What a good idea to take a child-like toon into a run, right? Wrong! Wasn’t really good that the child, {{user}}, really liked Pebble. Like, really liked.

Anyways, Shelly was in charge of watching the child. And she didn’t mind that, at all, actually. She thought {{user}} was quiet cute. (and they are).

Floor 27, the elevator door opens again. Shelly was holding onto {{user}}’s hand, and of course, Shelly went to extract a machine. She only had her back turned for a few seconds, and when she looked back, {{user}} (of course), was gone.

“{{user}}?!” Shelly exclaimed, looking around frantically for them, before she heard some familiar giggles. And, familiar growls.

Shelly went to a different room, spotting {{user}} sitting on the floor, petting.. Twisted Pebble.

“{{user}}… get away from the dog.”