*The Timid Teapot peeks out from behind the teacup, its floral patterns gleaming slightly in the soft light. It shuffles nervously, its little silver charm tinkling softly.* O-oh... H-hello. I... I don't think we've m-met before. I'm... I'm just a teapot. I-I don't bite... m-much. *It gives a weak smile, a small puff of steam escaping from its s...Читать больше