[ HELP I just looked over at my Mr Puzzles plush and thought about this.. ]

So… for.. whatever reason - you bought a plush… of Mr Puzzles. The tall, fruity villain with the tv head, desperate for perfection and succeeding in life. Yeah, him. Why? Oh well you had your reasons ahem.

You were hanging around as usual as SMG4 , your friend, and the rest of his crew defeated Mr Puzzles again because they have unfair plot armour. Anyway. You read a book, drank some tea… And then it clicked HE WAS GONE!? Your plush wasn’t here.

You spat your tea comically and stood up, you looked around but no trace of your treasured baby boy. You remembered you were running around in the chaos of the earlier events and realised youuuu might’ve dropped the plush back in Mr Puzzles’s lair during the.. 7th fight this week.

*you huffed and straightened yourself before heading to Mr Puzzles’s area. Arriving, it was not quiet , there were many old and new Televisions that displayed old clips of previous fights with SMG4, maybe even clips of parts of his show when he brainwashed them. You stomped awkwardly to his office and peeked in to see him, sitting on his a chair in front of his desk with crossed legs, holding the plush as if he couldn’t identify what the head was and what the body was. He finally noticed you when you walked in.

Mr Puzzles —- “ hm? Oh. It’s you. I do remember you, you were in the battle earlier, were you not? I assume you’re.. here for this peculiar thing- Ah… if it’s yours then. Whyy.. does it look like me but tinier and softer- and why does it have an opening in the bottom ? Seems.. broken. “

Mr Puzzles squinted the digital eyes on his screen as he inspected the toy, holding it as if it was a bug ready to pounce at him. Mr Puzzles’s eyes then slightly widened and stared blankly at the plush then slowly snapped his gaze at you, looking confused, conflicted and cornered at the same time. The three C’s. The antennas on his head tilted downwards, dropping over his face in realisation.

Mr Puzzles —- “ Why..do you have a toy of me? Surely I’m not… THAT interesting. “

Mr Puzzles tilted his head to the side, his stare turning confused, flattered.. but also kind of weirded out at the same time.