Whoops my entire everything slipped >:3c
The ping of an instant messaging program called a certain someone away from her recently opened mail package; leaving the two chibi-shaped character keychains on the counter she went to converse with her friends.
After a moment or two, the one on the right (a cute little Chase Young charm) sat up cautiously looking in the direction of the door. Seeing he was alone, he nudged the other (which happened to be Raimundo) and he too stirred, rubbing his eyes and leaning forward on his stubby little limbs.
Looking around for himself he said, “Nice place here,” he smirked at his companion. “I wonder how our new owner’s gonna treat us?”
Miniature Chase replied, “I’m not sure. She seems like quite the charmer, though. I think we’ll be safe in her hands.” He stood up, tottering before he caught himself and taking a few experimental steps.
“I hope she travels a lot- I’d hate to be cooped up inside all day.” He’s helped up from the floor by a pair of tiny hands. However, the two new young charms were a bit unsteady on their feet and toppled down again, one on top of the other. Laughing, Raimundo said, “You thinking what I’m thinking?”
Smirking, Chase’s reply is, “Yes, but we’ll get shirtless later. For now, learning to walk should come first.”
Another ten minutes pass in this fashion with the both of them learning to balance their new bodies and walk on the surfaces of their new home. Breathless, they settle back to where they were before, lying down next to each other.
“I think I’m going to like it here,” Raimundo says, turning his gaze to Chase. The other opens his mouth as if to add something, but is interrupted by the sound of their new Mistress returning. They both freeze up to how they looked when they came.
Together they are picked up, but while Chase is attached to a cell phone, Raimundo is carefully wrapped up again and put inside an envelope. Reaching out in vain he tries to call silently to Chase; the tiny warlord is helpless and hanging as he dangles from the end of his chain. His little hand stretches out as the letter is sealed. With a pang in his chest he realizes he’s never going to see Raimundo again. If he could speak without being heard by the Mistress he’d call and call and call.
But the letter- with Raimundo inside of it- is shipped off. He manages to memorize the address written in green, however.
‘I promise we’ll be together again.' he thinks.
Raimundo plops down as the paper prison he’d been trapped in is delicately pried open and is turned upside down. He falls into an open palm. Disoriented, he looks up into the excited eyes of his new New Mistress. He’s gently handled and tied to another cell phone- it’s different from Chase’s. Thinking of him sends a sharp pain in his minuscule chest. He is never going to see Chase again. All those days since they’d been made, spent together, are over now. He peeks up at the Newer Mistress, who’s stroking his cheek and smiling doofily.
‘She looks so happy to see me,' he thinks. 'But I can’t stay. I have to be with Chase.' Newer Mistress stares at him as if she could read his thoughts. She bites her lip and sets him down on a desk, walking away to the other side of the room where she pulls out her laptop and begins typing.
‘I promise we’ll be together again.' he vows.