Exploring
12. You paw through the toy bin and find.... dried beans?
Still with empty hooves, Itto roams into the playroom. Surely, the foals’ favorite things wouldn’t be too far from their toys… right? He knows his wouldn’t be. The playroom was the biggest mess, so it was probably safe for him to say that this was where the foals started their chaos before spreading out. Going through the room, he shuffled through the toys that were strewn about the floor, moving and gathering them in one spot as he looked under them. He wasn’t going to pick them up and put them away, because he remembered hearing that it was going to be the foals’ responsibility once they’re found, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t make it easier for them in the process. He was a nice guy like that. There was a brief moment where he did think about putting the toys away, and that lead to the toy bin coming to his mind. That would be the perfect place to hide a trinket or two. Part of him also thought that sort of hiding spot would be too obvious as well, but it didn’t hurt to look, at least. Stepping over toys and other knickknacks, Itto makes his way over to the bin and peers inside. “
. . . Huh?” His head tilts in confusion as he stares down and sees some dried beans. Well, they look dried… he wasn’t going to touch them because of his allergy, even taking a couple of cautious steps back just in case, but they definitely weren’t fresh. The question was, were they already dried out when they were put in there… or were they fresh? If they were fresh, just how long were they hiding in there? He shudders at the thought, and at the beans. It seemed someone was a bean hater like himself, he could get behind that. Either way, there was nothing of interest there and he moves on.
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