<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><strong>Name:</strong> Andy, Andrew, Drew<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Park, with a lot of dead ducks.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Cinnamon<br/><br/><em>Did you hear that?</em><br/><br/>"I did," Andy said, turning Their head towards the baby-soft rustle in time to catch a glimpse of ginger near the base of Wonderland's idol.  No, not ginger... "Cinnamon," he nodded, and all of Them agreed.  <br/><br/><em>Threat?</em><br/><em><br/>No.  Any real threat would feel no need to hide.</em><br/><br/><em>Damn...</em><br/><br/>"Come out, come out, wherever you are!" he sang, wearing a gentle smile.  Andy was the only one capable of that expression.  He uncrossed Their legs and slightly leaned forward, crooking a finger as one would towards a wary animal.  "Come on, pretty thing.  Will you leave Us to talk to Ourselves?"<br/><br/><em>Why are we sitting in a park?  I'm bored...</em><br/><br/><em>We are here for a reason. </em> <br/><em><br/>But...</em><br/><br/><em>Shut.  Up.</em><br/><br/>Silence reigned inside Their mind, granting Andy a bit of peace.  "It's alright," he cooed.  "I'm not scary, although the same can't be said for the rest of Us."</span></span></span><br/><br/>