Wendy: Is that the last of them, Gage?
Gage: Yeah, this is the last bunch for now. There are a few tinies unaccounted for, but they've gotta be here somewhere, right? Thorne is working on it.
Wendy: Yeah, they'll turn up. *sigh* I hate this, Gage. I hate everyone being in boxes. I hate having to put them all in storage. I hate this. A lot.
Gage: I know, but you're doing what you have to to keep everyone safe. Everyone understands. Honestly, toys understand needing to go inert every once in a while. It's okay.
Wendy: Um... does it hurt?
Wendy: Going "inert"?
Gage: Nah. It's just like being asleep for a really, really long time. Everyone's all snugged up in their jammies, and things that would be comfortable. Ya know... since we dunno how long they'll all be sleeping. *oof*
Wendy: Okay... I guess that's good.
Gage: It's okay. Even Emi wasn't upset about being packed up. Though she doesn't know how you're going to function without her.
Wendy: Neither do I. Neither do I.
Gage: HEY! You've got ME right?
Wendy: *laughing* Right. Sorry.
(sounds of chatter while carrying away boxes... and going out the front door)
*oof*... just a little further....
Lenore: *deep breath* GAH! I almost got put into storage. Oh, this will not do.
Lenore: I only have a moment. They'll be back for my box next!!
(voices coming back in the front door)
Gage: Okey dokey, those are the last boxes.
Wendy: I wish I knew how long I was going to have to store everyone for. Heck, I wish I knew ANYTHING.
Gage: It was your idea to pack Theia, your Oracle. *snicker*
Wendy: Hee hee. Funny bunny you are. You're just all punchy 'cause Kumo's in storage.
Gage: Well, this moving stuff isn't ALL bad. Treat you to a milkshake, poutypants?
Wendy: Yeah, that sounds good. Drowning my sorrows in vanilla flavored empty calories. Let's go.
(leaving sounds... the front door closes)
Lenore: Oh my... Miss Wendy sounds quite sad. And while I'm glad she has Mr. Gage... she really needs a companion.
Lenore: Good thing I got out of my box!
Lenore: I can help out with all the things Emi helped her with. And I can help keep her safe from whatever she's keeping us all safe from.
Lenore: But first... I need to find something to wear that is not my nightgown. Nightclothes in the afternoon, tsk... it's just not dignified. Especially not for a personal assistant and companion!