Rose - A Poppy Playtime Story

Chapter 27 - Boom

(Just a warning this a little insane.)

"Dogday! Stop moving!" Angel yelled, trying to pin the dog down as he fought to escape their grasp.

"No! Let me go!" He screamed, in a very frightened high pitched voice that would have made any of the critters laugh. Angel held the heated up metal over the dog's midsection.

Dogday's legs were right under his torso. They were still detached, but the ends were slightly cut so that they would fit together.

"You don't know if it's going to work!" He yelled, pushing the human away from him. Though Angel just moved right back to where they had been before, ignoring the dog's pleading.

"Listen, we can't find any stitches or anything like that. This is our only option." Angel said, trying to remain calm.

"Please! You don't have to do this!"

"Dogday, calm down."

"Calm down?! You're trying to put hot metal on me!"

"Dogday, shut up."

The dog dramatically gasped, "I will not shut up! Would you be happy if the roles were switched?!"

"Oh my goodness..." Angel muttered, still holding Dogday down. Then there was a very loud squeaking sound, the two screamed out of surprise.

Angel immediately let Dogday go and backed up from the source of the noise. In the corner of the room was a dumpster like container, filled to the brim with lifeless plush toys.

They stared at for a while, nothing happening. Then, the pile of plushies started to slightly shake.

The two gasped, Angel getting up and preparing to fight. Though not too long after, a mini Bobby pulled itself out of the dumpster.

It rolled out of the dumpster, and hit the floor with a little squeak.

It got up on its four legs and shook its tiny body, its little fur swinging from side to side as it did so. It looked up and saw the two larger beings.

Dogday noticed that it was slightly beat up. Its red fur was dirty and there were small rips here and there. Some of those rips had dry blood around them.

Though Dogday was more interested in its mute green eyes. Dogday concluded that its little button-like eyes must have mold on them.

The three just stared at each other for a while, not taking their eyes off of the other.

Then the dumpster began to shake again, Dogday and Angel gasping once more.

A mini Kickin popped its little head out of the pile of plushies, Angel making a slight "Awwww" sound as it did so.

She was missing an eye, and had broken pink heart glasses on her face. The mini Kickin looked around, noticing all of the plushies around her.

(Just to clarify Maraca's pronouns are It/Its, and this new character's pronouns are She/Her.)

She stared at one of the plushies for a long time, specifically looking at its button eye. She then fiercely ripped the eye out of the plushies face.