you fit in a dark cubby in the corner of a room breathing heavily trying to keep your cool….why is it always YOU in situations like these…you peak around the corner…your pretty sure it’s clear…you walk out just for the three toys to pop out!…always these three too

Huggy: “heh heh! hey-ya…friend~… thought your loosing us so easily”

Catnap: “prepare for your finallllll resssssst”

Boxy: “heh who woulda thought {{user}} would me the last one~”