Jac: Thanks for the fun

Slowly the small toy rose from his slumber running his tiny hands through his bi-coloured hair, a cold chill running down his spine as he did so which only caused him to pull the blankets closer before sneezing. His head felt more groggy than it had ever felt before, as he looked around the dimly lit room wondering just why he felt so cold and groggy. Little did the little one know that he had caught a cold after Tempt had pulled him underwater in a severe lack of proper judgment.

Looking down Jac realized that he was still wearing his belts and the such from his usual day outfit which meant that he was not only getting sick but he was actually in a large amount of discomfort, a fact which just made his head hurt that little bit. Grumpily he started to move from his bed to the mirror as if he expected his stitches which had broke in the middle of the night tearing a little to magically fix themselves, but alas today wast just not his lucky day as his lips twitched painfully as he pulled out a small, thick and blunt needle out of his draw and started to stitch his lips back together.

Lips now stitched firmly in place and hair styled just the way he liked it he pulled his shoes on, thankful that he had at least remembered to kick them off before he headed to bed last night. Another sneeze echoed squeakily through his room before he started to head into the kitchen, planning on getting himself that delicious smelling, warm, liquid like food substance that he believed his creator had called soup, a little glad tat there was something warm he could 'eat' without having to take his stitches out.

When he arrived in the kitchen Jac took a quick look around to see if it was as populated as it had been on other days, he instantly spotted the red headed girl from yesterday who he had only found out her name at the end of the adventure and another person with so many different things in their hair he doubted he could even count how many items there were. "Hello," he called as loudly as his stitched lips would allow him, that which being about the sound level of a normal conversation. Quickly he scuttled over to Herz whilst pulling out a flat paper crane, pulling it into shape again before holding it out to her. The crane had an adorable little peach design all over it, "_{Thanks for yesterday's fun} He spoke softly from behind stitched lips with a little smile upon his face.