AS I STAND HERE  WAITING, WISHING, WANTING—//feel free to skip to the last paragraph. i seriously didn't mean for this to end up being this long.

The past few weeks had been a bit dull. Sugar had decided, that even at the cost of not seeing many people, she was just going to make sure she was rested and healed. Constantly moving around and getting involved with people would've been bad for her health, considering the state she arrived in. However, those few weeks of rest were up, and she was finally ready to face everything again. The good thing was that she was already starting to get out more. It probably wouldn't take too much time to bounce back, considering how social she tended to be.

Though despite her social nature, she still enjoyed taking walks by herself, and that was what she was doing. Snow crunched beneath her paws as she trudged forward, finally warming up to the cold weather. She doubted she'd fully get used to it, but after spending some time at Snowbound, it wasn't nearly as bad as she thought. A light smile made its way onto her face, as she surveyed her surroundings. Nothing seemed particularly out of the ordinary.

Normal, normal, normal - wait. There was a box laying out in the open. Huh, that was odd. Without even thinking of it, Sugar went into a full sprint towards the box, skidding to a halt before she could trip over the item. Some snow sprayed onto it as a result, but she just brushed it off. It was partially open as if the contents of it barely even fit the container. Huh, did someone pack this in a rush? Why'd the do that if they were just going to leave it out in the snow? Pushing away her questions, Sugar opened the box without a moment of hesitation.

The contents were odd, to say the least. There were a few brightly colored, strange-looking creatures in the box. Well, they weren't living creatures, and were obviously some sort of toy, but that didn't change their strangeness. But they were kind of cute, despite looking like some weird, wingless, legless bird monster. She stuck a paw in the box, poking the odd toy slightly. Yep, those were definitely mechanical. Geez, they looked soft and cuddly despite that. Maybe she could put them up with some of the stuffed toys she collected, or heck, even with her video games and random bits of technology she found. And so, the wolf took the task of dragging the box all the way back to the caves.

After finally making it back, she flopped down next to the box, and after that, she carefully removed each of the separate animals. There were so many of them, and some seemed way older than the others. In fact, they seemed years older. All of them seemed to be out of power, though, but she quickly found the source of the problem. They needed batteries.

Quickly conjuring up a few battery packs (which she had originally intended for some game controllers), she got to work. The first one, almost as soon as all of the other batteries in started snoring, startling Sugar and nearly causing her to drop it. Geez, that was scary. She didn't realize these things acted like that. She put it down after a few seconds, before moving onto the next one.

"Dah-ay-loh-oo-tye," the strange, incomprehensible words came from the thing she turned her back on. Wait, what? It talked? She watched it for a few seconds, before turning her back again, ignoring the strange language it seemed to speak for now. After a few minutes, she'd managed to get batteries into each of the toys, with a crowd of snoring toys was now laying at her feet. Sugar poked at each of them, waking the last remaining ones from their slumber. What followed was an unsynchronized chorus of 'dah-ay-loh-oo-tye,' which Sugar still could not understand whatsoever. After a minute or so, random chatter seemed to carry between the different toys. This was definately weird, but cute at the same time. She needed to share this with someone.

"Uh, hey, guys - if you haven't seen it yet, I've found something pretty cool!" she called out, figuring a few people hard already heard the noise coming from the area anyhow. Besides, it was pretty hard to miss seeing someone surrounded by these weird little things. While waiting for someone to come over, her attention shifted over to the box one last time. Huh. Her eyes scanned over the title of Furby Trainer's Guide. Huh, so these things were called Furbies? She snatched the guide, deciding to read up on these things until someone showed up. —TO TAKE OFF AND GO STAR HOPPING

"SPEECH"

Human things were very odd. Some were practical- like blankets and those big warm homes they had- but this was disgusting- an abomination to grace Snowbound. At least that was Leigh's own opinion as he approached and gradually grew more and more uneasy at the sight of those little gremlins. "Hell spawn..." he grumbled in response to Mike's question. Toys that talked were unholy, he decided. It wasn't natural- it was just disturbing if anything. The unicorn stayed back, more or less "hiding" behind Mike as he stared at the furbies with a disapproving look. "Why do humans have to dump their stuff here? Yo if you plan on bringing those back I'll expect you to quarantine them." He was pretty serious about it. He was not ready to turn a corner and find one of those little monsters right there. He'd probably die of a heart attack.

"SPEECH"

Izuku knew that the clans hosted a lot of human-related things, but he hadn't realized it'd go this far. Stuffed animals and blankets and accessories? Normal. Battery-powered stuff? Less normal, and very jarring to witness. Izuku had been on a walk when he heard the call from the stranger, and Izuku decides to turn around and see what it was all about. What he was not expecting, was this. Usually, 'cool stuff' happened to be, like ... he's not sure, an necklace, or something along those lines.
"That's ... a furby," Is what comes out of Izuku's maw, incredulous. Now, furbies weren't incredibly popular, even when he was human. They'd been discontinued by the time Izuku had died, because people thought they were 'creepy'. Izuku isn't sure whether to agree or not anymore, looking at the little round body of the thing the wolf was holding. Okay, they was actually kind of cute, but he imagined it'd get incredibly annoying, very fast. "It's just ... gibberish, I think. Though I've heard that it says some actual words, sometimes," Izuku offers his input, his face twisting as he peers at the little thing. He'd be tempted to keep one for himself if he hadn't heard all of the internet horror stories on the thing, and also how they didn't shut up, apparently.

Honestly, Izuku had found the unicorn, Leigh's, earlier hatred of the things fairly entertaining, but he didn't really have anything to say about it. He didn't have a lot to say even now, though that was just typical. Izuku's tail twitches as he listens to Jacob comment, and startles a little as the wolfdog turns his attention on Izuku himself. To be fair, Izuku had basically said he knew about these things. At least more than everyone else did, and that's quite possibly the weirdest concept to Izuku. He'd gotten used to everyone else knowing more than him, unless it came to something hero-related. Izuku only saw this stuff in passing, anyways.
"N-No -- they were just children's toys, so they can be a little creepy or annoying, at most" Izuku explains with a vague motion of the wing. It's not like anybody would put anything dangerous in their children's toys. He'd heard that some people hadn't let their children have these things just for the traits they do have. And those were minor. Izuku didn't claim to be a furby expert in any way, though. "I think you can interact in other ways with it, but ... I'm not sure how," Izuku shrugs again. Honestly, the person who found them probably knows this stuff better than Izuku does -- look at them(her? right.), they were actually reading the manual.

Aizawa had never shown much interest in trivial things. He saw necessity only a few things, such as the sleeping bag he used to carry around with him all the time. But, of course, he no longer had that with him. It was a shame, too, what with the cold climate in these parts and all. At least there were other spots to nap, though he definitely didn't favor sleeping in the snow. He had been chilled enough by the time he had first come to Snowbound.

For whatever reason, he had been out and about, trying to get used to both the landscape and his new body when he heard the commotion. He turned at the voices, unsure if he should intervene. But his curiosity got the better of him and he found himself trudging over. He only recognized two of the people gathered, but his focus wasn't on that--it was quickly grabbed by the odd toys on the ground. They had been the source of the noise that had been disturbing him.

He shares the unicorn's reaction, scoffing at the silliness and the racket they were making. He had never seen these things before, and was a bit surprised by Izuku's knowledge of them. But, since they were apparently children's toys, maybe he had played with them recently. Who knew? He was fairly young, if he remembered correctly.

"They're annoying," the lion says, deadpan. He pads up closer, poking at one of them with his paw, which causes it to fall over. "How do you make them be quiet?"

"SPEECH"