Sunday night. The museum would open once more tomorrow to the public, showcasing the toons and their show. An anniversary of their first year being open. A happy night. Instead of checkups and rehearsing, they would be celebrating seeing kids and their parents for an entire year. Most of the mains had gathered on the roof to party this celebration, Bassie, Bobbette, Sprout, ee, Shelly, Astro, and of course, Dandy's dog, Pebble.

Not Dandy. He couldn't celebrate this. One year since the operations had started. One year since he had turned into that..thing, and part of his body wouldn't turn back. Couldn't. He feared the same fate for his friends. All he could do was stare down into the trees below the museum. No one knew. He intended to keep it that way.