*A quick glance is given to the corner of the alley. One would assume he'd mean the dark, but upon closer inspection, there's a pile of rotted wood there. Apparently a bunch of termites got a hold of it befoe he arrived.

He shudders. Those things are /nasty/.*

*Baaw. After some rummaging through his small red bag, he gives the really nice mister an extra candy cane and a teeny bell.*

*This year he's Santa's little helper! See? He points to his hat excitedly and holds up a bag of candy canes and bells. Apparently he's going from door to door handing those out.

As for what he'd like... he gives a shrug. He looks to his pile in thought. Maybe a place to put his stuff that's not in some small abandoned alley? If not that- he takes out a picture of a christmas tree from an old magazine- maybe one of those? they look so pretty, and presents!*

*From the apparently considerably large pile of junk, a torn, crunpled page is pulled out. it seems to be the picture of homely lady hugging her child before bed.

He regards it with a tilted head, and spends a few good minutes just staring at it in a mixture of curiosity and wistfulness. He doesn't really know much about mothers, but they must be realy nice.*

*The little guy looks between the chess piece Mr. Marcus gave him, and the colour he recieved from the orangey red thing. He just sort of stands there awkwardly for a long time, scratching his head.

Uh... this is kinda tough. Both are really good!*

*Of course! He sets down his picture book in front of him, looks at the pictures intently, and pretends to clear his non-existant throat.

He then proceeds to mime a very elaborate story. From his point of view it's about pirates teaming up with musketeers to get rid of the evil puppetmaster who is also a shark by the way.

To anyone else though, it might look more like a very weird and spazzy dance.*

*He knocks on himself, then gives a small shrug. He's still made out of wood.*

*His first would probably be described as ASDF- WHAT ON EARTH WHY IS THERE A RANDOM HUGGY THING HELP, judging from all the squirming and struggling.

After a while when it's clear he's in no danger, he awkwardly waves at the huggy person and offer them the candy cane he was holding.*

*He quickly shakes his head. Nope! nothing scares him at all, no sirree! Except... well.. maybe there's that. And that.. and those are pretty scay too... and that one time..

Nevermind, he's nodding now.*

*Very sheepishly the litte puppet looks down. Reading is still hard! His embarrassment doesn't last long though; he runs off quickly, only to come back with a tiny, palm-sized picture book. From how proudly he's holding it up, he can at least read that.*

@frisca

*Paintbrush drop. Holds his head with both hands. WHAT?!

Meanwhile his writer is both horrified and amused by the irony of the situation.*

@RikkyNeptune

*He stares for a moment, very confused. But he's a GIANT!*

@EtherealWaif

*Oh hey! The jellyfish girl cat thingy! He pulls out some of the tiny costumes, a paper, and a few pencil colours. Yay!*

@ThatWeirdGal

*OH NO! NO! He hurried to check on the Fuzzy lady, occasionally stumbling on the way. He was just talking to her!*

*Is so confuuussed. He looks at his fingers and counts down, before looking up puzzled. What's he counting down for?*

*Well... he scratches his head, then starts by holding up a picture of what appears to be a stitched clown doll, with a messily written "Patches" underneath. One of his friends apparently!

As for what to bring along, he's not even sure; he goes through his small pile of stuff, throwing various objects over his shoulder. What he comes up with is a thimble, a few crayons, a red paint tube, a tiny plastic pirate hat, and some yarn.

He stares at the objects for a while, and looks up with a shrug. Will any of those do?*

*The little guy nods, jumping up and down excitedly. It's the first time he's met someone from one of those big grey storybooks people are always reading from!

He holds up the newspaper for Rikky to see. Apparently he's tried making his own story too; in the photo Rikky now has a crayon doodled crown on his head, his microphone is a sword, and there are music notes everywhere. Ruler of musicland!*

*He sticks a fridge magnet onto one of his joints. Yep.

Where did he get that anyway? *