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Shrimpo stood naked in the mirror with a small frown, looking at his body features closely. Shrimpo ran a warm hand across his chest staring at his breast with disgust.
“I need these gone..” He mumbled to himself out loud, though there was nobody in the room with him to hear.
He sighed looking up at the clock, it was almost dinner time. ‘I’m a little hungry..but I don’t really feel like eating’ Shrimpo thought as he threw on his binder, before putting a hoodie over it.
‘I should go get something to eat anyways..’ Shrimpo grabbed his bag, and walked out his bedroom, closing and locking his door behind him.
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As Shrimpo was walking through the hall, he could see the other toons gathering by the kitchen. Shrimpo didn’t bother stopping to say hi to any of them. That's just not what he did, there were a few toons blocking the way to the counter of food.
Shrimpo glared at the floor, let out a slight groan and pushed past Cosmo to grab a plate of food.
Cosmo stumbled back from Shrimpo’s shove falling into Goob who had his back turned. Goob quickly turned and caught Cosmo before he could get hurt, “You alright?” Goob said as they let Cosmo get on their feet.
“Yeah..I’m fine- Thanks Goob.” Cosmo dusted off their hoodie and frowned at Shrimpo, “You should really be more careful! I could’ve gotten hurt!”
Shrimpo rolled his eyes, “And? You shouldn’t have been blocking the way!” Shrimpo turned and began walking away.
“You don’t always have to be so rude you know?”
Shrimpo gritted his teeth, “Shut up I don’t care!! You guys always bother me with this stuff!! I don’t care!!!” Shrimpo had now lost his appetite completely throwing the food on the floor angrily.
The commotion had now caused a scene in the kitchen, some of the other toons looking over whispering among themselves. But Shrimpo kept yelling. “This food is gross anyways!! I can tell you cooked it too! You suck at cooking!!! Your food is the wor-”
Shrimpo suddenly then felt a hand grip his shoulder, Shrimpo glanced up to see Sprout looking down at him. “That's enough Shrimpo.”
Shrimpo pulled away fast, “Don’t touch me!!”
Sprout crossed his arms, “You need to calm down, your acting childish-”
Shrimpo looked at the floor, to an extent Sprout was right. And he hated that. Shrimpo angrily pushed past Sprout storming off too god knows where. “FINE! I don’t need to take anything from you guys!!” He yelled as he ran off.
Sprout watched as Shrimpo ran away, as he slowly shook his head. “That toon needs to get himself together..”
Sprout turned around to face Cosmo, noticing that the kitchen was clearing out now, “You okay?” Sprout said with a small smile.
Cosmo nodded, “Yeah I’m alright! It was just a bump, I don’t know why he got so mad..”
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Shrimpo had been angrily storming around the museum for a while, trying to burn off his steam. When he somehow managed to wander himself into the warehouse.
He stumbled around a bit through the shelves, when he found a small storage closet that he could hide in to calm down. He knew going back to his room meant he might have to deal with running into another dumb toon, and he didn’t feel like dealing with that.
Shrimpo opened the door and flicked on the small light, before locking the door behind him, sitting down on the ground pulling his knees to his chest.
The room was a little cold causing him to shiver every now and then, but it was quiet and almost cozy..
Shrimpo sniffled a little bit, noticing that some tears had started to form in his eyes. He hated tears, and he hated crying- but he couldn’t help himself.
Shrimpo bit his lip, wiping his face before switching from sitting up to laying down. ‘A small nap won't hurt..’ Shrimpo thought, as he closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep.