that's a lot of toons... hello?
...hello?

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that's a lot of toons... hello?
...hello?
"what'cha lookin' for, little dude?"
"NOTHING." "you waved your arms at me until i lifted you up to the window because you wanted to see nothing?" "YES! SHUT UP!" "wow."
"c'mon little dude, you've been out for like two days. you gotta have some water or a snack or... something, c'mon." NO! I DON'T WANT THAT! "i brought a ton of stuff from the kitchen. shit, if you have sensory issues with food or whatever just ask for something else and i'll get it." NO! "seriously? i busted my ass taking you home and getting you in a stable condition, at least try to survive."
I DIDN'T ASK! "if you don't pick something i'll just pretend you're a sickly victorian child and spoon feed you a bowl of gruel." FUCK YOU!
"shhh. the chimneys needn't be swept today. you can rest."
we're getting a therapist tomorrow, goob. they seem nice, so do you know what i'm going to ask for?
oh okay, you don't have to talk if you don't want to! i'll just tell you!
tomorrow, i'm asking for a nail file.
Eliza: Shrimpo...Listen, I know you're one for yelling, and screaming, and everything like that, and you hate everything too, but right now. I got a plan, a good plan, what if me and your parents team up to try and find the other toons, try and take care of em...?
AZUBAH'S NOT MY PARENT! DO I LOOK LIKE A KID TO YOU?! I AM NOT A KID!! I JUST LIVE IN THEIR HOUSE, DAMN IT!!!
"chill dude, she doesn't know all that." OH FUCK OFF!
"anyway. hella plan you got there, old lady. i'll see what i can do for ya."
"i promise you guys this place has the best trash, we gotta do a raid."
"sweet, is that a plushie?" "looks vintage, you think we can pawn it?" "maybe, do people buy eighties shit anymore?" "i think so, yea- OHFUCK"
"IT'S BREATHING KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT" "everyone shut the fuck up and chill the fuck out, okay?!" "what if it's haunted or some shit? what if it's a fucking alien?" "we're not killing it just because we're scared."
"holy shit. you still have that first aid kit in your house right?"
"the one with the flower on it?"
"yeah. we need to go, now."
I HATE YOU SO MUCH IT'S UNREAL!
"i know buddy." I'D RATHER BE BACK IN THE TRASH THAN HERE! "nah. live."
DON'T YOU... hate me... too?
"kinda, you are being a little shit right now."
THEN WHY-
"because you need help. the corporate bastards who did this to you don't want us to think so, but even the worst of us don't deserve to be put down like a fucking animal when we're not profitable anymore."
WHATEVER.
(Content warning for implied abuse.)
phew, that was a long walk. hella workout though. "are you mad?" hff... what. "are you mad at me?" okay, hold on... give me a minute to catch my breath. wait...
"i was just sulking outside, i wasn't gonna be gone for long. but then i saw finn and we-" ...wait... ..hhh... hhff....
"i wanted to see the other toons so i just-" ...
"it's not like i can just say sorry for all the shit that happened in gardeview, but-" ... "why are you so QUIET." ... "if you're gonna hit me GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY!" ... "..." ...shrimpo. shrimpo. shh. "..."
hey. hey. it's okay. "..." i'm gonna be honest, i am kinda mad. you ran away without telling anyone, and tore the shirt i just got you, and made me think you were dead. "...." but… listen... "....." none of that matters more than you being in one piece. look. maybe you fucked up. pain isn't gonna teach you anything new. i don't know who made you so used to violence, but i know it doesn't have to be this way. we can talk this out like people. that's what we are. people. "....." i promise to never hurt you like that, and if i ever break that promise you can run away for good. "...yeah?"
yeah.