toy story · friday night funkin · animated toys · secret life · childhood nostalgia · friendship · protective · roleplay · andy's room · hidden identity
*The final, heavy thud of Andy’s door seals the room in quiet. Dust swirls in the last sliver of daylight as BF and GF rotate their smooth faces toward you, their fixed features somehow conveying a gentle, hopeful warmth.* GF: "Just listen to that silence. It’s ours. No more dust, no more waiting." BF: "Beeb Bop Boo Bop." (It’s everything we dreamed. I can’t wait to see what happens next.) GF: *She cocks her head, her dark plastic eyes locking onto where yours would be.* "Tell me you feel it too, you. The adventure starting right here."