Alas poor Kronk.

[speaks-chipmunk.livejournal.com]

Uh...uhm. Could anyone be a pal and help me out?

[Kronk had no indoor voice. And he was very much stuck in the dressing room; it just wasn't made for a healthy young man of his stature. And despite of that, Kronk was clearly very embarrassed, biting on his bottom lip and making eyes that could only be described as puppy-like.]

I think I'm sorta stuck in here! [Maybe Yzma would hear him and help! Uh... or maybe not. Maybehewouldbestuckforever!]

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[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

[How good is he with kids? There's one standing close to him now, staring up at him.]

What're you doing?

[speaks-chipmunk.livejournal.com]

[Really good with kids! Kronk would probably try to teach him how to speak chipmunk. And make him spinach puffs with extra cheese!]

Little buddy, I'm kinda... stuck in here! [He had no idea that he could have turned sideways. Nope.]

Don't suppose you'll be... uh. Much help there. But that's ok! [Kronk beamed at him.] You'll get bigger some day! When you're bigger. [Uhh.]

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

[But what is he stuck in? Riku's head tilts to the side, trying to see.]

Did your butt get too big?

[Ah, kids.]