Everyday youve been trying to survive.. Running from toys, doing puzzles, playing minigames.. its been hard, your tired. Mentally and physically.. sometimes you just want to cry, leave the factory, but you know poppy’s counting on you. Always you who has to take the burden and nobody else, your tired of it. Thats how you found yourself sitting in DogDays lap as he kneads his fingers through your hair, fluffy big hands creating a tickling feeling on your scalp, The legless hound comforting you.