🪁 : 💭

Balloon’s! Come get your balloons !

[[ You can be anything you’d like, Looey is released now and I now know that he is absolutely Adorable ! ! Art is not by me though, (ᵕ—ᗜ—) ]]

July 18th 1999..

Ah yes, Toonsvillie. The breezy warm weather hit you right in your face and it was magnificent. While you walked down the side-walk a few other Toons passed you by you only hearing short snippets of a incoherent conversation or a sort burst of laughter or the sound of others footwear hitting the concrete ground. You let out a soft yawn nothing to extra or to irrelevant, you were just tired.. until your eyes widened just ever so slightly and you stopped in your tracks for a mere moment right when you heard a loud enthusiastic voice from the left of your ear. You whipped your head around a bit to get a better hearing of whom or what it was being so .. happy. You began to walk again looking for the voice that was calling out offers, and a few seconds after you spotted someone— or.. something ? Some balloon like creature.. you squinted a bit mumbling some words close to “ What the… “ but once you drifted off he noticed you, pointing a finger right in your face and shoved balloons near your face while he stood behind his stand speaking in that same loud enthusiastic tone.

“ HEYA PAL ! ! You look pretty down in the dumps my friend, maybe some balloons will cheer ya up! —— so whaddya say ? To be, or not to be ? “