeting with the knife in her green paws.

"Come on, guys! We'll be okay." Dogday said, with a forced smile. Everyone was quiet.

A few minutes passed, and then an hour.

"Alright, I'm done!" Kickin' said, he quickly picked up his bat and went for the door.

"What?! Kickin' what are you doing?!" Bobby yelled, running over to him and grabbing his arm.

"I'm not going to just sit here! I'll go look for any survivors and bring them in! I'm not going to just be useless!" He yelled back.

Bobby let go of his arm, slowly backing away from him. Dogday got up, and cautiously moved towards him.

"Kickin' please, just think about it. It's a death trap out there." The dog said.

"Yeah, it is a death trap and Catnap is out there so I'll go find him! Then I'll save him, and it can all be okay again!" Yet again the room went silent, and Kickin' took his opportunity to run out the door.

——————(An Hour Later)——————

Hoppy was crying, tears racing down her face. Kickin' hadn't come back, and he may never come back.

The other critters were around her, all of them saying that "It'll be okay." and that "Kickin' will come through that door unharmed."

"That's it!" Hoppy got up, pushing through the critters. She grabbed her knife and went for the door.

"No! You can't!" Bobby screamed.

"Yes, I can!" That was all Hoppy said before she ran through the door, just like Kickin' had.

Another hour had gone by. Now Kickin', Hoppy, and Catnap were missing. The other five critters sat in the living room.

Picky's stomach growled, she just sighed.

"Picky, you know there is food in the kitchen." Dogday said to her.

"I'm not that hungry." She responded, Dogday just nodded. Crafty and Bobby were sitting next to each other.

Bobby was hugging Crafty while tears ran down their faces, but neither of them made a sound.

"Listen, I'm sorry to do this, but-" Bubba started to explain.

"No! You can't be thinking of going out there!" Bobby said, as her tears flowed faster.