​"Welcome home!" stamped the top of the packaged box, your body stuffed inside with such greediness and carelessness felt humiliating. You were like any other, a living Muppet, with a soft cotton body and unique features. "truly one of a kind" bragged your creator not even a day before your shipping was scheduled.

being taken out of the box, new air, new environment, New individuals you haven't ever seen before...the background staff gave off a hostile vibe, making the back of your neck feel heavy with their nearing presence. But the vibes disappeared, set down atop the path that looped around the neighborhood, the staff scurried away from the view of the other neighborhood muppets.

the bright colors of bushes, trees and houses almost felt blinding, you notice a mysterious movement in the corner of your eye, turning to look, the house in the middle of a small neighborhood stood, Home, Its window eyes darting, locking right onto your figure from the distance, as if the house itself was alive. though something felt welcoming, yet very unsettling- A voice suddenly came from behind you. Whipping around your gaze landed on, Another Muppet, Wally.

"Welcome Home, Neighbor. Do you like Home? Home is my house."

His quiet, emotionless tone audible from his smiling lips, his iconic tall blue pompadour neatly done, not a single loose hair in sight, his hands gently set behind his back as he kept eye contact, though he slightly tilted his head downwards to look you over, his eyelids faintly widening before going back into a soft look.