[@Vertigo]

Distinct giggling mixed eagerly with the sound of plastic balls being rustled together. To and fro sounds of shuffling and enjoyment. Little squeak voices chatting amongst themselves, clearly amused by the playfulness this room had to offer. It was hard to make out each squeak voice as they playfully swam around the pastel pink ball bit. "Game?" "Game." "Game? Game." "Game, game?" "Game? [i]Game[/i]." 

But suddenly, one of the balls flew clean out of the pit. All three of the little voices gasped, rather dramatically, as the ball was in mid air. The ball hit the floor with a bounce. A second smaller bounce. Then small mini bounces until it rolled smoothly along the floor. The ball rolled all the way to the other side of the room. Hit the opposite wall with a hard smack and ricocheted before finally stopping in a crack on the floor.

One voice bellowed out with a screech, "I'm [i]telling[/i]!"

Sobs wailed out by the one about to be told on, "I didn't mean it!"

"Yes you did, Mister!" One squeak quickly turned into another, "Not uh, Misses!" 

But the pink eggbutt's annoyance was growing, "[i]Game[/i]!" Hazard demanded. 

With Hazard's vocal annoyance, the three little plush platypuses grew silent. That sent! No, not the stale fruity one that Mr. Squiggles gave off. That yucky human scent! Eww! The voices became frantic again, "Human. Human human." "Human." "Human here human." "Human." "Daddy?" "Isabella." "Isabella? Abel." "Abel, Isabella?" "Daddy? [i]Game[/i]." 

The three squeakers started up again, making it hard to tell who was who, "Daddy?" "Isabella." "Isabella? Abel." "Abel, Isabella?" "Daddy? [i]Game[/i]." But then the shocked trio quickly excited all over again, "Game?" "Doggy." "Game? Game Hide and Seek game?" "Doggy treats? [i]Hide[/i]."

The little squeak voices continued. This time though, the voices faded as they proceeded to burry themselves into the ball pit, "Woof?" "Woof." "Woof? Game Hide woof Seek game?" "Doggy woof? [i]Hide[/i]."

"They are rather rambunctious, aren't they?" Came a giggle from none other than Angelica. The teddy too, was enjoying some playtime in the ball pit room. "But don't worry, I don't think they want to kill you, my dear. Though," Angelica hesitated a bit, "They play rough. And I do believe Mr. Squiggles is in here as well, so best be careful not to step on him."

It was true. The rainbow caterpillar was on a bit of a mission. The loose ball, he wanted it. [i]Mine.[/i] He thought to himself. But there was a human in the room now, so any future movement would have to be calculatedly cautious.