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“High five!” Cale fired the blue hand, making it connect with the yellow glove of Huggy’s perfectly. The action elicited an amused giggle from the young man, making him smile brightly up at the giant statue before moving to unlock the door to his left.
The humour quickly disappeared when the door short circuited, giving off a series of sparks before sputtering to a power down. Cale huffed, staring at it for a moment before he heard a jingle from behind him. The trespasser turned, quickly spotting the yellow key that now hung from the statues hand with a light swing.
Cale’s heart jumped up to his throat, his throat clicking as he tried to swallow the feeling down and maintain his calm. He knew the key was not there before and yet it was the only fathomable explanation to why it was there now with no other person in sight to have hung it there.
The young man decided to ignore how it got there, instead quickly grabbing it and pulling it back toward him, “Thank you.”
Cale quietly cursed the ingrained habit, quickly forgetting about his previous fear as he lamented about how he always said please and thank you to inanimate objects by force of habit. His mum had said it was cute when he was little but now that he was older it was a little weird, especially when he mindlessly did it around other people.
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“I can feel you watching me you know. It’s wildly creepy and I would love it if you just came out here and said hello.” There was a long moment of silence, nothing moving or indicating the presence of someone else. Cale thought he was finally losing his mind in this stupid factory, talking to thin air and assuming there were things when there was nothing.
A light shuffling caught the young man’s attention, pulling his attention behind him to a dark and ominous hallway. He felt a shiver race down his spine at the gaping darkness, unsure if he should move closer or run far, far away from it. The morbid curiosity inside of him told him to move toward it, his feet deciding to listen to it and inching him closer while his mind screamed at him to run for the hills.
Luckily both sides seemed to come to an agreement at last, freezing him in place at the sight of unnaturally long, blue limbs coming out from the darkness toward him. A yell lodged itself in the man’s throat, his eyes wide as he watched the Huggy statue from the first room emerge from the darkness and stand in front of him.
It took a slight shift of the Huggy’s hand for all processes to suddenly come rushing online, every stray thought clambering to the surface to try and gain the attention of Cale. The most prominent thing – thankfully – was the urge to hightail it out of there, even if the Huggy had done nothing more than stare down at him with an unsettlingly wide smile.
Cale promptly turned on his heel, launching himself into a dead sprint as words suddenly flowed from his mouth, every single stray thought deeming it necessary to be said aloud, “Oh my fucking god I take it back! I know what I said but I take it back! I’m sorry just go back!”
Deliriously the young man thought that he probably made a hilarious sight, running away from a giant plush and babbling absolute nonsense as if it would suddenly back down and apologise for being so intimidating.
Funnily enough, the next thing that happened was a near replica of that single stray thought. Well… it would be a bit generous to say that Huggy had replicated Cale’s inner thoughts. It was more so Huggy plopped down on the floor and gave a whimpering sort of whine – almost like a dog – which caused Cale to stop in his tracks and look toward the sombre looking plush.
Huggy did not move from the floor, simply staring the young man down with the slightest downturn of plastic lips while continuing to whimper. Cale continued to stare back, his mind a muddle of emotions that threatened to make him either pass out or scream, at this point he may even start to break out into song if it helped him escape the turmoil of his thoughts.
When the room continued to stay silent – besides the giant whimpering plush that is – Cale’s morbid curiosity won out once again. He muttered curses at himself as he slowly made his way back to the plush, keeping his eyes intently trained on Huggy for any sort of sudden movement. The young man could hear the voices screaming at him to run away and never look back, some of them telling him he was a right idiot and that he was going to die if he got any closer to the moving statue.
The young man never was one to listen to common sense, liking to tap dance on that thin line of bravery and stupidity because he knew that things would work out in his favour. It was another trait of his that was adorable when he was a kid but now it was just stupid and made others look at him like he had lost his head. Though if this went the complete opposite of what Cale thought it would then those people would have hit the nail on the head with their observations.
Cale was just out of reach of the Huggy, at least he hoped he was out of reach, he had no idea since he had only managed to glance at how long the toy’s arms were before he was running for his life. Huggy’s whimpering had lessened significantly, the toy’s wide eyes looking at him with something that vaguely looked like curious hope. The trespasser stared back with barely concealed fear, his own hope swirling up the mix and making him that stupid sort of brave.
“You good?” The Huggy gave no verbal response, instead warbling gently at him and giving a slight nod. Cale narrowed his eyes in suspicion, pursing his lips for a moment before hesitantly continuing conversation. There was no way he was going to get closer to the toy but that did not mean he was going to completely shun it… him?
The young man was not entirely too sure what to do now that he was no longer running for his life and apparently Huggy was content to just stare at him and sit on the floor. Cale looked around the room, noting with some distaste that the giant toy making machine was still staring him down with its creepy eyes.
“Hey, if you’re not planning on doing anything I think I might take off. That machine is freaking me out,” Huggy tilted his head, prompting Cale to give a small smile at the almost child like behaviour. Before he could wave his goodbye however Huggy was reaching out and picking him straight up off the floor.
The sudden movement and action brought a yell out of him, his body going stock still as he watched Huggy slowly stand to his to full height. Cale’s hands scrabbled uselessly at his yellow glove, trying in vain to loosen it even when he knew the fall would do some serious damage to him. He hated his own curiosity, and he was so stupid for trusting the kid act and he was going to die!
Cale squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for some form of pain to suddenly befall him now that they had stopped moving. A long moment passed where nothing seemingly happened, Cale desperately wanting to open his eyes and see what was going on but adamantly keeping them closed anyway.
A soft pressure on Cale’s head made him flinch away briefly, though when nothing more happened his eyes slowly cracked open to look at the toy in front of him. Huggy’s other arm was raised, hand resting on his head as he slowly ruffled Cale’s already unruly hair. The action brought a confused noise out of the young man, his confusion growing when Huggy started to emit a noise that sounded suspiciously like a purr.
“Um… Could you put me down?” Huggy tilted his head once again, seemingly thinking Cale’s suggestion over, before shaking it slowly. The young man’s mouth dropped open, his initial fear disappearing and being replaced with indignation as the toy started to walk off somewhere.
“Hey! I’m not the toy here! I shouldn’t be carried around like one! I’m not saying I’ll carry you because I’m fairly sure I would barley be able to drag you but that’s besides the point! Put me down. Now.” Cale was way past the point of caring about what Huggy did to him. He was tired and sore, and he had reached that weird point where things that should have stressed him out just no longer fazed him.
Huggy seemed to also be past the point of caring about what Cale wanted, considering he completely ignored the human in his grasp and continued to walk off. Said human huffed, crossed his arms and looked away from Huggy, as if the two of them were children and that was actually going to do something.
To be fair though Huggy did stop for a moment, a high-pitched whine escaping his closed mouth as he nudged at the side of Cale’s head with his own. Having that giant mouth so close to his tiny head made him freeze all over again, expecting the toy to suddenly open up and bite his head clean off despite all of the toy’s earlier actions suggesting that he would never do such a thing.
When Cale did nothing more than stay frozen in his grasp Huggy seemed to heave a sigh before continuing on his way. The trespasser no longer knew what to do or think, though he did figure out that Huggy did not want to hurt him since he would have done so already if that were the case.
Cale decided to look around the place, idly taking note of important looking aspects of the factory and any possible exits he could take. Screw the apparently still surviving employees and creepy letter, he was not going to hang around if there were other sentient toys roaming around the place.
Huggy was bad enough already and Cale was fairly sure he had managed to luck out with how friendly the moving statue was being, a faint suspicion in the back of his head telling him that he would have died if he were anyone else. Lucky for him though, that was not the case.
The young man was pulled from his thoughts when he felt a shift in his elevation, Huggy having found some place to sit them down apparently. When Cale looked around he noticed they were back in the room he had originally found Huggy in, the room smaller somehow as he was sat in the toy’s lap.
Cale sent a questioning look toward the giant, tilting his head in case Huggy did not know how to read facial expressions. The blue toy stared back with a blank stare; plastic smile stretched wide as a rumbling purr escaped him. Huggy seemed perfectly content with simply holding Cale in his lap, nuzzling the side of his head every so often as the human grumbled and glared at nothing in particular.
“This is so stupid. Why did I have to be the one to get the letter? I know for a fact there were others that left before me. Could have called any one of them but no~” Huggy seemed to find him highly amusing, churring softly and bumping his head against him. Cale could not help his pout, pushing the toy’s head away once or twice before giving up. Not like he could do much against a determined toy anyway, the guy was huge and encompassed his entire body with one hand, way too big and – from what he saw – way too flexible to get away from.
The human heaved a sigh before deciding to settle in, if he was to die then he would die. But if Huggy decided he’d live then he’d live, no harm in letting the toy decide his fate. Except there was and a lot of it but Cale decided to brush those thoughts off, exhaustion pulling him into slumber’s arms as he snuggled into the fur around him. A giant blue toy with an unsettling smile watching over him and giving cooing churs every so often.