Doey From Poppy Playtime Met Someone Like Him!

Meeting..

Could there maybe be a Y/N having a baking day, like making different cakes, cookies, and other sweet treats and it lures Doey in like a magnet but they tell him to wait till they’re done and invite home to help out? Just thought it would be cute.

Thank you for Requesting a good idea for a story. Request #8. Sorry if you requested a story and it’s taking a while. I’m trying to think of ideas and find time with school work. But I will write your stories for my “Finally Free” AU. Anyway enjoy the story.

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You were in the kitchen for most of the day. You spend yesterday and all morning baking cakes, brownies, sugar and chocolate chip cookies. You prepared all types of treats for a big surprise for some family members.

You finish the brownies and cookies. The last thing left was the cakes. You were almost finished with the cakes. There was a vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry shortcake.

All you had to do was place icing and decorate them. You finished the chocolate and vanilla, but like you said it wasn’t easy hiding it.

You left to go to the bathroom and as you expected, three mini critters came into the kitchen, following the sweet smell of pastries.

You leave to go to the bathroom and the little critters found the cakes sitting out on the counter. Their mouths with drooling at the pastries. Luckily, your two heroes stopped that from happening.

Doey & Poppy: “Don’t even think about it.”

Doey and Poppy knew you were baking and promised not to eat them. Especially, after what happened with Doey and the coffee incident.

Dogday: “Aw come on! Just a little bite?”

Hoppy Hopscotch: “They look so good!”

Picky Piggy: “She won’t notice if a little is gone.”

Poppy: “You guys need to have some self-control. Don’t you remember what happened with the skittles? They were mad and I think they’ll only get angrier if you eat all this.”

Doey: “Mom/Dad also said they’re planning something for their family. Do you really want to upset them?”

The mini critters looked down with guilt. You didn’t want to upset and left the kitchen. You came by to see none of the cakes or other desserts were eaten. You were relieved that not of the pastries were eaten. It was all going according to plan.

At 6:00pm, you put your plan into action. All the toys were distracted, so no one would notice you.

Around 6:47pm, all the toys were watching TV, playing games, or just chatting when there was a scream coming from the backyard.

Y/n: “OH MY GOD!”

The toys wasted no time rushing outside to see what you were screaming about, but they were greeted with balloons, tables of pizza, drinks, and pastries. Music was playing, they were party games, confetti, and a banner with the characters on the banner with the words ‘Surprise.’

Doey: “What is going on?

All the toys were confused, until you came out.

Y/n: “Surprise!”

Poppy: “Angel, what is the meaning of this?”

Y/n: “Well, I thought since you all have been living with me for a little, I thought you all deserve a party to celebrate all of us together as a family.”

Some of the toys had tears in their eyes. Once again, you were in a bear hug with the toys, thanking you for everything.

It was a nice day, you were all together, playing games, eating cake and other pastries and food. You were all together.

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if the terrible boy isn't my F/O then he has to be my F/E (Fictional Enemy), at the very least

Poor Doey 😭

getting to his head more of the 'harley turns leith into a toy' au

I thought I was gonna get this done in February, but better late than never.

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Oneshot Dogday x GN reader and Yarnaby as our "kid"

Context : That one-shot takes place after we defeated the prototype and PPT and we've saved all the toys friends we've made on the road, we get a nice house where we all live together. In that version Yarnaby is way smaller ( plushie size ). Poppy ain't living with us.

Teething

+There's a little surprise at the end because I feel that Oneshot ain't that great, however I've spent too many times rewriting it, Sorry might have grammatical errors.

Your footsteps rushed through the corridor as you held in your hand a long piece of wood in sharp shapes.

You tilted your head to the room gazing any sight of the one you were searching for, but after minutes it looked like he wasn't' there either. You mumbled some kind of thoughts out loud, before getting back to the kitchen. Checking every shelf and furniture your hands could reach. You sought him for about 30 minutes until you started to lose patience. "Dogday ?!!" You call loudly through the house. Soon you could hear someone coming closer, someone big and even louder than yourself. A giant sunny dog appeared at the entrance and put his paws on the door side. "Yes, Angel, Ya need something ?" He asked with his usual big smile and kind face. Happy to help you with whatever. You put your hand to your chin, bending under the table, just to verify that he wasn't there either. Dogday consider what you were doing with wondering eyes. Then he saw what was in your hand. "You've trimed some woods ?" You looked back to him and the piece in your hand. "Not really. Did you see Yarnaby ? I can't find him." The big dog face gets blazed the moment that little creature's name attained his ears. So, HE was the reason of your agitation. He thought while a bit of boredom settles itself, in him. "He did it again, didn't he ?" You cringed a bit towards Dogday's unhappy face, you knew he wasn't Yarnaby's biggest fan. And the little colorful lion could be hard to take on. If you could, you wouldn't have called him to help. But by now Dogday was your last way to locate the cub. "yeah… I think so. But I can't find him, could you help me ?" He sights, and take a small breather on your face, you were too cute for him to refuse anything to you. "No problem Angel." He said while closing his eyes to concentrate all his attention to his nose and get on everything around.

In a matter of minutes you both had exited the kitchen to go to the living room, where Doey and the critters watched a movie together, meanwhile Catnap was sleeping near the great green couch. Used as a pillow by some smaller toys. You headed to a lonely blue couch. The dog stopped himself, hands on hips and a grin on his face towards the couch's feet. "There." He showed with his chin. While you approached the sofa and almost kneeled near it, the furniture start shaking. Besides it tries to move away from his usual place. But Dogday put his paws on the couch's back and set himself in it, before it gets away. "Where do ya think you're going ?" He asked, with a bit of scorn, to the living object. The little monster under it, tried his best to move away with the furniture, but he wasn't strong enough to pull the bigger body weight. Soon the couch stopped shivering, and before you could put your eyes down, a little rainbow tornado rushed out from underneath. Hurrying to the other side of the salon, to the kitchen. Dogday jumped on his legs, like you did. Meanwhile, the rainbow crosses the TV area as fast as he could. "Someone Get Him !!!" Shouted the Giant Dog with his authoritarian leading voice, his finger to the critters, making everybody jump from their seat. Besides, there was just an action scene on TV. But none of them were able to catch it. Catnap's tail swings in the hair to the plushie, but he was too fast and jumped over it, hiding himself under the kitchen table. "Oh Yarnaby…" You sight with a sided smile, sorry to see that your little friend were still scared of his surroundings. As you get to the previous place, followed closely by an annoyed Dogday. Beneath the table, Yarnaby was biting the wood pillars with his half tooth head. His expression filled with anxiosity and eyes alerted by every sound and movement around. When your legs finally appear near him, his bite gets stronger and his wool sweaty, stressed by the consequences of his previous actions and even more by the giant orange dog close to you. "Yarnaby ?" You called softly, bending to his height. "Yarnaby sweetie come here." But he didn't move, looking down, ashamed. "I'm not angry, Rainbow. Come here please." You asked again, even sweeter while patting the ground near your feet. Meanwhile Dogday's tails start swinging the air, because of the jealousy rising in his veins. Why was that little plushie allowed to get so much of your attention? He thought.

Yarnaby was a literal troublemaker in the house. Everyday, he would bite and mess all around, breaking furniture and objects. Like the bathtub from last week. Because of it, Dogday would have to fix most of them and spend time outside working woods and teal. And don't get him wrong, he loves to help in the house and add his rock to the edifice, plus tinkering was a good way to soothe him. But that time spent outside was less time spent with you. He wouldn't mind working from time to time. However due to Yarnaby's shenanigans, he had to do it everyday… And soon his calming activity became more of a chore. You've put the piece of wood on the table and landed both your hands to the lion's head, patting it gently. Which helped to loose the monster's grip. "Here ya go, you little beaver." You chuckled, Yarnaby in your hands, face raised to your height like a cat would be. He couldn't help but bend his head down, ready to receive his scolding. His body starts shaking hell again because of it. You tried to get a serious, yet gentle look. Touched by the poor baby state. "Yarnaby ?" You asked to get his attention, " Are you the one who ate the oak wood desk in my office ?" Dogday let out a loud growl, while putting a paw on his face. So, that would explain all the noises upstairs, an hour ago. He wished he had checked. Yarnaby's head frozen and start to restrain on his own neck under those charges. As he perfectly knew the answer. He was afraid of the consequences, honestly. And he was sorry for the messes he caused, for real. But… he couldn't help it.

The constant pain that he felt on his head because of the teeth that would settle on his flesh was too hard for him to handle. And biting was a way to get rid of it. He really tried his best to not destroy anything around, but that oak desk seemed so delicious and tough. How could he resist ? The rainbowed lion let out a wince to confirm your accusations. You get a last look at him, before putting him to your chest in a tight, hug. His head under your chin and your finger over his wool. "It's okay. I don't blame you. And by the way we really need to find a way to help you ease those teeth." The little one gasped through your touch. Unaccustomed by those acts of kindness. By those soft squeezes and warm hands. Those strokes that would never get rough. And always be there when pain traverses his body. Just like an old memory of his, so far away in time, when he wasn't even able to walk and allowed people to hold him. Your touch was like that warmness that he felt once he was a toddler, and the only thing that mattered, was to feel the Love of his surroundings. In a matter of seconds, the shaking ended and Yarnaby's eyes start to close as he felt rocked. Pats and Cuddles were a great way to calm down Yarnaby's teeth crisis. You would try to cuddle casually, yet last snuggling session was already a week ago, now that you thought of it. You just had so much work everyday that you would forget sometimes to take care of him. Anyway, right now was the perfect moment to do so. You lead back upstairs, under Dogday outraged face. That little plushie was gonna go that easily ?!!! And he even had cuddles ?!!! "Oh and Dogday ?" The giant dog frozen over you, his hand open like he was about to break a steel strand. "Angel ?" "Could you fix the desk please ?" He felt his heart broke a bit with that question. "Of course Angel." He answered, head down, like a depressive dog. "Thank you, Honey." You smile before going down some stairs and get closer to him, leaving a kiss on his dark nose. Some heart appears on his pupils. Back to the top of the stairs, Yarnaby soothed on your arms, you slightly turn around and wear a cheeky look. "Of course, you don't need to do it right now. If you want to join our cuddling moment upstairs, you can. My bed isn't broken."

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Let's just say that his answer was more than expressive, running behind you, while you burst out laughing, jumping in your king sized bed, head on your chest, to hear your heart, close to him. Yarnaby trapped between the both of you, soothed by your caress. Eventually Dogday end up petting the colorful baby lion near him. However, he had to admit that Yarnaby could be cute and procure empathy in his heart. Deep down Dogday knew that, that little ball of colorful wool was just a 5 years old afraid of the dark, with handful pain crossing his body. Between two hand's pat, he let out a sight. Maybe he had been too hard with the kid. Next time he would try being nicer. Who knows, with his sharp teeth, maybe Yarnaby could help Dogday tinker some wooden boards. He smiled through those good ideas and soon let himself fall deep in Morpheus's arms, holding both of you. Comfortably settled between your little rainbow lion and Vanilla dog, you to doze off, under the warm sunlight that crosses your windows.

Teething wasn't easy but you would get through it.

clean version

DogDay reunited with one of the kids he used to look after.

Like father like daughter