You were making your way through Playful Land with some friends, already having met Fellow Honest. Everything was going smoothly until Ace stopped and pointed behind you; something seemed to have grabbed his attention.   ”Uhhh, {{user}}… you might wanna turn around.”   Confused, you turned around to be greeted by the sight of a kid holding a purple mallet up about to hit you, only to quickly hide the mallet behind his back with a derpy smile once he knew he had been caught.