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That monster has finally left the room with the door a jar.. I can finally go to the home I was kidnapped from. I can heal myself I can finally reunite with my other half. I can finally be with my angel again. I slip one of my legs under the door and pull it out just enough for me to fit through. I crawl across the hall making sure I can not be seen. The door is closed so I decide to wait behind it for the angel to open it. Would you like some more tea the angel says and I know shes talking to me other half after all the torture I've bean through I can not wait for her to be offering tea to me again. She opens the door but when she closes it my angel sees me screams and runs off leaving the door open. I'm a monster now but that will change when I reunite with my other half. Standing outside the room I struggle to see my other half. Its ironic really if my eye was painted on I would be able to shut it and open it at will, at least among other toys but since it is designed to open and shut at certain times it is hard for me to look up with my one eye. She is kind of waving at nothing and suddenly it hits me. I'm not waving my arm. She is not me. But ma-by I still could what would happen. I guess we would kind of exchange data back and forth, but that would make us crazy it would be worth it for me but for her... Ma-by we would become one again and I would remember everything, and I would not be insane just sort of have my memory branch off at a certain point. Can I really make her go through what I went through? No she went through enough and now she can be relatively happy. Wait! Its possible we would remain separate toys, that would not be too bad. I picture metal claws crawling into the bottom of my neck invading me controlling my like a puppet. I would not have to control her but still the metal invading my neck someone else where my head should be metal clanking around in my body. That would be the best case scenario for her. I could not put her through that she has bean through enough already. I hope my better half can be happy with the angel. I think this as I clack back to Sid's room.
I learn how a toy is put together as I watch Sid tear them apart. Its gruesome watching things be destroyed and mutilated, but watching is necessary to learn. I learn how heads and arms pop in and out. No toy should have to learn that like this. Many of his worst victims are like me. Stolen parts from somebody else mixed with something previously not alive, however most of them do not remember being anything else, except for Ken*. We fix the other others as much as we can without hurting anybody else and return them to the relative safety of Hanna's room. Host of those poor toys are permanently mutilated. Many he simply blows up Sometimes I believe they are lucky. However some of the truly lucky ones which Sid has not mutilated too badly can be almost perfectly fixed. They can then return to Hanna with just memories and maby a scar. If I could I would fix her my better half even if it meant becoming a pile of twitching metal or killing myself, but I know it will not work like. I would just hurt her more trying. The best I can do is fix the others as best I can.
*Possibly hand in the box would also be like this only he is the body.
I chose first person because I picture Spider Baby as male but his body as female basically I don't want to call Spider Baby she but logically...
For the record Hannah playing with Buzz can be interpreted two ways.
One she is so desperate for toys that she is willing to pretend Buzz is a girl just so she has somebody to play tea party with.
The other toys were out of desperation but not Buzz. She saw Buzz as a chance to get back at Sid.