Piglet's 26th Adventure

[verysmallpig]

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[as a very frazzled looking Piglet shoves his network device amongst the teetering pile of junk in front of him. He wrings his hands nervously as he looks around him for more items to put against the flimsy walls of a cardboard box where's he's holed up.]

O-oh d-d-dear me!!! T-t-there's Nobody in here! N-no, nobody th-

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[oneminutemaze]

[ ...it's Piglet. It's Piglet. It's--

Okay, get a hold of yourself, Ariadne. You're not a little girl and he's clearly distressed. ]

Do you need some help?

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[verysmallpig]

[Piglet jumps at the sound of someone who is clearly not himself. His little hands instinctively cover his head just in case something else will happen such as something being thrown at him.]

H-h-h-he-help???

[One never knew when someone's 'help' might be them thinking that you needed something thrown at you.]

O-oh n-no, thank you!

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[oneminutemaze]

[ Oh Piglet. You are so precious and adorable and Ariadne wants to pick you up and shield you from everyone. ]

Are you sure? I promise, I'm not going to throw anything at you. I've been trying to keep people from throwing the birds.

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[verysmallpig]

... y-you... y-you have?

[He still doesn't quite seem convinced, but his paws move from his head down to fidget with the fabric of his jumper.]

[char_he_mcgee]

[OH GOD WHY DID NO ONE TELL HER PIGLET WAS IN THE CITY!? Of course, now that she knows, she's just going to flail internally.]

If anyone throws anything at you, let me know. Okay? Do you need someone to come and keep an eye on you?

[Because she so will.]

[verysmallpig]

[Piglet jumps again, knocking over some cans that were aiding his barricade.]

D-do you th-think that there will b-b-be more???

[char_he_mcgee]

I think it's just a curse and it'll be over at midnight. You'll be fine. [She hopes.]

I'm Charlie.

[verysmallpig]

[Piglet doesn't quite seem so sure of that, so just in case... he begins to pile up a few more items in an effort to deter bird throwing.]

O-o-oh, um. Hallo... [He stacks a book on a particularly unstable pile of cans.]

I-I'm Piglet.

[branstark]

You haven't go to be afraid. It's all right.

[verysmallpig]

I-I-I think th-that there Is s-something to be a-afraid of! I k-keep hav-having things t-thrown at me, you see.

[branstark]

I can help you. I've got a wolf. His name is Summer, and he's good at standing guard.

[verysmallpig]

W-W-W-WOLF???