short and sweet

In his serious observations of this new place, it was clear that the strange metal castles mixed with stone pavements and stones in the walls were by far, the least odd thing about all this: there were a myriad of strange contraptions about the place he failed to recognize. What exactly was this ‘Mohomesshnger’, for one thing? It was different from the one he recalled in the school - he’d never gotten one of those, you had to buy them then - and a completely new marvel: surely nobody would mind if he pulled it apart to investigate what exactly made it tick - was it electrical magic and steel combined in some strange fashion or was dark magic involved?

Yet, the fact there were so many differing personalities in the place itself was another curious thing for his scientific mind - logically, this likely meant that the bear had dragged even more of a variety of people and personalities than he had to the school. Likely to fill this larger space, he would think. 

Humming in that silent introspection, it was clear not everyone was as…reserved in their energies as he was, as a shorter person with shockingly bright blond hair darted in and out of view. What - what was the young man even doing?

"Sir…you’re going to exhaust yourself like that, or trip over. Please exercise appropriate caution!" 

He had done it, he'd found the cake. It had taken so long to find the grocery store but the smell of cake had helped lead the boy there. He was a little embarrassed when he found it though, after all it was pretty close to the apartments. There was so much cake here and yet he wasn't really willing to share, but then he had no way to bring it all back to his apartment. Honey decided to just bring them all back one by one, if he ran it wouldn't take too long.

He grabbed the first cake and ran, throwing it into his room and going back for the next. A part of him hopped his roommates wouldn't mind but most of him didn't care, as long as he had cake he'd at least have a way to pass the time in this hell hole. Grabbing the second cake he continued the process, running back and forth until he was met with the last one. Cake night tonight was going to be one of the best he's ever had.

Holding the last cake, he paused as someone called out to him, hopefully that someone wouldn't mind that he'd just taken all the cake for himself. He looked over to the source of the voice and smiled. 

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Besides, this is my last trip back."

She turns and looks at the boy, curious why someone so small was here.

Shrugging it off, she sighs.

He squeezes the rabbit in his arms tighter as he thinks, a puzzled look spreading across his face as nothing came to mind.