Tales Of The Waddling Anon - Tumblr Posts

*waddle waddle*

S L I P

...

*struggle struggle*

" (?) "

The cafe's cashier looked left and right for the source of the thuds. Hopping off the messy counter only to see... the waddling anon?

Were they trying to get behind the counter?- but the door was stopping their anonymous body.

"..."

Alright fine he'll help. Before Mort can even come near- the little one squeezed itself out the confinements of the door. Tumble the two went until they slipped into the backroom.

" !!! "

Neither can reach the door knob.