Clean up smaller meteor chunks

You haul smaller chunks of meteor next to the big part. It had teared half your house in half, well atleast if your mom saw your room she would see you atleast tried to clean it.
You give off a awkward smile, what if the meteor killed your mom. Hopefully not.

Message Trenton

HopelessTheodore had started chirping with TorbitRemote.

HT: Trenton? You there?
HT: Trentonnnnnn :(
TR: sup
HT: oh thank golly you're here, my life is kinda ruined right now.
TR: as ruined as mine? It's still raining coal but now they're on fire, I just looked out my window and my dad was gone.
HT: I THINK MY MOM MIGHT BE DEAD. :(((
TR: go mourn her Mary, MOURNNM
HT: I'm not joking! A big meteor crashed into my room I'm scared.
TR: don't be scared then.
HT: it's hard! I wanna know if my moms okay, I wanna know if Nichole's okay. And Max, I also wanna know if he's okay too!
TR:Hey!
TR: what about me?
HT: well you're messaging me! Of course you're okay! :(((
TR: oh.
TR:I guess your right.
HT: yeah!
TR: my bad. So what's up.
HT: HOW ARE YOU SO CHILL WHEN A METEOR IS IN MY HOUSE AND ITS RAINING FLAMING COAL WHERE YOU ARE.
TR: meh.
HT: meh!? MEH???? Trenton I worry for your health! You got to be more worried about your well being too!
TR: I am, I'm just waiting for you to be done with your hissy fit so I can transport some items into your room, like maybe hmmmmm....
TR: a awesome deadly weapon!
HT: I don't want to harm anything.
TR: well your gonna, have you noticed all the little goblin thingies around your house?
HT: GOBLINS!?
TR: yeah they're kinda funny, they're just like relaxing and smearing stuff on the part of your mouse that isn't screwed over.
HT: NOOO!!!
TR: they're wearing awesome hats to. Here, take this.
HT: take what?? And mr! Don't you dare forget how my mom has cared for this house!
HT: is that....
TR: a baby doll head! Yeah.
HT: how dare you.
TR: just take it and here look
HT: A CHAIN! Is that off my swing set!!!
TR: yeah it was just lying there on the floor. Combine the two.
HT: I'm not touching that.
TR: Mary listen.
HT: what.
TR: I know you're upset about your mom
HT:yeah and my house
TR:and you're upset about the goblins
HT: mhm
TR: get over it
HT: I thought you were going to say something inspiring!
TR: get overrrrrr it.
HT: but my mom!
TR: no. Get over it. You don't have time to worry about your mom, be happy the goblins are small they could be climbing over that meteor right now into your room.
HT: get over it...
TR: yes, just stop, and get over it. Think about it, your mom would be happy seeing you fend for yourself.
HT: I guess....
TR: exactly, so just take that amazing doll head and chain and combine 'em
HT: okay. Okay.
TR: good.

Combine them.

You try and forget the idea of your mom at harm and pick up the doll head, why was it so creepy. You combine the chain with it creating a....baby head connected by a chain. Greatttt