Wabi Sabi paused in his walk to stare at the toy store worker waving a flag around and calling out to passing patrons. There was already a huge crowd of phonies and people alike, staring at something and exclaiming. His curiosity got the better of him, and the foal trotted over to squeeze in between the legs of a human couple.
A row of stuffed phonies, all around his size, stared at him with shiny plastic eyes, faux fur rustling in the winter breeze. They were being snatched up left and right, with more replacing them in a myriad of colors, but all smiling.
The pale foal at first thought their stares unnerving, but the longer he looked at him, the more the childish want within him called out, asking for a life sized plushie of his very own. But how could he justify getting one...?
"Well, I DO need someone to guard my driftwood collection when I'm not home..." he said timidly, poking an earth plushie on the nose before it was picked up and given to someone, and replaced with a pegasus with tiny wings.
"Not that one." he muttered, disappointed, but that was how it worked. He wasn't fast enough. Wabi began to search the row of plushies, pondering on which one to take.
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