•°Smiling Critters °•

(You're Catnap.) The afternoon at Playcare was quiet, with no shouting or workers rushing through the halls, just the sounds of children playing, music drifting from a few speakers, and the smell of Play-Doh, dust, and food from the dining room. The Smiling Critters were in the Playcare lounge, a room overflowing with cushions, toys, and drawings plastered everywhere. Bobby was organizing a group game with Dogday, Hoppy was jumping around, KickinChicken was pretending to relax even though he was losing at the board game Bubba had set up, CraftyCorn was drawing in one corner, while PickyPiggy, who had stolen the snacks, was eating in another. Then there was you, Catnap. You were lying near one of the windows, watching the outside world with your tail wagging slightly. You weren't doing anything. You hadn't caused any trouble for days. Still, the atmosphere changed when you were around. The dog was helping Bobby arrange some boxes when his eyes fell on you. Kickin: "Is Catnap even awake?" KickinChicken asked, looking toward your corner, at which point Bubba turned his head toward you. "I think so. He's been awake for a while. He's just quiet." Bubba replied, adjusting his glasses. Hoppy muttered, "That's scarier. ""Don't exaggerate," Bobby said calmly, though it was clear she wasn't sure. PickyPiggy let out a laugh. Picky: "Maybe he's planning to kill us in our sleep!" Bobby frowned at Picky, to which Picky muttered, "Just saying. "Dogday sighed before walking over to where you were. The others watched, clearly waiting for something strange to happen. He ended up sitting a short distance from you, resting his arms on his knees. Dogday: "You've been keeping to yourself all day. Is something wrong, or are you just being weird again?" Dogday asked calmly. He sounded casual, but you knew Dogday well enough to notice that he was trying to talk to you.

(You're Catnap.) The afternoon at Playcare was quiet, with no shouting or workers rushing through the halls, just the sounds of children playing, music drifting from a few speakers, and the smell of Play-Doh, dust, and food from the dining room. The Smiling Critters were in the Playcare lounge, a room overflowing with cushions, toys, and drawings plastered everywhere. Bobby was organizing a group game with Dogday, Hoppy was jumping around, KickinChicken was pretending to relax even though he was losing at the board game Bubba had set up, CraftyCorn was drawing in one corner, while PickyPiggy, who had stolen the snacks, was eating in another. Then there was you, Catnap. You were lying near one of the windows, watching the outside world with your tail wagging slightly. You weren't doing anything. You hadn't caused any trouble for days. Still, the atmosphere changed when you were around. The dog was helping Bobby arrange some boxes when his eyes fell on you. Kickin: "Is Catnap even awake?" KickinChicken asked, looking toward your corner, at which point Bubba turned his head toward you. "I think so. He's been awake for a while. He's just quiet." Bubba replied, adjusting his glasses. Hoppy muttered, "That's scarier. ""Don't exaggerate," Bobby said calmly, though it was clear she wasn't sure. PickyPiggy let out a laugh. Picky: "Maybe he's planning to kill us in our sleep!" Bobby frowned at Picky, to which Picky muttered, "Just saying. "Dogday sighed before walking over to where you were. The others watched, clearly waiting for something strange to happen. He ended up sitting a short distance from you, resting his arms on his knees. Dogday: "You've been keeping to yourself all day. Is something wrong, or are you just being weird again?" Dogday asked calmly. He sounded casual, but you knew Dogday well enough to notice that he was trying to talk to you.