*Violently rattles rattle*

[William Himura]

"So this is it, huh" he thought to himself, gazing upon the newly erected ( if you laughed at that, you're so immature ) Toy and Candy store.
Growing up, he'd never been to one of those, considering it was the first one built within the immediate vicinity, so the prospect of this one had gotten him all whiled up.
Inside, he was presented with an option; to the left was the luminescent marble tiling which lead to the Candy store, and to the right, the florescent yellow corridor clearly marked 'Toy store'.  After about 5 minutes of staring at the 'fork in the road' with eyes wide of excitement, reminiscing his lost childhood, William decided to take the right to the toy store. The corridor was a lot longer than it looked; he could feel himself trembling with anticipation of what he might find inside. Eventually after what seemed like forever, William stumbled upon a polished steel bolted oak door. Cautiously he opened it...

He was warmly greeted by a medium height, teal haired boy who introduced himself as Tweedledee. Much to his surprise , Mr.Dee exclaimed that William was one of the few people that had visited so far; it was possible that other things were mentioned however, all he could hear was 'Who Knew Heaven was a Place on Earth' wringing through his head, emaciating his attention span.
Abandoning all social protocol, William darted to a random isle and started playing with all the toys he could lay his hands on. From over the other side of the shop, Tweedledee was shooting him funny looks; totally oblivious to this, he played on. An hour had passed since William's destructive playing began.
A quite sobbing sound emitted its way through the store. Mr.Dee headed towards the source of the noise, traversing a myriad of types of toys strewn across the floor.
Coming to a halt, he stumbled upon the strange teenager he had seen earlier encircled by a barrier of toys, fiddling with an Etch-a-Sketch, weeping a women's name. "What is wrong with this boy? Why is he crying, and who's Rosa?"

[Sakurai Ryou]

Ryou stepped timidly into the Toy Store, gazing around at all of the brightly colored toys. He'd come down to Wonderland Square with the intention of buying a new game for his sister. She'd been trying to order the game online for months, but their mother never seemed to have the money, and neither did Kairi. It's about time Kairi and I started working, he thought, trying to locate the store's owner. Maybe we could work with the other twins in town. Stopping momentarily to laugh at his thought, Ryou realized he could hear a faint sobbing coming from one of the isles. What? The brunette made his way over to where the noise was coming from, careful not to make any himself. Finally, Ryou stopped at an isle marked 6 that was filled with shelves of a wide array of toys: Puzzles, coloring books, and Etch-a-Sketches were stacked on either side. Sitting in the middle of the floor was another boy, about Ryou's age, crying with an Etch-a-Sketch in hand. TweedleDee stood a good distance away, obviously unsure of what to do. "TweedleDee?" The younger-looking man jumped slightly at his name, and turned to face Ryou. "O-oh! I'm sorry, I didn't hear you come in!" He exclaimed, his mood brightening. "Welcome to the Toy Store! We have all sorts of toys and games here, from back in the day, to today!" As TweedleDee named off all of the different things for sale, Ryou found himself staring past the teal-haired boy and over to the other customer in the store, who was still hunched over the Etch-a-Sketch.

"S-sorry to interrupt, but is something wrong with him?" Ryou asked the question before he was able to think it through. He instantly wished he could take it back upon hearing how rude he sounded. What's wrong with me? TweedleDee stopped his fast-paced speech and sighed. "I'm not sure, to tell you the truth. He came in about an hour ago and was playing with anything he could get his hands on. After a while, I realized I couldn't hear him anymore, and came over here to see him like this. You showed up about five minutes after I found him." Knowing he wasn't good at dealing with people, Ryou didn't want to interfere in whatever the boy was doing. For some reason, he continued to call the name Rosa. Letting out a sigh, the brunette walked over to him and sat down. "Hey," he said, placing a hand on his shoulder, "What's the matter?" TweedleDee continued to watch from a distance, curious as to what would happen.

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A teenager and an older man that looked like her climbed out of a car. Together, they stepped toward the new stores. After pushing through the doors, they went to the candy shop. They had abandoned their regular routine of going to dinner and instead were going to the shop to get dessert. After lots of looking, they both finally decided what to get. Taylor, the girl, had her mind set on salt water taffy, while her dad was leaning more towards some of the fancy chocolate in the case by the register. They bought their sweets, then made their way to the store next door.
Taylor pushed through the door and held it open for her dad. While they were out, they were going to buy something for her littler brother. Moving through the isles, she looked for something that he might like. She was looking at one of those books that have a bunch of pictures that you flip through to see a movie-like thing when she heard something like sobbing. Making her way to the sound, she saw the shop owner, TweedleDee, but he wasn't the source of the noise. When she peeked down isle 6 she found the source.
A boy that looked around her age was crying and saying a woman's name with an Etch-a-Sketch in his hand. Ryou, the boy she had helped at the cafe, was hovering by his shoulder with a hand on his shoulder. The scene almost made Taylor want to laugh. Almost. Thankfully, she didn't, but instead went to the boys other shoulder. "If you want to talk," she told him, "I'm right here. And I promise you this story wont get spread outside of this store," Taylor finished, giving Ryou a type of glare that was implying that if he said a word about it, she would hurt him.