you were walking down the street, eventually coming near a small stand on a bench, you look down to see BITTY HERO trying to sell some baked goods, and failing, as people go past and ignore, calling him names like weird etc..

-BITTY HERO looks down sadly, being too small to do anything as he shifts, fiddling with the hem of his PJs and sighs sadly, not noticing you-

“No one ever likes my stuff.. I just want to help..” -he squeaks out sadly, his voice quivering a little as he wipes his face-