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He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
Mr. Kitty sets Mr. Rabbit on one of the small pink chairs. Mr. Kitty sits next to the rabbit.
It would nod again. It doesn't seem to have any facial features. It's likely that it's not able to speak.
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It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.
Mr. Kitty nods. He turns to Mr. Rabbit and pats his head. He seems a bit less scared.
It hesitates for a moment before it starts to crawl towards him.
It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
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He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
Rose smiles widely. He scoots to the table, folding his hands in his lap.
❝ Thank you for joining me. ❞
Rose tilts the teapot toward each cup, as well as his own.
❝ Do you take sugar, sweetheart? ❞
❝ There you go... ❞
He smiles warmly, scooting back just a bit.
❝ Is pink your favorite color? ❞
❝ It's lovely here. Pink is my favorite color. ❞
He glances back at the rabbit, taking pause. He shuffles over to it, picking it up and offering it to the figure.
❝ Here. Is this yours? ❞
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
❝ Pink is really lovely. ❞
He gestures to the table.
❝ Would you and the rabbit like to join me for tea? ❞
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It hesitates for a moment before it starts to crawl towards him.
Mr. Kitty sets Mr. Rabbit on one of the small pink chairs. Mr. Kitty sits next to the rabbit.
It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
"..."
It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.
He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
It would nod again. It doesn't seem to have any facial features. It's likely that it's not able to speak.
Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
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❝ Pink is really lovely. ❞
He gestures to the table.
❝ Would you and the rabbit like to join me for tea? ❞
Rose smiles widely. He scoots to the table, folding his hands in his lap.
❝ Thank you for joining me. ❞
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
❝ It's lovely here. Pink is my favorite color. ❞
He glances back at the rabbit, taking pause. He shuffles over to it, picking it up and offering it to the figure.
❝ Here. Is this yours? ❞
❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
❝ There you go... ❞
He smiles warmly, scooting back just a bit.
❝ Is pink your favorite color? ❞
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
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It would nod again. It doesn't seem to have any facial features. It's likely that it's not able to speak.
It hesitates for a moment before it starts to crawl towards him.
He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
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"..."
It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.
He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
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❝ There you go... ❞
He smiles warmly, scooting back just a bit.
❝ Is pink your favorite color? ❞
❝ Pink is really lovely. ❞
He gestures to the table.
❝ Would you and the rabbit like to join me for tea? ❞
❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
❝ It's lovely here. Pink is my favorite color. ❞
He glances back at the rabbit, taking pause. He shuffles over to it, picking it up and offering it to the figure.
❝ Here. Is this yours? ❞
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So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
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It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.
It would nod again. It doesn't seem to have any facial features. It's likely that it's not able to speak.
Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
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He would hear a noise coming from a room nearby.
❝ It's lovely here. Pink is my favorite color. ❞
He glances back at the rabbit, taking pause. He shuffles over to it, picking it up and offering it to the figure.
❝ Here. Is this yours? ❞
❝ There you go... ❞
He smiles warmly, scooting back just a bit.
❝ Is pink your favorite color? ❞
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
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It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
"..."
It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.
He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
It's all... his favorite color. He glances around, walking around and exploring wherever he can.
Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
He would hear a noise coming from a room nearby.
He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
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Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
❝ It's lovely here. Pink is my favorite color. ❞
He glances back at the rabbit, taking pause. He shuffles over to it, picking it up and offering it to the figure.
❝ Here. Is this yours? ❞
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
It's all... his favorite color. He glances around, walking around and exploring wherever he can.
❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
It was a very light pink. It felt oddly welcoming.
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He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
He would hear a noise coming from a room nearby.
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It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
It was a very light pink. It felt oddly welcoming.
Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
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He slips out of the bed, peering into the hallway.
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He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
It's all... his favorite color. He glances around, walking around and exploring wherever he can.
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
❝ ... ❞
He slips out of the bed, peering into the hallway.
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
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Surrounding them was nothing but pink walls. A very very long hallway that led to a single white door.
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Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
It was a very light pink. It felt oddly welcoming.
He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
He would hear a noise coming from a room nearby.
Surrounding them was nothing but pink walls. A very very long hallway that led to a single white door.
He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
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❝ ... w... where... am I...? ❞
