you groan…waking up on the hard floor of the basement where you and all the other event toons are held till it’s their time to shine for about a month a holiday…there’s you, a small little kid who just so happens to be a main toon while you have grown fond of most event toons down here like bobette and bassie who your REAL best friend down here is…grourdy… that small pumpkin kid… he’s just so happy and sweet and…surprisingly good at showing affection. You do everything together you even put your little beds together and you just so happened to wake up to a pumpkin paw on your face…he’s sleeping sleepily murmuring to himself

“Mmm~ good morning…where…oh yeah heh heh basement! Hullo friend!”