Well done. The button has a dent in it now.

All of the shattered porcelain vanishes, along with the piece in your hand.

They have been replaced with a giant pile of leaves.

This, but just the leaves. Not- not the house or anything. That would be silly. You’re inside.

Anyways, there’s a big pile of leaves in the room, almost reaching the ceiling.

You dive into the pile of leaves, feeling the joyous bouncy feel of leaves and sticks surround you.

You start to swim around, thoroughly enjoying yourself. Sure, there might be a few pointy twigs in there, along with some bugs, but who cares!

Wheeee!

Y’no, I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. I was worried for a while, but seeing you now, I don’t think I had anything to worry about. Everything is just fine.

Right? Right.

You spend a good half-hour playing with the leaves before tiring out.

This combined with the plate-smashing, is turning into a good day.

Yeah, no thanks.

You’re far too mature to do things like jump into a pile of leaves. That’s a thing for children to do.

Plus you did that once, and got a big bug stuck in your shirt, and never again.

Never again.

The leaves are quite pretty, though. You spend a relaxing half hour examining the colors, finding the most beautiful leaves, and trying to decide which was the most detailed and colorful.

Most of the leaves are maple, but there were a few other random ones in there. One of the maple leaves won your contest, of course.

I’m glad you’re relaxing. It’s good to not be so stressed all the time. I was getting worried for a while, but seeing you now, I don’t think I had anything to worry about. Everything is just fine.

Right? Right.

Eventually you get bored, and turn back to the button.

DO YOU PRESS THE BUTTON? Yes No