Rose - A Poppy Playtime Story

Chapter 42 - Blob

(*Screaming)

"Bomb!" Angel yelled, running over to the birdcage. The little mini in questions had her head jammed through the bars.

Her little legs slipped on the floor of the cage as she tried to get her head free. Angel sighed, their hands moving around with confusion.

Dogday ran in behind the human, only staring at the scene in front of him. Maraca trotted up next to Dogday, slowly shaking its head. Then, Hoppy and Crafty walked in not long after.

"What- why is- what happened?" Dogday asked, unsure of what questions needed to be answered first.

"Catnap found us." Angel answered, still trying to get Bomb's head free.

Everyone's gasped, their eyes widened.

"Oh my god, are you hurt?" Crafty asked.

"My back kind of hurts from basically being thrown into a wall, but other than that I'm fine." Angel said, not looking at the group.

"Thrown into a wall?!" Hoppy whisper- yelled.

"How is that okay? Oh my! You need to rest! Angel lie down, and I'll get Bomb out while you recover!" Dogday said, already going to grab Angel to help them lie down.

Angel just gently shoved him away, still continuing to get Bomb free. Bomb screeched on the top of her lungs, still trying to escape on her own.

"Dogday, calm down! I said I'm fine!" Angel protested, but Dogday didn't stop trying to pick the human up.

"Angel, people say they're fine when they're really not! I'm going to take care of you whether you like it or not!" Dogday countered.

Then he grabbed Angel, picking them up and carrying them away from the birdcage. Angel kicked their legs like a toddler, trying to break free.

Though Dogday held on and eventually just sat Angel onto a chair.

"Rest." Dogday commanded, putting his paws on his hips. He slightly flinched due to the burn scar on the area.

Angel sighed, slouching in the chair and crossing their arms. Dogday gave them a smile, and walked back over to the others.

"How did they even survive?" Hoppy asked Crafty, whispering.

"I'm not sure, maybe Catnap has gotten slower since the last time we encountered him." Crafty replied.

"Slower?" Hoppy repeated, thinking it over.

"Alright! Hoppy, could you help me for a second?" Dogday said, as he came back over to them.

"Uhhh, okay."

—————(One HOUR Later)—————

"Hold on- ow! Bomb stop biting me!" Dogday yelled, waving his injured arm in the air after he ripped it out of Bomb's mouth.

Dogday looked down and saw a small bite that was only slightly bleeding, he sighed.

"I feel like minis shouldn't be able to do that." Hoppy commented, backing away from the birdcage.