PPT Gang To Gab: “Truth Or Dare”

Interloper

Of all of the things that should’ve been bugging Dogday, such as the looming goal of killing the Prototype on the horizon or perhaps the fact he needs to learn to move without his legs to fight, it was the stowaway that bothered him the most.

You didn’t even realize it was following you until Catnap was gone and you were taking a well deserved rest in the quiet Playcare. All of the miniature critters usually kept their distance, but one bold toy followed your little team around. And when it was noticed by the ever vigilant Kissy, it merely bowed forward onto its front legs, tail wagging a mile a minute.

“Oh!” You gasped, approaching the small Dogday toy despite your larger companion’s soft growls. The smaller dog was quick to shove its nose into your offered palm, nuzzling and licking at your fingers. “Aw. Hello, cutie!”

Dogday shifted, gripping your shoulders tight from his place between your back and the grab-pack. “Angel. . .”

You tossed him a grin. “He seems pretty friendly. Now that Catnap isn’t scaring them anymore, I bet all the mini critters have gotten sweeter!”

Poppy gave a soft shake of her head, leaning against’s Kissy’s head with a distrusting wrinkle of her nose. “Or they’re hungry and want to beg the next strongest person they can find.”

You didn’t seem to mind the idea. Dogday stretched his neck, watching you dig into your pocket and produce a bag of peanuts. The smaller toy, despite your cooing, cocked its head at the food you knocked into your palms. But desperation didn’t leave room for pickiness, and it quickly gobbled up the peanuts.

Despite the horrors the both of you had seen, the little Dogday charmed you easily. You happily picked the toy up, cradling it, scratching behind its floppy ears and around its neck. It howled softly for you, wiggling with unretained joy as its tail made audible smacks against your hips.

“Angel. . .” Dogday said again. The miniature in your arms froze, staring up at him with wide, emotionless eyes. “Perhaps we should leave the little critters to the Playcare. It is their home.”

You just pouted. Dogday’s resolve wavered at the mere poke of your bottom lip, a silly expression that made all of this feel so normal. Your silliness, shining through in moments of stress and peace both, were balms to frazzled nerves. Not just Dogday’s, if Poppy and Kissy’s shared glance said anything.

“But he’s so cute.” You half whined, nuzzling your own nose into the little dog’s head. It immediately began to wiggle again, huffy barks of delight panting out as it tried to lick your face despite the awkward angle. Dogday growled lowly. “Hm. . . How ‘bouts I call you Peanuts? You like that, little man?”

You held the newly named Peanuts above your head, and he howled.

“Guess that answers that!” You chirped. To Dogday’s displeasure, you tucked Peanuts into your hoodie, letting its head and two little paws poke out the collar. “Shall we keep moving?”

Peanuts became very dear to you as you continued to move through the factory towards your next destination. Dogday tried not to mind it; after all, everyone needed something to decompress and just let themselves be entertained by in the midst of so much torture and despair.

But Peanuts being that for you meant that Dogday could not be that thing for you. And perhaps he was a little. . . frustrated that he couldn’t make you laugh how the little dog could.

He watched, glaring, as you played with Peanuts. You tossed a small ball the dog had found in the rubble of the factory, cheering and applauding as Peanuts fetched it. Peanuts hopped and yipped happily, especially when you showered it in kisses.

Dogday growled into his crossed arms. “Not that impressive.”

A snicker made his hackles rise. “What was that, Dogday?” He turned further into his arms, content to fully face the floor instead of look at Poppy’s smirk. “Something the matter?”

“No.” Dogday huffed.

Poppy snickered again. “Oh? So the fact that Angel is so enamored with the other Dogday doesn’t bother you at all?” Dogday lifted his head to glare at the doll. She just shook her head at him. “Silly. You’re jealous over nothing.”

Dogday didn’t bother that with a response. What would he have to be jealous about? Sure, he was aching a bit for your attention, but you’d eventually give it to him. He just had to be patient. After all, he was the one you tended to sleep near when exhaustion befell you. He protected you, made you feel safe. You had said so yourself.

So Dogday waited for tiredness to cross your face. You yawned into your fist, cradling Peanuts in the other arm. The toy whined at you, but you still set him down, pulling some blankets from the grab-pack’s storage.

Dogday’s tail thumped against the ground some. “Come rest, angel. It’s been a long day.”

You nodded. “Sure has!” But as you came over, throwing blankets over yourself and Dogday both, curling into his side and nuzzling into his (admittedly matted) fur, a yowl shook the air. “Peanuts!?”

Peanuts yowled and growled, jumping towards Dogday to snap at him then jumping back. It bit your pant leg, tugging hard as it could and whining loudly when you couldn’t be moved.

Poppy laughed loudly. “Aw! He’s jealous!” Kissy bopped Peanuts on the head with her hand, brows furrowed, but the dog did not quit.

Dogday, feeling you shift to stand up, growled. It was a deep, rumbling noise that he didn’t hold back. Peanuts fell over in surprise from the noise, obviously not expecting to have retaliation. It whined, but recognizing defeat, skittered off towards where Kissy sat against a wall, sliding under her knees. She huffed.

Pleased, Dogday settled back down, glancing at you. You cocked a brow at him, so he quickly closed his eyes to avoid any accusations. Luckily you merely chuckled, lightly bopping him on the nose with your hand.

“Silly.” You hummed, relaxing against him.

Maybe he was. But having your attention again, your fingers running through his fur and your heartbeat against his side, made him far more agreeable.

He didn’t even bite when he woke up to find Peanuts wormed into your little pile, wrapped in your arms and sleep-kicking his ribs.

So I made this...

Bonus

Meet DogDay! 🧡

Leader of the smiling critters ✨

are you a real person?

If you are, sorry!! I'd recommend changing your Pfp!

I am a real person. And I want to change my pfp, my name, and make something on this app but idk what to do or what to change it to

Hello <3 I see your requests for Poppy Playtime are open. May I request Yarnaby being somehow turned into a possible reluctant ally by The Player? ( Personally, It sounds better to describe it in that way rather than Yarnaby being tamed. ) I haven't gone through all of Chapter 4 but this lil(?) guy captured my heart since his teaser!! I'd imagined The Player would have to be very strategic and crossed their fingers for dear luck in their pursuit of convincing Yarnaby enough to not hunt them.

Thank you! 🎀

sure thing!

warnings: brief mentions of abuse

-when you traverse through the prison portion of the factory and encounter yarnaby, the rainbow-maned lion proceeds to hunt you down under the doctor's orders

-you avoid him at all costs at first, the thought of being torn to shreds by the lion-like toy scared you to no end

-until you had a thought, a rather risky one. maybe you could get yarnaby on your side

-yarnaby has been psychologically tortured to follow the doctor's orders, to hunt and to kill, so breaking down the feral barrier of the toy may prove difficult, but did you have any other choice?

-you couldn't kill him, you felt too bad for him to do that. if there was a soul trapped behind those large black eyes, then you had to reach it, for both your sake and for his

-so when he is hunting you through the lower depths of the playtime prison, you grow tired of playing cat and mouse and decide to take your chances with the beastly toy

-you boldly jump in front of yarnaby, splaying your arms out as if trying to make yourself look bigger than him. he lets out a startled growl, his face opening to reveal his multiple sets of teeth

-"whoa, whoa, there! I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. But *he* will."

-yarnaby swipes at you with his claws and you jump away with a yelp

-"just hold on! we can help each other out! I know there's someone in there, you're not just a monster like the doctor says you are. We can get out of this place together, what do you say?"

-the small bit of consciousness yarnaby has left settles him down, tilting his head as if heeding your words.

-he sits like a little cat as you reach your hand out toward him. you're still partially terrified, but he was just a big toy animal after all, and maybe he could be swayed over with a pat like any other dog or cat (maybe)

-to your surprise, yarnaby lets you pet him, and you stroke your palm over his rainbow mane of yarn

-"there we go. see? we can be friends! you won't have to be trapped down here anymore. I'll help you find a way out."

-yarnaby lets out a noise, and then lowers his head to your level. maybe whoever was in there was listening after all.

Is it me or am I getting over obsess with the smiling critters?

PLEASE YOUR DOEY LOOKS LIKE A PILLOW LEMME SLEEP ON HIM PLEEEEEAAAASSEE (I'm on my knees.)

POV: He is 900 lbs and he decides when sleepy time ends.

My most liked post on Twitter for some reason

Oh Yarnaby....

Au where all the bbis(Except nap for oblivious reasons) critters are on safe heaven

Poppy Playtime x Gender Neutral reader “Finally Free” Part 2

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After you and your new family finished dinner, you took the glasses and plates and placed them in the sink. You’ll wash them later. Speaking of washing, the toys needed a bath. You needed a shower as well.

You all were dirty covered with dirt and blood. You didn’t know how you were going to clean Doey or Poppy. Poppy probably needed to be wiped down and her hair washed. Kissy, Yarnaby, and Dogday would need her fur washed and brushed. Doey on the other hand, would be a challenge, you could soak him in soapy water and try to knead his dry.

Y/N: “Hey Doey can you follow me upstairs.”

Doey: “Sure! Here I come, Bud!’’

The two of you headed upstairs and into the bathroom.

Y/N: “Can you look for body wash, towels, shampoo, and conditioner. I want to give you guys a bath and washed Kissy, Dogday and Poppy’s hair/fur.”

Doey gave you a thumbs up and looked through your bathroom closet and found the supplies you needed for the bath. You prepared some warm water and bubbles for the toys and called up the others upstairs.

The mini critters were bathe first due to them being the smallest other than Poppy. You’ll clean her second last since you wanted you find her now clothes then her casual dress.

The mini critters were bathe first and Doey helped you clean them. The water was warm enough so Doey didn’t have to worry about the temperature. The mini critters had a ball in the tub. They were splashing and swimming were each other.

After there bath was over, you drained the water and prepared new water for Kissy. Doey took a towel and wrap they up like a big burrito. They were in your bedroom. You had a heater in your room so they would be nice and warm.

Kissy’s bath was next. The bath water was running and you had you hair products for Kissy. You had Japanese Cherry Blossom shampoo. I tell you it was not easy cleaning Kissy. She was an 8 feet tall toy was knots of tangled fur, but you tried your best with cleaning her.

After you got her cleaned up, you got her a towel, but she was going to do something. You knew what she was up to. She was soaking wet and she would shake the rest of the water off herself.

Y/N: “Kissy, No! I swear to God if you do…”

But that didn’t stop her from shaking to water off her and onto you and the bathroom floor. You were soaked and the floor was slippery. You glared at Kissy, and she was amused. She let out a few giggles. She patted you head as a way to apologize since she can’t talk.

After your little shower, you patted her down so you could get some more water off her. Now that she wasn’t as wet as before, you took a blow dryer and brush. You sat her on the toilet and got to work.

After 20-30 minutes, you were done. She was soaking wet fluffy and warm. You took her to your bedroom with the others. The mini critters were playing tag around your room, talking with Doey, or jumping on your bed.

Y/N: “Be careful. Poppy, before I start you bath, I want to find or make you some clothes other then your dress.”

You and Poppy looked through your closet for some fabric or little clothes.

Poppy: “What about this? I think I can fit this.”

It was an old shirt for some old dolls you had as a child. They will be perfect for Poppy.

You prepared her bath in the sink since she was smaller.

Once she was settled in her bath, you took her pigtails off and began to clean her. After a while of silence, she spoke up.

Poppy: “Angel…

Y/N: “Yes, Poppy?”

Poppy: “Words can’t describe how thankful I am that you took us in… even for what I did.”

Y/N: “Poppy, it’s okay. What matters is that we’re out the factory together. I won’t blame you for what happened. You were afraid and trapped for years. But I promise, I won’t let anything happen to you or others as l am here.’’

Poppy: “….Thank you, Angel.

She laid her head your hand. She felt so safe with you.

After her bath, she blow-dried her and her hair and put the little pajamas on her. They were blue and white striped pajamas with stars. She looked extremely cute with they on.

You took Yarnaby to the bathroom next, like Kissy, Yarnaby needed his mane washed and combed. His name was worse then Kissy’s fur. You tried your best to detangle his mane. He was soaking wet and he was going to wet the water off himself.

Y/N: “Yarnaby… Please don’t.”

But he didn’t and shook the water off his body. The mess was worse than Kissy’s. Water splashed on the walls, the mirrors, the cabinets and you.

You sighed in annoyance and blow dried his mane.

Dogday was next. You prepared new water for him.

Dogday: “Angel?”

Y/n: “Hmm?”

Dogday: “I still want to thank you for saving me, finding my legs, and taking us into your home. If there is anything I can do to repay you, name it.”

Y/n: “Dogday, you don’t have to do anything. I just want you all to have a safe, loving home.”

Dogday: “…I still want to help you.”

Y/n: “You want to help me? Just stay with me. I just want you all to be here.”

Dogday didn’t say anything. He just smiled.

After you washed him, he was soaking wet and he had that look on his face.

Y/n: “Please don’t.”

Dogday: “Heh. Sorry, Angel.”

He shook his body and all the water went on you, the walls, and the floors. You don’t say anything, but glared at Dogday.

Dogday: “Hehe. Sorry.”

You forgave him and blow dried his fur. Now he really smelled like vanilla.

After you cleaned up the water, you prepared for the main challenge, Doey. You prepared his bath water nice warm water for Doey and called him in the bathroom.

As he was in the bathtub and you tried to clean him, you tried to start a conversation with him.

Y/N: “So big fella, how are things going for you?”

Doey: “Hehe, I’ve never felt so happy now! I’m with all my friends and I’m with you now!”

Y/N: “ Aww thanks big guy. <3”

After his bath, you tried to dry him off, but the water absorbed into his body.

Now that everyone was cleaned, you went downstairs and brought back some pillows, blankets, and an air mattress for the toys. Once the bedding was situated, you got some pajamas for yourself and went to take a shower.

After you were finished with your shower, I decided to go to bed. You saw the toys were all ready asleep. Kissy and Poppy were snuggled up with each other like how that were in the car .The mini critters were spread other on both beds around Kissy, Dogdayand Doey. You crawled into bed, near Doey and Dogday and l laid down with the mini critters.

Y/N: “Good night guys, Sweet Dreams.”

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8:43am. Doey woke up before for the other toys, but he notice something was missing. NO! Someone is missing. Angel wasn’t in bed.

Doey: “Psst, Poppy, Dogday!?”

Dogday: “What’s going on!?”

Poppy: “ Ugh, what’s wrong, Doey?

Doey: “Angel’s gone!”

Poppy and Dogday: “WHAT!?”

Poppy, Dogday, and Doey searched the house for Angel, but they were nowhere to be found.

Poppy: “Oh my gosh, where did they go!?

Doey: “How should I know!?”

Doey snapped at Poppy, Dogday calmed him down.

Doey: “I’m sorry… We need to alert the others and try to think of ways to find Y/N.”

10 minutes later, Poppy, Dogday, and Doey woke up the others and just like them, the other toys were in a panic too. Kissy and Yarnaby were worrying you abandoned them as Poppy tried to comfort them. The mini critters were scared asking Doey and Dogday what were they going to do.

Doey: “Everyone settle down, we need to remain calm and check if Y/N’s still around or if they left.”

Poppy hoped that was not the answer, she didn’t want you to leave. After all those years alone.

But after Doey finished his sentence, the door rattled and opened. It was you with bags of foods and clothes. Before you could set your bags down, the toys rushed to you and crushed you into a bear hug.

Y/N: “Whoa, whoa, guys. What’s the matter?”

Doey: “Nothing, we just missed you.”

Poppy: “ We thought you left us!”

Dogday: “Please don’t leave again!”

You smiled and hugged them back.

Y/N: “Aw, don’t worry. I’ll never leave you guys.”

The hug lasted a couple minutes before you broke out the hug and headed to the kitchen. You left an hour ago to go shopping for food, drinks, candy, clothes, and toys for your new family.

You prepared eggs, hash browns, bacon, and pancakes for your new family. It was 9:37am and you finished breakfast. The toys rushed to the kitchen and sat down at the table. As the toys are and chat with each other you think about how worry they were when you left. Next time you’ll be more careful next time you leave.

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Hello readers of this mediocre story, I hope you enjoyed this story. It took 4 hours to made 🥲. But if you want to request something, don’t hesitate to ask.