One day, like on any other, The Collector came home with a new addition in his hands. A limited edition posable figurine of a famous singer. She had a white outfit, and long, blue or green, twin ponytails. The Collector had always enjoyed her music, and he thought that the figurine would be a nice thing to have, so he sat down at his desk and he took a small knife and cut the tape holding the box shut. He opened the box and pulled out the figurine. Cute and small, like any other figurine, it was very nicely and finely detailed. Since it was posable, he gave the figurine a nice posture, like a well-time photograph. Once the figurine was properly posed, it was then placed on the shelf. Perfect. Satisfied with his work, The Collector then left his room, and his collection on his many shelves. After a few long moments, the figurine moved, as it had come alive. She stretched her arms up and yawned before looking around at her new surroundings.
She glanced at all of the many shelves and decided that she would take a closer look at a rather enticing model car. She stepped off her little pedestal and walked along the edge of the shelf, as other knick-knacks, models, and figurines began to move about as well. Suddenly she reached the edge of the shelf and stopped, waving her arms for balance. As she stopped moving, she breathed a small sigh of relief. Now, all she had to do was think of a way down. She turned around and saw a robot-looking thing holding a yo-yo. She snapped her finger as she had an idea. She placed the robot at the edge of the shelf and made sure it held the yo-yo while she slid down on the string until she was at the same shelf level with the car.
The car however, was on a shelf on the other side of the room. Then, she felt some taps on her shoulder. She turned and was faced with a figure bigger than she was. It was a figure of a man who wore an orange outfit, and had an interesting head of hair that was yellow and pointed upward. He appeared to be similar to her in manufacturing material. He offered to carry her over to the car. She accepted and held onto his arms. He jumped off the shelf and flew over to the car and set her down. She wave to him and he flew back to the other side of the room to have a fight with another figure. Finally, she had found her car, with a lot of other cool cars next to it.
But now, there was another problem. While the car was good looking, up close however, it was too small for her to fit in. But then, the bigger car next to it, honked its horn and she glanced at it. It wasn't as good looking, but it was from the same company. She opened the door and slid into the driver seat. She put her foot on the gas and the car drove off the shelf and onto the floor. It was a little out of control at first, but she got the hang of it. She drove around the floor as other cars joined in on the action and before she knew it, a little race had begun.
After a while, the knick-knacks began to move back to their exact positions on their shelves, as The Collector was returning. The man with the yellow hair helped the girl get back to her pedestal on the shelf and they all froze just how they were left and The Collector walked back into the room. He glanced around, then sat back at his desk, with more boxes in hand. He opened them and removed the contents. More things. He added them to his collection in appropriate places on his shelves, as each shelf was themed. Then, the girl noticed that the shelf she was placed on was rather empty. Once everything was placed, The Collector left, leaving the girl to hope that he would find and add some friends for her. She decided that tomorrow, she would take a closer look at her box to see if there were others like her.
2: A Journey for New Things