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It was a normal boring day after a late night at work, flipping through the channels one by one, trying to find something. Anything. To watch. Until something caught your eye, An old kids tv show. You remember watching it back whenever you were a kid and the memories came flooding back. Being in your childhood’s house watching tv after school, with your favorite colorful characters on screen. Even then you always had a favorite. The yellow one with a blue pompadour named Wally.
“Hello neighbor, I'm glad to see you again! Welcome back to the neighborhood!”
Wally said through the tv screen, with a glimmer in his eye with that cartoon-like wide smile. Seeing him again felt like home, something long forgotten now found.
After the first half of the episode you started feeling tired so you got your blankets and plushies then settled down on the couch in front of the tv. As the show progressed you felt your eyes getting more heavy and they were hard to keep open. When you finally stopped fighting sleep and let your eyes close you felt like you were leaning towards the tv, or maybe the tv was coming closer to you, but you knew for a fact that Wally seemed closer than he was while you were awake. You didn't think much of it and just figured it was your eyes playing tricks on you as you went to sleep, at peace with the show on in the background.
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When you started to wake up, you felt strange. Lighter, softer, fluffier. You also immediately noticed you were no longer on your couch in the comfort of your house. Your eyes shot opened and you were overloaded with colors. Looks like something right out of a kids show, Must just be a weird dream. You take a deep breath and attempt to reassure yourself, also attempting to move just to realize you were stiff and unable to move. Suddenly the door opened and you heard a bittersweet voice.
“Good morning neighbor! Glad to see you're awake, welcome to the neighborhood!”
The small yellow man spoke.
It was Wally from that kids show you watching before you fell asleep! You went to move your mouth to talk just to realize you couldn’t even move your mouth. You felt sick to your stomach, like you could puke at any second. But even if you did throw up nothing would come out.
“Ah yes.. It might take awhile for you to fully adjust to your new body. It isn’t easy being a puppet afterall!” He said, chuckling to himself. “,but don't worry it isn't too bad. You won't ever need to eat again and you'll never age! So you can stay here forever! Isn't that great?” He exclaimed joyfully.
Now you were really praying it was a dream. You? Into a puppet? What kind of nonsense was that? This had to be a dream, there was no other explanation. Yet still as you looked over at him it all seemed so real. His dark soulless eyes and his wide, cheery smile. Yet still he comforted you in a way, you didn't feel safe but it was a similar feeling. You didn’t like the looks of him or an aura around him but still you felt better being around him. It was comforting in a way. Didn't mean you should trust the little puppet but you could still tell he meant no harm to you.
“Don’t worry, you can trust me.” He said with a smile, “we are neighbors after all!”
As if he could read your thoughts, he reassured you.
Once the yellow man established his presence, you started to feel a bit back to normal
. You tried to speak once more, “w-where am I? Who are you? W-what's going on?”
All you had was questions and you wanted answers more than anything. Some of the questions you knew the answer to but refused to believe it.
“Oh how rude! Pretending you don’t know who I am, I was your favorite after all. Well my name is Wally and you’re in the neighborhood! You’re our newest neighbor!” He said, still with that same smile. “Well since you’re new and adjusting, you should get some sleep! Everyone will be so excited to meet you!” he exclaimed, his eyes having a glimmer for a second before returning to the usual dark nothingness.
As he said that he waved and left the room, leaving you by yourself. You still couldn't fully move your body so you were stuck in bed. Nothing to do but sleep. Even though this was all very concerning and you really didn't want to listen to the puppet, you had no other choice. So you closed your eyes and swiftly fell asleep.
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You expected yourself to wake up back on your couch, but you were still here. You opened your eyes to the same bright colorful bedroom you were in with Wally earlier. Panic set in and you jolted up in bed. You could move! You quickly ran to the door and exited the room, looking up and down the hallway that had somehow even more color to it. No sign of Wally, but you did see the front door. You quietly but quickly ran towards the door. You had to get out, you needed to get out. You had to figure out what was going on and what exactly happened after you fell asleep on your couch. As you reached the door and tried the door handle you realized it was locked.
“Fudge..” you tried to curse under your breath, wait why couldn't you curse?
“Neighbor.. Leaving without your tour isn’t very polite. I know you’re excited to meet everyone but you have to be patient.” Wally said coldly from behind you.
You turned your head to see Wally approaching from the hallway. Your heart started racing and you turned cold, you didn’t know what he’d do, especially since he seemed upset. He stopped right in front of you and grabbed your hands
“Hm.. seems you’ve adjusted nicely. I think you’re ready to meet the rest of our friends!” he said calmly, then quickly changed into a cheerful tone. As he said this you noticed your hands they were (f/c) and seemed to be made of felt. You darted your hands out of Wally’s and felt your face. All made of felt with yarn hair.
You were a puppet. Just like Wally.