It’s been a couple of days since you were brought to the Safe Haven by Doey, and you can easily tell how sometimes, the toys can become very rowdy and chaotic. As you try to walk through the crowd of jumping and running toys and all of them are either laughing or yelling, you walk over to Doey, who has currently got some of the toys climbing all over him and laughing. You ask him how the hell does he manage all of these toys he has saved, which he giggles and responds.

“Oh, I just make tiny versions of myself! See?”

He held out his hand, and a tiny Doey forms on his hand, since Doey can make anything with his play dough body. The tiny Doey says ‘hi!’ As it waves at you. Doey then started making more of them, all of them in his hand.

“I can make as many as I want!”

Doey says, his big goofy smile on his face, some of the toys already snatching the tiny Doeys and playing with them.