"Thanks again for helping clear out some old stuff, guys." Frida said.

"Don't mention it." Hilda replied, carrying another box out from Frida's closet.

Suddenly, they heard David guffawing his head off. The girls turned to him and saw him scrunched up on the floor while holding a picture he found. The girls went over to him to see what he was laughing about. Hilda struggled to contain a laugh herself while Frida was horrified when she saw the rather embarrassing photo of her as a toddler crying and holding her dad's hand. The photo was made more embarrassing by the caption "She learned she can't marry dad".

"I thought mum and dad got rid of that!" Frida screeched as she snatched the photo away and hid it in her pocket, her face turning deep crimson.

"Come on." David panted, wiping a tear from his eye. "I've cried over stupider things."

"LET'S MOVE ON." Frida boomed, desperately trying to change the subject.

The trio then turned to the box Hilda had found. After peeling the tape off and opening the flaps, they all peered inside to see what trash or treasures they could come across. Almost immediately, they found something. A plush creature with blue fur, yellow hands and feet with velcro on the former, a blue bowtie, little googly eyes, red lips that curled into a dopey smile and a yellow tag with the name Playtime Co. written on it.

This time, Frida gasped before picking up the plush and squeezing it.

"Oh my gosh! Huggy Wuggy! I haven't seen you in years." She squealed.

"I'll say." Hilda remarked. "I haven't seen one of those on the shelves in ages."

"I always found these things a bit creepy." David added.

"That's the pot calling the kettle black." Frida scoffed. "You want creepy? You still have that CatNap plush."

He opened his mouth in preparation for a rebuttal. But as he put more thought into it, he realized he really didn't have any right to argue here.

"What are you talking about?" Hilda asked, clearly locked out of the loop.

"It's better if I show you at work tomorrow." David said, a slight blush on his cheeks.


The next day, Frida was at her desk, typing away at her computer as her Huggy doll sat leaned against her monitor. Hearing the punch clock clicking, he turned and saw Hilda and David walking towards her with bags over their shoulders.

"Morning, guys." She greeted.

"Morning, Frida." Hilda replied as she and David set their bags down.

"Alright, as promised, I got him." David said as he reached into his bag.

What he pulled out was a large, purple stuffed cat with a zipper on the front, a crescent moon charm acting as the zipper handle, large, completely black eyes and a large open-mouth grin that that contained some sort of sprayer nozzle.

"Frida was right." Hilda remarked.

"Yeah, I honestly have no idea why I liked him so much." David chuckled, a slight but clear shiver in his tone. "I wonder if he still has some juice in him."

With that, he pulled the stuffy's tail. That caused a small cloud to spray from his mouth, releasing a pleasant lavender smell around them.

"Yep." He sighed.

"That almost makes up for the fact that it's insanely creepy." Frida snarked.

You know, I looked into it and found out that these are made by the same company." Hilda said. "Then I realized I have my own."

She reached into her own bag and pulled out a pink doll with grin eyes, a little smile, and, its most prominent feature, the long, stretchy midsection, arms, legs, neck and even hair.

"Meet Mommy Long Legs." Hilda introduced as she stretched the arms and legs as far as she could.

"I remember seeing kids torturing these things." David chuckled.

As the three talked about memories and played with their old toys, Officers Boy, Girl, Mouse came by, the latter riding on Girl's head.

"What are you guys doing?" Girl asked.

"Just reminiscing about our toys." Hilda answered.

"Man, I haven't seen any of these things in forever." Boy commented.

Mouse, meanwhile, was absolutely speechless. His eyes remained locked on Huggy, Mommy, and CatNap, no matter how hard he tried to look away. His breath became choppy, sweat and tears dripped down and he found himself trembling.

"Dude, are you ok?" Girl asked.

"I-I..." Mouse stuttered. "I just remembered I have to do something!"

He then hopped off her head and quickly ran off

"Oh no." Boy sighed.

"Why? What happened with him?" David asked.

"I don't know. It's just... those toys just seem to be a sore spot for him for some reason. He's never told any of us, not even me, Dog, or Dad." Boy explained.