a feesh let a mischievous toymancer roam free in his facility... thinking no harm could come of it.

well, while no harm can befall the toymancer himself... it doesnt' mean things can't be made.... interesting :P

after a game of hide and seek (as all toys love, by the way)  Traskfox finds himself floating on top of one of the tanks that contains the formula for shinyskunking that Keys uses... and doesn't realize something is amiss until a tiny feesh finds him... was the room always this small? oh well :P