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But this time, it wasn't the prototypes doing it.

Harley Sawyer, one of the biggest names in the company, the orchestrator of all this suffering, was also rebelling?

While shocking at first, it did kind of make sense.

He was easily irritable, quick to anger, and he was deeply power-hungry.

Really, he was completely out of control, refusing to listen to any of the other executives.

All he wanted was to figure out what it was that made Poppy and the prototype tick.

Maybe the prototype offered him a deal, offered to share some information for favor.

Poppy had no way of knowing, but what she did know is the Playtime co-execs wouldn't stand for this.

They weren't as forgiving as her father, but she also knew they needed him.

Harley's mind was an asset.

He was one of the only people in the entire world that knew how to helm the Bigger Bodies Initiative.

Sure, there were a lot of other young geniuses working on the project now who were smart and more mild-mannered, but at the end of the day, none of them were Harley.

She didn't know what happened next.

All she knew is that Harley stopped showing up to the labs.

Suddenly, the prototype wanted a meeting with all of the toys after what happened in the theater incident.

The prototype began going on about how things needed to change, that they should be free from the torment playtime had put them through, and that it had a plan to do it.

Poppy couldn't believe her ears.

Was she...

actually going to be allowed to leave this place?

Live a normal life?