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//justletmewindemonthatcomesgeneral catchall post for Toy Story AUs since I love that shit

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Frisk blasts a bit of hard rock from their speakers for a while--their headphones are broken--and ends up playing around with the buttons before they really notice them. They push them lightly around the top of the desk with their fingertips, and eventually glance down when they realize they're too light to be pennies or nickels.

Buttons. Huh.

...the doll probably had eyes once, they've got thread in place under the marker scribbles...

Frisk glances over their shoulder, then pads over to the bed, looking them over carefully. Yeah, there's place for buttons. If they had a thread and needle, anyway. There's probably some in the house somewhere... or they could use glue, except those would fall off too easy, and probably make them look like they were crying all the time. And doing that-- "Wouldn't be nice," they mutter to themselves, angling Chara around.

Frisk is considering their options when their mom glances in, eyes falling on the doll. She looks revolted for a moment before sighing. "...Where'd you find that thing?" They look over and don't bother trying to answer. They know her well enough. And yes, barely in a space of a breath, she goes on: "You know you can't sleep with it, it's filthy."

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Wherever Lunatic is, it's somewhere dark.

Theoretically his fire powers should be able to remedy that, but he's aware of being surrounded by something that might be flammable. He's wrapped up in an enormous, papery sheet, and is in the middle of a pile of something solid, but not hard, each of the somethings about the size of his head. Despite this they feel like something that would be easy to crush if he exerted any pressure on them, but Yuri doesn't think it would be a good idea to risk attracting the attention of the voices outside the dark.

"-trying to get rid of old things,' they said." It's a woman's voice, brisk, preoccupied, with a strange resonance. "I'll leave the box on your bed and you can decide if you want to keep it when you look at it."

Has he been abducted? Drugged? The woman does not seem to be talking to him, and perhaps isn't aware of his presence- or isn't aware that he's woken up.

There's a sense of motion from the container he's in- it feels like a container, something like an elevator or a bus stuffed with the strange somethings, but it's hard to move and he can't see for sure. And he can hear footsteps.

Not just hear, actually. He can feel those footsteps, alongside the motion of his container, and he realizes the container he's in is being carried by something enormous.

...A shapeshifting NEXT seems to have kidnapped/drugged him, stuffed him into an enormous box of god-knows-what, and is carrying him around? Why?

He feels the container coming to a stop on something, and hears the footsteps fade away into the distance. Silence, except for the faint rustling of the sheet and the things around him whenever he tries stretching.