my best friend and I were on our usual walk… when, out of the corner of my eye I spotted… a little bear!

but his fur was all matted and he was lying next to a pile of trash 0__0

we helped him sit up and fed him my friend’s sandwich as a little wake-up snack

then he told us a horrible story...

in his factory, only the cutest and most “perfect” plushies were sold to human friends. the rest were labeled wonkees and thrown out!

“but It’s okay” the little bear said. “they promised we’d be used as recycling :) is this the right place?” 

NO NO NO my friend cried, and scooped him up

shaking him back and forth in shock she said “we’ll be your friends!”

he looked happy to hear that, but something still seemed wrong…

something a sandwich couldn't fix… so we leaned in to listen

“the factory can’t even make perfect plushies, they just take the closest ones and re-arrage their parts until they all look the same”

we both looked at each other pretty helplessly o__o

we knew we could keep giving him sandwiches, but how could the two of us even catch the factory’s attention?

we’re not too sure… but we might have an idea

so I handed him the rest of my sandwich... and we explored around for more wonkees that night