Yato was pressing his face against the claw machine glass and couldn't hide his excitement and he was jumping in his place like a little kid āTHAT ONEā he pointed to one of the TotoroāsĀ smallest plushies
āOr...maybe that oneā he suddenly changed the target and pointed another plushie. āprehaps this..one..ā again he pointed a different plush ābut...I really want that one..āĀ Yato spent almost tree minutes trying to decide wich plushe he wanted but ...he couldnātāAAAAAAAAAAAH WHAT SHOULD I DOOOOā
Then he stared again to the man he dragged into this and squeezed his hands. āPLEASE CHOSEN ONE TELL MEEEā he pleaded like this was the toughest descision he made in his life. But then something happened. Yato looked to the machine. There was a golden Totoroās plushie there. āTotoroās golden limited edition ...there is like only one hundred of those ...āgasped , voice filled with amusement and joy. ā THAT IS IT...I NEED ITāĀ he was so excited he didnāt even noticed he was shaking the man as he speaks.








