#mr. hunt

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You got a problem with how many teeth Baby Teeth has? Why don't you come over here and count mine?

- O5-Fourteen

I'm sorry, but this isn't my area of expertise. Please contact my brother Mr. Nurse for any medical-related questions and commands :)

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Prompt: Searching

Word count: 500

Their house was only so big, so it couldn’t be far. Her head felt bare, naked with out the worn knitted wool adorning it. Ears cold and exposed even though it was the middle of summer. Hair wild and untamed without it confines to contain it.

She had flipped the house upside down looking for her beloved. She hadn’t even realized it was missing until she had woken up the following morning. Not remembering taking it off, she never did. It was like it was glued to her head sometimes, she hardly removed it unless it needed to be washed.

She checked the laundry room. It was the first place on her list, right behind her own bedroom. Maybe her dad came in her room during the night and took it to be washed, it would be the first time. But both the washing machine and dryer were free of anything clothing. She even checked the little lint trap, cause you never know.

The living room was next; and it faced her full wrath as she tore pillows and cushions from the couch and chairs. She looked under the couch and behind the tv and nothing. She had begun her search in the dining room when her dad gave her a brief scolding for leaving the living room a mess and she had to go back. This allowed her to double check under the pillows and cushions that now rested on the floor. Lifting them up quickly like the garment she was looking for would bolt as soon as she saw it.

Even with her double checking, the living room didn’t have it, nor did the dining room or kitchen, or garage, or the bathroom, or her dad’s room, and she even doubled back to check just in case she missed something, nope she hadn’t. Even the front and back yard was checked and nothing turned up.

It wasn’t until after two hours of searching; when she had flopped down onto the couch next to her dad ready to cry, there was a knock on the door. There was a clear shot of the front door from the living room where they sat but she wasn’t looking, her face was buried her her dad’s chest as she sniffled holding back tears.

She hadn’t been listening until she heard his voice, his soft sweet voice. “Hi Mr. Hunt I’m here to return Ahna’s hat”

Looking up sure enough there stood her boyfriend, Jasper and on his head was her beloved fox hat.

“Jasbunny! You found it!” Within seconds she was off the couch and had her arms wrapped around his smaller form rocking him back and forth vigorously.

“You left it over at my house yesterday.” He spoke into her shoulder wrapping his arms loosely around her waist.

“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you, my little Jasbunny!” She picked him up and spun him around before taking the hat from his head and placing it onto her own head and darting off somewhere into the house. Her screams of joy echoing after her.

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Tempest Little Mister blurbs #3 (21-30)

Mr. Hunt The first of the new generation, Mr. Hunt was made for an action-packed beginning. Love of cryptids exploded when he was made, and so he was designed to help track down and hunt these creatures of urban legend, from bigfoot to the chupacabra to Mothman. He has recently suffered an attack that has left him unable to use an eye and has filled him with a massive mistrust towards people, especially if they were patches with a red white and black circular pattern.

Ms. Lake Ms. Lake is one of the more tragic Little Misters. Originally, she was made for edutainment. She had nice blue clothes, and her long hair swooped around and formed a small pond to house smaller aquatic specimens. Unfortunately while in service she stumbled upon a murderous couple dumping a body. Even though she didn’t know this, the couple lured her to the water edge and proceeded to drown and attack her, leaving her body seemingly permanently disfigured. *

Mr. Shadow  There exists a sign that is periodically found around the Factory floor. “Feeling a bit drained? Don’t forget to check for lurkers in your shadow!” This was made to remind workers of Mr. Shadow. Mr. Shadow is one of the few Little Misters to have an almost/complete lack of human features, and that is because he is 2D. Mr. Shadow is his namesake, and can travel from shadow to shadow. Can’t find him but still feel fine? Maybe keep an ear out for his low, sinister laughter.

Little Mr. Bone When Three left Little Mr. Halloween was feeling very lonely, for there was no one that could celebrate the spooky season with him. Enter Little Mr. Bone, A small skeleton that likes to play and receive lots of sweets! He is oddly well-versed in first aid, and will always be up for a fun game. Just don’t play hide and seek in a haunted house attraction, since he can dim his golden hues to blend in with the props.

Little Ms. Ghost  Scared of spectres? Phobia of phantoms? Little Ms. Ghost is right for you if you wish to get over that fear of yours. Despite her small appearance and her translucent nature, she was created as a personal guardian, and she will do whatever it takes to make sure you are protected by everything that may go bump in the night. Just make sure you never extinguish her lantern.

Mx. Clockwork  According to rumors, a human worked the clocktower of the old factory and got crushed. Since they were such a key worker, Dr. Wondertainment made them into Mx. Clockwork. Dr. Wondertainment has gone on record to deny this, and does not tolerate the spreading of this rumor. Mx. Clockwork bears a unique design, with a human “shell” that houses a wide assortment of gears inside that are constantly turning. It appears they are the inspiration of the Troupe of Shadow’s sideshow member “Gears”

Mx. Helium Lighter than air, the floaty Mx. Helium is always up for a good time. Usually not seen without their three large heart balloons or a weight strapped to their waist, you should normally find Mx. Helium hanging around the factory’s hangar space or Party Practice Room. They’re the most ditzy out of the Little Misters, and is often found stuck to the ceiling for misplacing their weights. Considering how much they bump into the ceiling, it’s amazing how their pristine white clothing is not dirtied up.

Mr. Silent  Sometimes one needs some time to vent to others about all their troubles in the world, and Mr. Silent would love to help you. Plain dressed, friendly body language and the inability to speak in any regard. Rumors of the workers say that his permanent silence is to hide a sonic scream that can absolutely shatter walls. This has by no means been proven, but it does seem like an interesting thing to think about, no?

Ms. Mouse Did you know that fleas are actually what spread the plague, and they rode on the rats? Well, not a lot of people know this, and blame the scampering squeakers. Not only that, but mice are viewed as vermin anyway, so how must this problem be solved? How about a person that has mouse ears? Ms. Mouse will be here to save the day! With a quick song you’ll see the mice follow after her like the Pied Piper. There’s totally nothing else about her…right?

10. Mr. Nurse War is constantly happening. People suffer from the outside world, and people take their anger or selfishness out on the Little Misters. Mr. Nurse was made to help both. With tired eyes and an equally tired expression, Mr. Nurse is often bustling around, tending to wounds on battlefields, civil unrest, and various other tragedies. He has endured much more than the average person or Little Mister. Scratch his messy grey hair, he needs some relax time.

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Agreed though, we don't support violence towards the baby!

but it is fully grown?

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Maybe you should talk to Siegel first after all. He knows Teeth pretty well, maybe you can work out a proper strategy that way that won't cause too much public attention?

Hmm.. you maight be right...

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Probably a regular doctor, but people don't usually get surgery over every little pain?

Hmm... You're right. I'll see if I can convince my brother to swap in for their person and then use him to get inside the clinic!

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I somehow doubt they will get operated on? It's the 1880s for these people

But. She needs a dentist? Are they going to a witch doctor?

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Are you going to pretend to be the doctor or what?

No, I'll just camouflage in the operating room!