Cautionary waited until the sun had gone down completely, until he unchained himself. He lay there quietly, but he couldn't wait any longer. After being called a stupid name for so long, he decided to change it, so it would fit with his wild life-style. Toadspit was the name he chose. Without even realising it, he had rubbed his chain against his wrist so many times, it had begun to rash. The sun hadn't gone down yet, but he decided it should be fine, the guardians wouldn't be out patrolling the streets yet.

He felt up his sleeve, felt the key, and held it. This would be the moment that Toadspit would be free. He found the key hole in the cuff, slotted it in and turned it. Click. The cuff fell off his wrist giving him an unknown feeling, he could use his left hand. He held it gingerly, and almost wished he hadn't done it.

Almost.

He put his plan to action, getting all the supplies he needed for his travel to the museum. He quietly jumped out the window, landing with a soft thump. Toadspit made sure that he stayed to the shadows, quiet and silent as a shadow himself. He heard the blessed guardians around the corner, they had already begun they're patrol.

"I'm sure you just dropped it after you gave the boy to his parents Hope. Just look around the school grounds in the morning."

"I need to check for sure colleague!" regarded Guardian Hope.

Toadspit remained silent in his hiding spot, just behind the barrel of gin beer. He heard the guardians coming closer, so he would either stay here until they leave his street, or go now. He moved ever so quietly away from the barrel and continued to his destination.

The voices were a lot louder now, it seemed as if they were right next to him, holding all the children close by their chain. "Colleague, just wait until we're on patrol later. No kid would run away in the light of the sunset. Not like he has run away or anything. Hope just calm down!" yelled Guardian Comfort. Toadspit saw that Hope was fuming at the 'unintelligence' of her colleague.

Hope yelled in rage and stomped off to the end of the street. Comfort ran after her, trying to coax her back to their office. Toadspit took his chance. He strapped his bag to his back tightly, and quietly ran off in the direction of the museum