A guard comes forward and slides something through the bars. "Package for you," they say before going back to their post.
The box, a bit on the smaller side and already opened from the guard's inspection, is a soft pastel pink. Inside is a long note, a small book, and a soft and fluffy orange beetle plush. Underneath all of it is a bunch of loose pens in all kinds of colors, then under those is a soft pink blanket with a pattern of little white bunnies.
The note has cutesy but slightly messy handwriting in pink pen, with several eraser marks indicating that the writer 1. used a pencil to draft it and traced the words with pen afterward, and 2. started over multiple times.
hi jester. it's cutie! didja miss me?
i'm really sorry that i took so long to send you a letter or anything. i didn't know what happened to you, and i was super worried, but i was told that you're safe, so.. that's good. i hope that playground isn't being an asshole to you, playgrounders suck!!
when it was your (and my!) birthday, i think that was the worst i felt in awhile, cause i couldn't do anything with you to celebrate. and now your favorite day of the whole year is here, and i still can't do anything. i can't enter playground in any universe without trouble. but then a nice stranger told me where you're being held, so i thought that i'd send you something to do! jail sounds booooooriiiiingggg!! so i'm giving you one of my journals so that you have something to do! there's a couple fancy pens in the box in different colors, those were from my personal collection! it also has a couple stories inside of it that i've written over the past few months, i hope you don't mind. i wasn't super sure whether you'd be able to write in it or not, so.. i didn't want to leave you with nothing, just in case you're cuffed or something like that. so you can read those, if you want!
i also sent you a plushie i got for you when you were still here. it was supposed to be for your birthday - i like planning ahead! - but.. y'know. and then there's my favorite blanket! that's the one i always brought to our sleepovers, remember? i wish i could send you our favorite movies too, but i don't think jails have TVs... such an oversight!!
i'm running out of room on this paper, so i guess i'll stop there for now. but don't worry! i'm gonna send you a bunch of letters now! it's ok if you can't write back, don't worry.
love u best friend!
-cutiespace <3
-> The jester could feel heat prickling his remaining eye. Tears...? No, those couldn't be tears. He hasn't cried in so long.
-> He reached in, fumbling do to his cuffed-up hands, eventually grabbing the beetle plushie and holding it gently within his shaky hands. Beetle plush.... He's a beetle... He couldn't help but giggle a little.
-> He hugged the box and beetle close to his body, curling around them slightly. He was happy... He felt SO happy right now...
