so this is smiling critters but is sm toons

this is baby dogday sm toons he can atk like a dog and a baby and you adopt baby dogday just like in YouTube like dogday opens the doors from his house when he Hurd knocking and they see baby dogday from sm toons 

So this is catnaps evil sister catnaps sister is going to eats the smiling critters so only thing y/n you have to save the smiling critters

you sees a abedon baby dogday

is a smiling critters sees a baby so your a baby so are you a boy or a girl

Poppy play time ( chepter 1 2 3 and 4) vs doors (holtel ,rooms ,back doors,the mines, super hard mode, hard core and impossible mode)

dogday(male) bobby barely hug (female) catnap (male) crafty corn(female) bubba (male)piggy piggy (female) hoppy hopscotch (female) Kickin chicken (male)

Bobby and dogday and you love each other

all poppy play tiem entity sees a black hole so you the black hole

All smiling critters bully frowing fox except the girls catnap and but dogday bubba and Kickin bully frowing fox

A story of a black hole

This is a fun story of smiling critters

dogday: some one is drowing! Bubba: oh no Gabriel: no I don’t think we should don’t trust him Bobby bare hug: i agree with Gabriel crafty corn: me to hoppy hopscotch yea let’s not just believe it piggy piggy: yea Kickin: yea frowing fox yeasea hand monster: *etas a human when they think is a human*

Amidst the serene yet imposing winter landscape, where snow blankets the earth and the air is thick with the silence of the season, stands a man draped in an orange jacket and a black hoodie. His presence is both commanding and enigmatic, as if he is a guardian of secrets hidden within the frost. The object in his hands, wrapped carefully and held close, seems to pulse with an unspoken significance, a relic from a past that haunts his every step. Behind him, the snow-draped trees stand like silent sentinels, their branches heavy with the weight of untold tales. In the distance, a building with frosted windows peers through the haze, a beacon of civilization in a world otherwise untouched by time. This man, with his resolute stance and contemplative gaze, appears to be a wanderer on the precipice of discovery, a seeker of truths buried beneath the snow.