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[rootinest]

[It's taken some time for him to sit down and actually try this because every instinct he has is screaming at him that it's not allowed. The rules toys follow aren't just something they choose to follow, they're instinct. Instinct they can fight, certainly - like when he and Sid's toys had scared Sid - but instinct nevertheless.]

[But this is a special circumstance and maybe Buzz has the right idea. One of the big people had been nice to him, sabotaging his back switch so it didn't actually change anything when switched to demo mode.]

[This situation is so much bigger than them, bigger than any other chaotic situation they've ever faced, bigger even than their little prison break at Sunnyside. What's an escape from a daycare compared to an otherdimensional...whatever? A place where magical shock devices have been put inside them and now they're being expected to, what, go on missions? His only job is being huggable and good for playing pretend. How that's supposed to translate to "missions" is beyond him.]

[In any case, it's so big that maybe he and Buzz need a little help from the big people. Or at least for them to know the two toys hanging around are actually alive.]

[But that doesn't mean it's easy to talk to them. He decides to do it first over text. And decides to maybe test the waters a little instead of launching right into "Hi I'm woody, I'm a talking rag doll."]

[The comm is almost as big as he is, so he has to rely on the voice-to-text to type anything because it's so much work hitting all the buttons.]

Hi. Hello. So.

How nonhuman would someone have to be for you all to think they were too weird for you to want to deal with? Asking for a friend.

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[onlyordinary]

Yeah, I figured. My mother taught me how to repair clothes, so the principle should be the same. [And she'll practice in the meantime. She'd hate for this charming little person to be stuck wandering around without an arm because others don't see the value in someone not made of flesh and blood.]

You said your friend is an action figure, right? Is he the kind with screws? [Because plastic is harder to fix than cloth. If he's kept together with screws, maybe there are ways to repair him if he's hurt, but if he's not, then... can toys do transplants? Could someone make a leg out of clay or something and would that work? Woody said something about a spork coming to life, so...]

[rootinest]

Yes. Plastic and screws. Luckily when he gets damaged, it's usually just an arm or leg popping out of the socket and they're not hard to pop back in. But if something breaks it might need to be glued.

[He frowns at that, already worrying. Cloth is easier to patch than hard plastic.]

[onlyordinary]

[She senses the worry radiating from him. It takes a neurotic worrier to know a neurotic worrier.]

It's okay. We'll figure it out if he ever gets hurt.

[Glue, clay, tape, whatever. They'll figure it out if necessary.]

Is there anything else you think I should know? Or, well, you need a 'big person' to know?