Mari practically melted once shown affection, a smile forming on his face. "No! I'm o-okay! I'm t..tough!" x.com/attachedsoul_/…

With a happy squeak he nodded, grabbing the other's hand and nuzzling into it. It wasn't too often he got affection. x.com/attachedsoul_/…

Cue the yawn and the eye rub. "Hmm?"

Bunch of strangers around but the smol tired puppet doesn't really seem to be bothered by this.

Making his way over to the counter the puppet frowned, gazing up at where his music box sat. It needed to be wound up, but that meant he-

would have to climb, but he was far too tired to do so.

There he goes..the little puppet letting out a squeal as he ran down the halls of the pizzeria. Who gave him sugar?

And the puppet tripped on his own sleeves, hitting the ground face first.

Oh those look like tears. Sitting down he rubbed one of his watery eyes, letting out a soft sniffle.

Within a few moments, the little guy was quietly crying into his long sleeves, a few louder sniffles escaping him.

The small puppet let out a whine, looking around in the hallway.

Small clawed hands appeared on the edge of the large present box, and soon enough a small pale face appeared over the edge. "E..Eh?"

Seeing at the coast was clear the little puppet would pull himself over the edge and drop himself onto the floor with a soft "thud."

<Head-canon Thread> -This little guy stands less than a foot tall, roughly seven inches.

-This guy doesn't mind being called "Marion" or "Pup".

-Marion is rather childish and playful but he does try to act scary and will attempt to scare people much bigger than he is.

-He is much like a little child when it comes to speech. He struggles with quite a few words.

And the little Puppet was off running out into the hallway with a few noisy squeaks

After racing into a party room he'd squeal and then make a mad dash back to the Prize Corner. Someone was very hyper this morning.