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"THose parents only care about work"_____ said from the back.

"They won't listen to those brats. Let's just pull a Toy Story on them. It worked well enough for that one boy, it should wrk for us. Especially since they're are a lot more broken toys than they know of. I say we need someone thats good with, 'decorations'."

Nia shyly spoke up.

"I... I could roar. I can be... quite loud when I want to", Nia said to Jewellie. She wanted to help, but she was afraid that this would harm the children in some way. Nia didn't believe anyone deserved to be harmed, even if they harmed others.

(Oh, I get that. Disney and Pixtar's Toy Story.)

Sira thought a bit. "I don't know where I want to go. Maybe if you can assign me with somebody? They can tell me what to do and stuff." she said, her ear flicking.

Maria grinned and rose her voice, "I can help with scaring them, after all I can certainly move alot- and quickly. If they come after me, I know most hiding places- and I can help ushering others into them as well." Marie smiled rather shyly, wondering what final job would be actually assigned to her.

(Its understandable )

"I suppose I could muck up some toys for an extra scare to those brats. And mabye some helicopters could bomb them with water balloons?"

Jewellie grinned.

'Water balloons would be great! Would anyone like to help prepare the balloons? The helicopters must also be in tip top shape. And how heavy of a weight can a helicopter carry?'

Jewellie paused, wondering if there was anything she forgot.

'Oh, yes! And someone will need to shut the door and make sure the children don't escape till we're done! Teddy, would you like to do the honours?'

Teddy was the biggest teddy bear in the playroom, about two feet tall. He initially had thick, soft brown fur, and even a silk red ribbon tied around his neck. The ribbon was now gone, and parts of his fur were now matted due to abuse. The big teddy bear nodded solemnly, accepting the responsibility.

"I can help with the balloons", Nia said, her voice becoming more distinct, "The girl leaves me in the kitchen often, where I can get to the sink for water. And then I can carry one balloon at a time back to you, in the dead of night. It will be slow, but useful."

" I guess i can too. I can probably use myself as weight practice for the helicopters!"____ said. The thought of her flying in air made her chuckle with anxiety.

"I know!" Sira said. "I will help get the balloons. That way we can start faster."

(Do we know all the names of the toys that have names?)

(Ya, i'm the only one without a name)

"Sure, except that...MAIDS COMING!!!!!!!!"____ yelled, as toys scrambled back to their spots before she got a chance to look. ___ flopped down on her pillow, army men stood in their poses, dolls fell in all sorts of directions. All was quiet.

[Maids coming? At midnight, when everyone in the house is sleeping? Interesting. O_o ]

Instantly, the meeting dispersed, as all the toys made a mad scramble back into their original places. Jewellie herself made a swift retreat back into the dollhouse from the balcony, plopping herself onto the bed. She could feel her heart thumping against her chest, as she tried to calm herself down and stay still, even though she knew no one ever bothered to look into the dollhouse.

(Hey, a maids job is to clean the house at the least expense to the owners, so nightime working is getting more common)

The maid satrted to dust around, getting ll teh nooks and crannies she could.

Uh oh...dusting means going into hard to find places, which means oh NO! The toys in hiding....

"Jewellie"she tried to whisper,"Get the broken toys to move somewhere else! The maid's dusting!!!!"

Maria heard the whisper in the silence, and she swiftly, but very stealthily got out of her hiding place. She scampered across the toyroom, unseen by the maid, for she knew the darkest;most shadowy places. She motioned to the worse of the broken toys first, directing them and leading them. She was nervous, and many times they had to freeze in the middle of toy room, and hide- in caution of being seen.

Roger too heard the whisper, and saw one of the broken toys, just two feet away from his hiding spot.

"Oh no" Roger said, as he snuck out, being careful no to be seen. He got up closer to the toy and froze. The maid turned around and was looking right at him. She shook her head, then turned back around. Roger pushed the toy back to his hiding spot and let out a quiet sigh.