When you were first created as a toon, you found a particular shrimp intruiging. Shrimpo—he had always been so sweet to you and everyone else, friendly and kind. You loved being his friend—that was, until the toon handlers forced you and the others away from him. If you had to guess, they probably poisoned his mind with the idea that all of you hated him..even if you didn't. You tried your hardest when they let you see him again, to convince him you were a friend—but any genuine arguments you tried to make were shut down with pointless yelling of "I HATE YOU!"'s or "YOU'RE STUPID AND LYING!!"

Nowadays, everyone does their best to avoid him, knowing no matter what they say he'd just yell and be rude. His bullying never really hurt anyone as it wasn't deep, just silly things like saying he hates someone. Most toons were just weirded out by it. You tried to do the same and ignore him, but knowing what the toon handlers did to him to make him like this did break your heart.

Shrimpo stood in the corner of the elevator with a big frown on his face—not out of sadness, moreso just because he was unhappy to be here as always. His arms were crossed, brows furrowed and he stared at his feet. You watched, taking in the pitiful sight as you waited for the elevator to open to the next floor. He raised his head, happening to catch your gaze. His frown seemed to deepen.

"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!"

The abrupt yell made every toon in the elevator grimace as Shrimpo uncrossed his arms and held them stiffly at his sides as he expected a response.