Rose - A Poppy Playtime Story

Chapter 68 - Think.

(I'm back~)

The woman cleared her throat, holding the clipboard and staring into the camera. "This is day 389 of the experiment's awakening. So far, the subject seems completely passive...can't say the same for their main caretaker." She coughed, as if dismissing her previous comment. "I am Judy Patil, the main caretaker for 1182, I've been assigned to monitor 1181 while his main caretaker is away. So, Derek, don't get any ideas. Yes, I know you're the one watching the tapes and reporting to the Head."

She sighed, "Anyway, 1181 seems to be...in a state of sorts, as of recently. I call it, him- them just being lonely. I've addressed these concerns with the Head, but he says that 1181 isn't ready to be introduced to other experiments, let alone the children. No mater what I think, it's out my hands."

"For context, 1181 is the first of his type. They seem to be doing well, but again, their confinement is starting to affect them." She flipped the paper to look down at more of her notes. "In about three months they are scheduled to be released into PlayCare. Personally, I think they'll do wonderfully."

"After that 1181 is..." She flipped through the pages again. "Having his meeting with the Doctor." Her voice dropped to whisper when she read the name. She stared at it for a bit, her hands beginning to shake, before she cleared her throat and took a deep breath.

"On other notes, 1182 is starting to show development. They woke up yesterday, and almost immediately began wondering around the room. When I came to drop off their first official meal and to introduce myself, they seemed to analyzing everything. As if they were the one studying me." She felt goosebumps form on her arms, and she sat up straighter.

"They don't seem aggressive at all, though they don't seem to be one for getting all chatty with me either. Preferring to stay at a good distance from me while we spoke. They don't seem to know of their past life, but they...looked me oddly when I started asking those questions. I think they may know a bit more than they let on. I'll continue by closing monitoring his behavior patterns."

"That is all for 1181 and 1182. End of log."

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"Ack! Bobby, wait!" Dogday said, right before he practically got strangled by the red bear. She ignored him completely, squealing as both of them fell to the floor.

"You're alive!" She screamed, giggling.

"He won't be if you squeeze him to death!" Kickin exclaimed, grimacing as Bobby hugged the canine tighter.

"I thought someone got you...oh, our leaders back!" She laughed at the end, her feet kicking in the air. Dogday's face began to pale.

"Okay, you really need to let go, Bobby!" Hoppy said, rushing over to try to tug the red critter off of the dog. She just wrapped her arms around Dogday's neck, making the canine scrunch his shoulders in surprise.

"I'm not going to kill him!" Bobby whined, as Hoppy grabbed the bear's legs. The rabbit tugged, and Kickin came up behind her to help her pull. He latched onto her shoulders, grunting as he leaned backwards. Bomb just squeaked in alarm, being the one that was on the rabbit's shoulder, before she hopped off and took a few steps back.

Bobby didn't even budge.

Bubba sighed, shaking his head, and turning to the others. "I'm sorry about this...despite everything they still seem to be so childish..."