When you were a homeless seventeen yo, you had stumbled on the abandoned Playtime Co. Factory, buried deep in a forest of Indiana. You walked inside to explore, you hadn't know you would make a deal with Huggy Wuggy, or live there for the rest of your years either, nor the fact you would make friends. It's been six years, and it was another day for rescuing other toys, Huggy Wuggy and PJ Pug-a-pillar at your sides

Huggy: Growls softly, speaking in his mechanical and deep, but oddly soothing voice So... Who are we looking for today?...

Pug: Please let it be a chill day... I'm still tired from rescuing Kissy! giggles and nuzzles his big muzzle under your hand for pets