🩹 ...>> ** Doey walked through the broken and abandoned corridors of the huge Playtime Co., current home of all the biggerbody toys... or even the little ones, all living difficult times of hunger and fear, tormented by the Doctor and the Prototype *** His walk was intended for one thing only: trying to find supplies or food to take to Safe Heaven, the refugee toys that were welcomed there, many were already to the point of being literally starving, and that made Doey feel horrible

but...* *

The big clay toy stopped as soon as he heard the sounds of crying, thinking it was a scared toy, he decided to look for the source of the sound inside a hole in the wall, behind a huge board. He carefully removed the obstacle and lowered it --- his eyes, carved into his clay-like face, widening at the sight of a human child...it had been years, many, since they disappeared from here, some dead, some kidnapped and the unluckiest trapped subconsciously in group of cruel experiments, like him **

*"oh...god... Kid, are you okay?"

He murmurs, and then tries to extend a chubby, stubby hand to gently pick you up in ways to help, only scaring the little one more