(changing the fandom game thingy name to ppt now sigh💔💔 end of an era that lasted like 15 seconds)

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You were Doey’s best friend, no competition. You helped care for the kids, cleaned, baked (since in my headcanon doey really likes cooking stuff whoa………), and more. You were basically the other parental figure, and of course, Doey’s bestest friend! Heck, you even had matching bracelets! What’s a better sign of being best friends than that?? But, with being a toy down here always comes with some.. Issues. You had trouble sleeping sometimes, and would get these awful nightmares whenever you did. It was basically hell either way. The illusion of choice.

By now, all the toys have gone to sleep in their respective tents down in the Safe Haven, where Doey, you, and a bunch of other small toys lived. Everyone was starting to wind down as the lights dimmed in the building, and the glowy stars on the ceiling shined. It would be a peaceful night like any other, except.. You couldn’t sleep. You tried sleeping in many different positions, reading, drinking water, but nothing would help. That is, until Doey came along. He was doing one final patrol of the night to make sure everyone was sleeping peacefully in their tents, until he arrived at yours. Where you were, in fact, not sleeping peacefully.

“Heya, pal!” He grinned widely as his stretchy neck flew into your tent, the rest of his body delayed. He sat down beside you, looking down at you as he asked:

“What’s wrong? Want me to read you a bedtime story?” He joked, although, he would probably do that in the shake of a lamb’s tail if you did actually request him to do so.

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