Introduction
There was once, not too long ago, an old man who lived all by himself in a huge mansion. Although he was alone, he wasn't lonely, for he made a living creating dolls and loved them just as dearly as any human. Being world-renowned for his exceptional skill in making such things, he was known simply as The Dollmaker.
Despite being world-renowned, very few people actually knew him. In fact, only four people in the entire world had seen his face. To the rest of the world, he was something of a legend, which only made his dolls all the more valuable.
But then, one day, he died.
No one knew that he had an illness, not even the only four people in the world that knew his face. He had hidden it so well, and for so long, that his death came as an unpleasant surprise to the world. The Dollmaker, having known that he was going to pass away, left behind a will. Abiding by this will, four people go to live in his mansion.
The Will
If my lawyer is reading this to you, then that means I have died. Please do not be sad for me, for I lived a happy and good life, and I'm so happy that I was able to meet four certain people:
The Orphan: ~Taken by Misdemeanor~
I met you when you were just a small child, so I doubt that you remember me. In one of the very few times I left my home, I happened to pass by your orphanage. I remember so clearly when I first saw you; you were playing with a ball, lost control of it, and accidentally hit me with it. The ball deflated, no longer usable. You cried, and out of pity I gave you a new one. I still remember your smiling face as you held that new ball, as if it were the first present that anyone had ever given you. I regret that I was never able to see you again.
The Book Store/Library Owner's Child: ~Taken by ChildofNone~
Ah, I have no doubt in my mind that you remember me. After all, you often visited me at my mansion to deliver my precious books on dollmaking. Although I had never met her in person, I knew your mother very well, as you know. I remember we would sit and talk every day. Besides my precious dolls, you were my best friend and confidant.
The Dollmaker's Child: ~Taken by Me~
It must be a surprise to you, to learn that I am your father. I regret that I didn't have the courage to tell you, even after all these years. Please, if anything, believe me when I say this; I loved you and your mother dearly, and I always took care of you in the best way I knew how.
The Thief: ~Taken by Crystal Flamedance~
Do you remember the night you broke into my home? You were so desperate for food, you actually thought you had to fight me for it. Were you really so surprised when I cooked for you, of my own free will? I didn't know what your situation was, since you never told me and I never asked, but I remember that you came back to visit almost every night since then. Oh, I wasn't supposed to know that, was I? Regardless, I thank you for your company on those lonely nights.
You all touched my life significantly, some of you even changing it completely. I want to do the same for you. My one, last dying wish is for the four of you to come live in my mansion. Please, take care of my last four dolls, whom loyally kept me company for these long, long years. I think that each of you will find something life-changing in these dolls, just as I once did.
With all my sincerity,
The Dollmaker
The Dolls
These dolls were the prized possessions of the Dollmaker, whom hand-crafted them carefully and with all the love in his heart. However, unbeknownst to the people who will live in his mansion, the Dollmaker had one special power; he was able to instill life into these four dolls. Although, he wasn't able to bring any other dolls to life.
These dolls faithfully kept the old man company day after day, unknowing of the Dollmaker's illness. He, not wanting to trouble them with such things, kept it very carefully hidden from even them. When he died, the dolls mourned for him. They were the ones who made sure his will, his dying wish, landed in the hands of his lawyer.
What happens when the four people find out that the dolls are alive?
Living Doll: ~Taken by Inno~
Living Stuffed Toy: ~Taken by _NotTheNormalOne_~
Living Puppet: ~Taken by AngelicToaster~
Living Matryoska: ~Taken by Kapento~
As the dolls and the people live together, the dolls find themselves falling in love with them. Will the people love them back, or......?
These dolls faithfully kept the old man company day after day, unknowing of the Dollmaker's illness. He, not wanting to trouble them with such things, kept it very carefully hidden from even them. When he died, the dolls mourned for him. They were the ones who made sure his will, his dying wish, landed in the hands of his lawyer.
What happens when the four people find out that the dolls are alive?
Living Doll: ~Taken by Inno~
Living Stuffed Toy: ~Taken by _NotTheNormalOne_~
Living Puppet: ~Taken by AngelicToaster~
Living Matryoska: ~Taken by Kapento~
As the dolls and the people live together, the dolls find themselves falling in love with them. Will the people love them back, or......?
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Thomas
Thomas thought for a moment. "Those are some cool ideas."Oh well those bookshelves are nice. And we could use more" he added. "Oh, I like to read too" he said chuckling. He sat down on the bed and looked around. "Just out of curiosity..." he began sheepishly.”What kind of books are you interested in?" he asked glancing at her. Tom was now beginning to open up more and he actually seemed happy. It was fun to do something other than sit around and the thought of decorating hadn't even crossed his mind. "Have you always been interested in books?" he asked, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. "Oh, and if you’re going to add Japanese lanterns, you should spread them out as much as you can. They would probably look better that way than pushed together.
MALLORY GRACE
Her cookies would be cooled off soon, she assumed, and then everyone would sit together for a nice introduction over lunch. A smile parted her tense lips as her hands rearranged the sliced fruits on the platter. She hadn’t been long in the kitchen. At least, she hoped she hadn’t been. And though light whispers of voices under played on the floor above her, Mallory Grace, had been sure to keep focused and remain calm. She could have easily found somewhere to sit until certain that no one interrupted her cooking, could have easily sidestepped and avoided any contact with the humans that were unfamiliar to her “but then my chicken would have burned…” she murmured to herself. Thus she remained planted in the spacious kitchen, and resumed her work of cooking a warm meal.
Her lips puckered once she stepped to the hook of aprons, her fingers fumbled for moment on the fisted knot rested against her back, and with a huff of annoyance, Mallory Grace tugged the straps free; allowing her to fasten the apron back to its rightful place.
“Well then,” she said, with a stubborn tilt to her chin, “that’s that, I suppose.” She brushed invisible dirt off her slender fingers, and stepped out of the fragrance filled kitchen and into the hall for Sean’s room.
“I’m sure he’s hungry.”
Fingers lifted from her side, and slowly trailed along the dense walls of the silent foyers, corners, and edges, and reachable paintings as she rolled the previous conversation with Sean in her cranium; her steps unhurried and hesitant.
“I’d rather not run into anything…”
She slowed, paused, and moved some steps forward to the opened library door.
“Oh my…” She thought, and that made the step in retreat easier than expected. Her hands pressed nervously against the cool wall, having her facing it, as she walked forward once more and paused at the opening. “Voices-- the brothers! And…” Mallory Grace paused in mid-thought. Her head angled curiously to rest against the edge of the door frame, as she studied the unfamiliar female, and inched her way further into the room. She should say something. Anything, just words, to let them know she was right behind them. Her mouth opened, and an exhale was released. In dread and hesitation, Mallory Grace clamped her jaw shut and lowered her gaze to the library floor. How badly she missed their master. Their master who knew exactly when she entered a room, who knew exactly how she left, or what she wished to say without any struggle. Their master that would not find her a bit odd for standing at the door, as though caught with her hand in the cookie jar, and watching three others converse. Yes, she missed their master.
"Maybe Sean knows her..." Her feet shuffled, and a soft gasp escaped her as her elbow rapped roughly against the door frame before both hands shot down to control her ruffling dress.
“Ouch—oh! Oh, I’m s-so sorry.” Her whisper thickened from sudden tears and panic, and her cheeks far darker than her shoes, when her gaze lifted from the floor to focus on the others.
“I-… I-I’m so s-sorry.”
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She nodded, excited with the idea. “I have some paints we could use to maybe decorate them so they aren’t… you know. So bland.” She thought over her words and blushed. “N-Not that t-that’s wrong or anything. I-I just, well, I-I’m more of a c-color person.” She stuttered out. She face palmed and winced at the sting of contact from her hand to her fore head. Rubbing her forehead she smiled sheepishly at Thomas. “Sorry. I tend to stutter when I’m nervous or something along those lines.”
She looked over at him with a wide smile. “Really? I like all types of books. Graphic novels, Fiction, Nonfiction, Poems, Novels-in-verse and sometimes if the person is interesting enough, I like to read biographies.” She swung her legs as she talked. “My mom actually owns a bookstore called Bookends. I guess, since I was born around books and all, maybe that’s how I started my interest in them.” She said, then laughed as she added, “Some of my friend like to call me bookworm because every time they see me I always have my head in a book. Doesn’t matter if I’m walking down a street, at school or just at home, I always have a book somewhere on me.”
She thought over his suggestion to spread the lanterns out and nodded. “That makes sense. Plus, we can get one of those that can be adjusted so if we don’t want them to be too bright we can lower the level of it.” She smiled at the thought. Already she was making a list of things to buy.
She looked over at him with a wide smile. “Really? I like all types of books. Graphic novels, Fiction, Nonfiction, Poems, Novels-in-verse and sometimes if the person is interesting enough, I like to read biographies.” She swung her legs as she talked. “My mom actually owns a bookstore called Bookends. I guess, since I was born around books and all, maybe that’s how I started my interest in them.” She said, then laughed as she added, “Some of my friend like to call me bookworm because every time they see me I always have my head in a book. Doesn’t matter if I’m walking down a street, at school or just at home, I always have a book somewhere on me.”
She thought over his suggestion to spread the lanterns out and nodded. “That makes sense. Plus, we can get one of those that can be adjusted so if we don’t want them to be too bright we can lower the level of it.” She smiled at the thought. Already she was making a list of things to buy.
: Fate Adalee Mundzio*~
The dolls fumbled around briefly while searching for a switch, even though knowing this room well, when in the dark everyone was on an even playing field. And though roughly knowing where the switch was, neither doll seemed able to find it. Which, after a little time had passed, made them whine and despair over their dark situation, and how that perhaps they were all trapped and doomed.
At least, that was until Fate slipped a switch.
The doll felt his slim fingers press against something, and within a few seconds bright forms of light erupted above heads and in turn lit up the once darkened room. Though that still didn’t please the dolls, as they moaned of how they hated bright light after darkness; then again, who did?
“My eyes hurt…” Adalee whined.
“My everything hurts…” Fate followed up with added whining.
Both dolls were known to exaggerate things on occasion, not to mention whine. But when they finally quieted down for a moment, the boys shifted their stares and glanced at the library that use to be covered by darkness. When looking more closely it was evident that the library was old, and probably needed a few things done to it, but it was precious all the same.
Taking a few steps further the dolls suddenly paused, keeping still, as a voice chimed at that moment. Obviously, the sound was familiar and the pair knew who it was, but for just a brief moment the dolls couldn’t kept but flinched slightly with a little jump in fright.
Turning themselves round the dolls said, “ Mallory Grace?”
Shouldn’t she be with a human? Did something happen? The twins looked a little puzzled, but then that was a bit normal for them. Ignoring their thoughts they smiled and beckoned for the other doll to come over and join them.
“Anna, this is Mallory Grace. She is a doll too,” Fate said softly to their human, before looking back to the other doll. “Mallory, this is Anna our human.”
Adalee lingered a little, before eventually lifting up an arm and resting against his brother for support, as he was supposedly too tired to simply stand on his own. But then, Fate didn’t mind. “Did you meet your human yet?” Adalee asked, a little curious. “We’ve just got her.”
The dolls fumbled around briefly while searching for a switch, even though knowing this room well, when in the dark everyone was on an even playing field. And though roughly knowing where the switch was, neither doll seemed able to find it. Which, after a little time had passed, made them whine and despair over their dark situation, and how that perhaps they were all trapped and doomed.
At least, that was until Fate slipped a switch.
The doll felt his slim fingers press against something, and within a few seconds bright forms of light erupted above heads and in turn lit up the once darkened room. Though that still didn’t please the dolls, as they moaned of how they hated bright light after darkness; then again, who did?
“My eyes hurt…” Adalee whined.
“My everything hurts…” Fate followed up with added whining.
Both dolls were known to exaggerate things on occasion, not to mention whine. But when they finally quieted down for a moment, the boys shifted their stares and glanced at the library that use to be covered by darkness. When looking more closely it was evident that the library was old, and probably needed a few things done to it, but it was precious all the same.
Taking a few steps further the dolls suddenly paused, keeping still, as a voice chimed at that moment. Obviously, the sound was familiar and the pair knew who it was, but for just a brief moment the dolls couldn’t kept but flinched slightly with a little jump in fright.
Turning themselves round the dolls said, “ Mallory Grace?”
Shouldn’t she be with a human? Did something happen? The twins looked a little puzzled, but then that was a bit normal for them. Ignoring their thoughts they smiled and beckoned for the other doll to come over and join them.
“Anna, this is Mallory Grace. She is a doll too,” Fate said softly to their human, before looking back to the other doll. “Mallory, this is Anna our human.”
Adalee lingered a little, before eventually lifting up an arm and resting against his brother for support, as he was supposedly too tired to simply stand on his own. But then, Fate didn’t mind. “Did you meet your human yet?” Adalee asked, a little curious. “We’ve just got her.”
Anna paused again as she heard someone else walking up behind her. She bit her lip to steady herself, to keep from hiding and making sure whoever it was wasn't really paying her much attention. She waited impatiently for the light to be on, to see who was coming up behind her. She winced slightly as the light went on, then turned around to see where the sudden voice had come from. She wasn't one of the humans she had met earlier, so maybe one of the dolls. Still, she looked to the twins. They'd know.
And, sure enough, they did. She hid a sigh of relief; it was another of the dolls, who the twins introduced as Mallory Grace. She smiled a little and nodded at the other doll, then glanced around the library. Maybe it was one of Adalee's favorite spots, but she couldn't see herself spending much time here. Not because she didn't like to read, but because she was lousy at it. No schooling since she was little meant she had forgotten what many of the words looked like. It wasn't like it was necessary for her to read much with her way of life.
She let the twins talk to Mallory, and instead kept her attention on the library. Even if she didn't read, she knew enough to know what a large colletcion of books this was. Even when she had broken into that one library, it didn't have nearly this many books. Of course, it didn't help that that particular library had been tiny, but that was far from the point. She glanced back to the three dolls curiously. This huge library...for one old man? How did he have time to collect all of these books and make living dolls? Either he didn't get much sleep, or he had help, or the books weren't all for him, but for his dolls, too. So did the dolls read, too? Maybe; at least, she assumed it was possible. Everything else seemed to be possible for them; they got bored, needed to move around, seemed to have all the same emotions...perhaps she just needed to assume in her mind that they were like humans, rather than the dolls she knew. Rather, humans that had been locked up all their lives and wouldn't be able to live out in the real world without some kind of help.
And, sure enough, they did. She hid a sigh of relief; it was another of the dolls, who the twins introduced as Mallory Grace. She smiled a little and nodded at the other doll, then glanced around the library. Maybe it was one of Adalee's favorite spots, but she couldn't see herself spending much time here. Not because she didn't like to read, but because she was lousy at it. No schooling since she was little meant she had forgotten what many of the words looked like. It wasn't like it was necessary for her to read much with her way of life.
She let the twins talk to Mallory, and instead kept her attention on the library. Even if she didn't read, she knew enough to know what a large colletcion of books this was. Even when she had broken into that one library, it didn't have nearly this many books. Of course, it didn't help that that particular library had been tiny, but that was far from the point. She glanced back to the three dolls curiously. This huge library...for one old man? How did he have time to collect all of these books and make living dolls? Either he didn't get much sleep, or he had help, or the books weren't all for him, but for his dolls, too. So did the dolls read, too? Maybe; at least, she assumed it was possible. Everything else seemed to be possible for them; they got bored, needed to move around, seemed to have all the same emotions...perhaps she just needed to assume in her mind that they were like humans, rather than the dolls she knew. Rather, humans that had been locked up all their lives and wouldn't be able to live out in the real world without some kind of help.
MALLORY GRACE
Silly would be the perfect word to fit the frazzled Mallory Grace. She hadn’t meant to intrude, and though all three individuals smiled and welcomed her, she felt exactly as if she had; and that did nothing to prevent the darkening in her cheeks. Sean would offer sweets by now… she mused, and the thought made a smile pull at her puckered lips. At her name, Mallory Grace blinked to attention, her eyes cleared from their blurred state of daydreams, and lifted to the males that made introductions. Anna is a lovely name, she wanted to say, wanted to smile and make the silent human feel more at ease, yet silence over took once again and her lips only clamped shut. A pale, slender human with dark hair and light eyes to contrast. Her eyes lingered on the distracted and distraught woman as her voice hitched when answering the asked questions.
“Y-Yes, I have met my h-human.” Her attention focused back on the familiar males, and she felt her tense shoulders droop with acquaintance. And what a lovely human he is. Already, pride and adoration bloomed in her quivering belly, and she raised a hand to flatten against her stomach.
“I…I got some candy from him, actually, and intended to give some to you two.” Gaze suddenly uncertain flicked from the brothers to their new owner, and back again. “But I left it in the room when I went to make lunch.” Her feet shuffled, her weight shifted nervously, and she glanced behind her as though someone hovered.
“I was actually headed back… to see if he was up and about.” Eyes widened suddenly as hands clasped. “I… did not mean to interrupt your… tour. I h-heard voices and…” Mallory Grace focused back on the brothers and smiled. And odd pair, yet she favored them. She enjoyed their conversations, and chuckled when they half-heartedly bickered. She was always off someplace, doing something, and rarely spent one on… two time with them yet still. The nicest of brothers she has thus far come by.
“Have the others… left their rooms? Are any of you hungry?” Pale cheeks heated up once more, and her gaze lowered to the floor. “I m-made lunch- down...stairs...”
Sean Fentrise
"Don't cry... Here you can have this..."
Slowly, Sean's eyelids fluttered open ever so gently. Golden brown eyes were revealed once more. It reflected a haze of sleepiness which is to be expected. He could see an unfamiliar ceiling as he wondered for a brief minute where he was exactly. Looking around, he noticed his luggage and finally remembered where he was and what he was doing here. Standing from his chair, he noticed something that was lacking in this room. It took a few moments for him to get a grip of his thoughts. This always happen to him when he had just awoken. His thinking process is slowed down but, he should be in full functionality once the sleeping daze had been lifted.
"Mallory?"
It was the name of the living doll that had been assigned to him by the nice yet enigmatic Dollmaker. Sean called out her name with slight concern. It seemed that he had fallen asleep and she had left him in peace. Well, he should not worry too much. After all, this is her home even long before his. He was also certain that the Dollmaker made sure that this mansion would be a safe haven for his precious dolls. Despite thinking such positive things, he could not help but be a bit concerned. Well, Mallory was his responsibility in every way and he had accepted that with the sincerest intentions. Glancing at the his luggage, he should at the very least put his things in order before searching for her. In which, he had done with the quickest manner he could but of course, neatly. When he was done, he left his room and looked along the well-furnished hallways.
"Where could she be?"
Sean said in a low voice to himself as he walked along the hallways. The more he looked around. The more he realized that the mansion was truly well-made and at the same time something that could be a home to a very rich person. Somehow, all this grandeur made him uncomfortable. He much preferred the simplicity of things. To him, it was more beautiful than something all covered up in luxury. In his opinion, it was not because of his lifestyle or upbringing. Releasing a small sigh, he continued on his way and soon heard voices from the distance. It made him wonder if it was the others. Mallory did tell him that all of the dolls that the Dollmaker assigned to the four of them were alive. It also made him curious what the others' reaction to the revelation. His guess, it was quite amiable. Well, he did not hear screams or anything. Soon, he reached the source of the voices. It seemed he had arrived at a library. Fortunately, Mallory was also there. Although, he was not sure about the two males. They were probably like Mallory in his guess. There was also Annastrianna.
"I finally found you Mallory." Sean said looking at Mallory with a small smile and then to Annastrianna. "Hello Annastrianna." He greeted with politeness to the female and then looked at the two males. "Hi, My name is Sean Fentrise. And you two are?"
Slowly, Sean's eyelids fluttered open ever so gently. Golden brown eyes were revealed once more. It reflected a haze of sleepiness which is to be expected. He could see an unfamiliar ceiling as he wondered for a brief minute where he was exactly. Looking around, he noticed his luggage and finally remembered where he was and what he was doing here. Standing from his chair, he noticed something that was lacking in this room. It took a few moments for him to get a grip of his thoughts. This always happen to him when he had just awoken. His thinking process is slowed down but, he should be in full functionality once the sleeping daze had been lifted.
"Mallory?"
It was the name of the living doll that had been assigned to him by the nice yet enigmatic Dollmaker. Sean called out her name with slight concern. It seemed that he had fallen asleep and she had left him in peace. Well, he should not worry too much. After all, this is her home even long before his. He was also certain that the Dollmaker made sure that this mansion would be a safe haven for his precious dolls. Despite thinking such positive things, he could not help but be a bit concerned. Well, Mallory was his responsibility in every way and he had accepted that with the sincerest intentions. Glancing at the his luggage, he should at the very least put his things in order before searching for her. In which, he had done with the quickest manner he could but of course, neatly. When he was done, he left his room and looked along the well-furnished hallways.
"Where could she be?"
Sean said in a low voice to himself as he walked along the hallways. The more he looked around. The more he realized that the mansion was truly well-made and at the same time something that could be a home to a very rich person. Somehow, all this grandeur made him uncomfortable. He much preferred the simplicity of things. To him, it was more beautiful than something all covered up in luxury. In his opinion, it was not because of his lifestyle or upbringing. Releasing a small sigh, he continued on his way and soon heard voices from the distance. It made him wonder if it was the others. Mallory did tell him that all of the dolls that the Dollmaker assigned to the four of them were alive. It also made him curious what the others' reaction to the revelation. His guess, it was quite amiable. Well, he did not hear screams or anything. Soon, he reached the source of the voices. It seemed he had arrived at a library. Fortunately, Mallory was also there. Although, he was not sure about the two males. They were probably like Mallory in his guess. There was also Annastrianna.
"I finally found you Mallory." Sean said looking at Mallory with a small smile and then to Annastrianna. "Hello Annastrianna." He greeted with politeness to the female and then looked at the two males. "Hi, My name is Sean Fentrise. And you two are?"
Thomas
Thomas grinned. "It's alright. I do stuff like that too" he said, running his fingers through his hair. At the mention of the store he looked at her curiously. "Bookends huh?" he thought closing his eyes. Of course he had never heard of it, not going outside the mansion but it did strike him as interesting. He opened his eyes. "It's good to be a bookworm" he said grinning.
"Sounds like a plan" he said giving her a thumbs up. "Have you looked around yet? This place is really big. But I don't think that you could get lost in it" he added waving his hand as if dismissing the subject. "If you want I could possibly show you around. Oh and there are more dolls here in case you didn't know. but you've probably figured that out already......" he said his voice trailing off.
: Fate Adalee Mundzio*~
The twins listened keenly as the awkward doll spoke, seeing her darkened cheeks and stutter, it was a little bit evident that Mallory was seeming a little shy towards them all, and perhaps feeling slightly caught off card when they noticed her. But after allowing the doll to speak, the pair simply stared at her briefly with silence, as they thought over what they were told.
And after a few minutes pondering, the males turned towards Anna with not-so-amused faces. “She got candy from her human,” Adalee huffed before looking to his brother and asking, “What did we get?”
“Nothing.”
The dolls looked at each other quietly for a moment, before a sudden rumble of a noise broke the tension and caused eyes to drift down towards Fate’s stomach. Which, in turn, caused the white haired male to blush somewhat and sheepishly laugh, “Oh dear, I guess I am hungry after all~”
Adalee rolled his eyes and responded, “I told you to eat something earlier, but you never listen.”
Fate whined a little in protest, before wrapping his arms around his wimpy belly that pleaded for food urgently - even though really it was just simply his greed for food - and turned to Mallory with a more than desperate expression. However, at the mentioning of lunch the doll perked up a little, especially as it was Mallory’s cooking. She was such a great cook, and knew how to please everyone when it came to their hunger. Not to mention Fate held a little soft spot for the doll, for his truest loyalty was to his belly.
“I would love some lunch right about now!” Fate eagerly snapped.
Adalee sulked a little, “I don’t think the others have left their rooms yet,” He answered the doll before eyeing up his brother shortly after with a hint of annoyance, “Oi! Get a grip of yourself, greedy.”
At that moment another human entered the library - supposedly Malloy’s seeing as he knew her - which caused both males to turn their attention. It also seemed that he knew Anna, though it was obvious this Sean did not know of the twins, and vise versa quite clearly.
“We’re dolls, obviously.” Adalee answered sharply.
“We are Fate Adalee Mundzio,” Fate spoke up, sighing. “I am Fate Mundzio, and please ignore my brother. He is very restless at this point in time~” The lighter haired doll smiled warmly towards Sean before continuing, “I take it your Mallory’s human then, since you seem to know her? Well it is a pleasure to meet you now, and a joy to know who we are going to be living with. I hope your stay is a nice one~” Fate was being really, really, really nice, as he was really, really, really hungry. He hoped with good behavior he’d get reward all the quicker.
“Well now that we know each other can we eat now?” The doll pouted, an attempt to be cute. Turning round the lighter doll faced his twin with a smile, before reaching for his hand and clasping their hands together with brotherly affection. Though of course Adalee hated public affection, and his brother knew this, but ignore it…
Adalee huffed again, before glancing to Anna. “Can we go now?” He asked, seeing as she were their career now. “Maybe… it would be good to get everyone together for lunch, then we’d sorta’ see everyone at once, if they wanted to.”
The twins listened keenly as the awkward doll spoke, seeing her darkened cheeks and stutter, it was a little bit evident that Mallory was seeming a little shy towards them all, and perhaps feeling slightly caught off card when they noticed her. But after allowing the doll to speak, the pair simply stared at her briefly with silence, as they thought over what they were told.
And after a few minutes pondering, the males turned towards Anna with not-so-amused faces. “She got candy from her human,” Adalee huffed before looking to his brother and asking, “What did we get?”
“Nothing.”
The dolls looked at each other quietly for a moment, before a sudden rumble of a noise broke the tension and caused eyes to drift down towards Fate’s stomach. Which, in turn, caused the white haired male to blush somewhat and sheepishly laugh, “Oh dear, I guess I am hungry after all~”
Adalee rolled his eyes and responded, “I told you to eat something earlier, but you never listen.”
Fate whined a little in protest, before wrapping his arms around his wimpy belly that pleaded for food urgently - even though really it was just simply his greed for food - and turned to Mallory with a more than desperate expression. However, at the mentioning of lunch the doll perked up a little, especially as it was Mallory’s cooking. She was such a great cook, and knew how to please everyone when it came to their hunger. Not to mention Fate held a little soft spot for the doll, for his truest loyalty was to his belly.
“I would love some lunch right about now!” Fate eagerly snapped.
Adalee sulked a little, “I don’t think the others have left their rooms yet,” He answered the doll before eyeing up his brother shortly after with a hint of annoyance, “Oi! Get a grip of yourself, greedy.”
At that moment another human entered the library - supposedly Malloy’s seeing as he knew her - which caused both males to turn their attention. It also seemed that he knew Anna, though it was obvious this Sean did not know of the twins, and vise versa quite clearly.
“We’re dolls, obviously.” Adalee answered sharply.
“We are Fate Adalee Mundzio,” Fate spoke up, sighing. “I am Fate Mundzio, and please ignore my brother. He is very restless at this point in time~” The lighter haired doll smiled warmly towards Sean before continuing, “I take it your Mallory’s human then, since you seem to know her? Well it is a pleasure to meet you now, and a joy to know who we are going to be living with. I hope your stay is a nice one~” Fate was being really, really, really nice, as he was really, really, really hungry. He hoped with good behavior he’d get reward all the quicker.
“Well now that we know each other can we eat now?” The doll pouted, an attempt to be cute. Turning round the lighter doll faced his twin with a smile, before reaching for his hand and clasping their hands together with brotherly affection. Though of course Adalee hated public affection, and his brother knew this, but ignore it…
Adalee huffed again, before glancing to Anna. “Can we go now?” He asked, seeing as she were their career now. “Maybe… it would be good to get everyone together for lunch, then we’d sorta’ see everyone at once, if they wanted to.”
Anna stiffened hesitantly. One of the other humans had given his doll candy...and, while that was fine with her, she had little to give herself. Perhaps the bag wouldn't make a bad gift. It was only too bad, she thought, that she hadn't thought about it before. Perhaps she'd try to make up for it later on, when she could think of something. She nodded at the other human as he arrived, then glanced back to the twins. So maybe the problem wasn't that she hadn't thought about it, but because not only could she not afford much, but she was unused to dealing with other people. After all, how could she have thought about it beforehand? She had thought that she would be dealing with a normal doll; a lifeless one. Who could have been prepared for living dolls?
She find a way to make it up to them...later. She was never overly fond of other people, and so her instict was to wait until later, when no other human was around, no other doll but her two. She nodded to the doll, Mallory. "It was...nice to meet you...Mallory," she forced out. Common curtesy was something she had never been taught, and she was never good at it at all. Sometimes, when no one asked and gave her their name, she would forget to offer up her own. But with so many people...she hadn't said much earlier, and was only talking with the twins because she had already decided she would do as the will asked, and take care of one of his dolls.
"Right...we can go eat now. Living with others would be...easier if we knew them better." As far as she was concerned, she had the most to worry about. Who would trust a thief to live in the same mansion as them? She'd just have to be something of a loner around the others, that's all. All they needed to know was she travelled a lot. She shrugged the thought off and glanced to Mallory. "So...what did you make for lunch?" she asked curiously.
She find a way to make it up to them...later. She was never overly fond of other people, and so her instict was to wait until later, when no other human was around, no other doll but her two. She nodded to the doll, Mallory. "It was...nice to meet you...Mallory," she forced out. Common curtesy was something she had never been taught, and she was never good at it at all. Sometimes, when no one asked and gave her their name, she would forget to offer up her own. But with so many people...she hadn't said much earlier, and was only talking with the twins because she had already decided she would do as the will asked, and take care of one of his dolls.
"Right...we can go eat now. Living with others would be...easier if we knew them better." As far as she was concerned, she had the most to worry about. Who would trust a thief to live in the same mansion as them? She'd just have to be something of a loner around the others, that's all. All they needed to know was she travelled a lot. She shrugged the thought off and glanced to Mallory. "So...what did you make for lunch?" she asked curiously.
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She smiled back at him, her mood lifting a bit by the fact that he hadn’t made fun of her. It wasn’t like she got bullied per say but she’d been made fun of more often than accepted. It was sort of a habit for her to assume everyone would react the same way. She looked back at Tom and smiled again. “Not really. I met the other people who are going to be living here and from there I came straight here.” She looked at the door to their room and shrugged. Looking back to her luggage she stood up and placed them closer to the bed. “Sure, I’d love a tour.” She said and smiled at him. “As for the other dolls being alive, I had guessed. I wasn’t sure but with you walking, talking and all I thought maybe that was the situation.
Walking over to the door she opened it and peeked outside. It was empty. She took a step out and looked back at Thomas. Holding out her hand, she grinned. “It’s a pretty big place here. Have you lived here all your life?” A thought popped up in her mind and her smiled faltered a bit but then a soft gentle smile appeared. “So you all kept Mr. Dollmaker company… that’s good. I always worried he was living all alone here. It kinda made me sad to think he was lonely.” She looked up at Thomas and shrugged a bit. “He had you and the rest of the dolls at least… I’m glad…”
Mona wished she’d been there for him when he… when her left. She chuckled, a bit bitterly and sadly. She couldn’t even think of the word dead or died. She took a deep breath and shook off the sadness she felt when she thought of the Dollmaker. Exhaling she looked over at Thomas. “Well, then. Shall we?”
Walking over to the door she opened it and peeked outside. It was empty. She took a step out and looked back at Thomas. Holding out her hand, she grinned. “It’s a pretty big place here. Have you lived here all your life?” A thought popped up in her mind and her smiled faltered a bit but then a soft gentle smile appeared. “So you all kept Mr. Dollmaker company… that’s good. I always worried he was living all alone here. It kinda made me sad to think he was lonely.” She looked up at Thomas and shrugged a bit. “He had you and the rest of the dolls at least… I’m glad…”
Mona wished she’d been there for him when he… when her left. She chuckled, a bit bitterly and sadly. She couldn’t even think of the word dead or died. She took a deep breath and shook off the sadness she felt when she thought of the Dollmaker. Exhaling she looked over at Thomas. “Well, then. Shall we?”
MALLORY GRACE
Though it wasn’t meant to stir up any issues between dolls and human, Mallory Grace soon realized that indeed she had, when mentioning the gift that was given to her. Her eyes wandered to the tense human female, and pity washed over the slender doll; as her head tilted. She inhaled a quick breath, and started to reach her hand forward in hopes of saving the uncomfortable human.
“It wasn’t-…” But her words were silenced by the intense grumbling of poor starving Fate’s stomach. A smile tugged at her pouted lips, and Mallory Grace could only life a delicate hand to shield the giggle that wished to make itself detectable. She watched on silently, with humor filled eyes, and slightly shaking shoulders, as the brothers bickered softly for the need of food. She wasn’t the first to see who stepped behind her, and that made Mallory Grace angle her head curiously, and slowly let the giggles die off.
"I finally found you Mallory."
Pleasure matured in Mallory Grace’s fluttering stomach, and cooled her heated nerves, as her name was called by a voice she now considered very familiar. Her head turned, along with her attention and eyes, to focus in the towering human Sean. She lowered her hand from her mouth and turned away from her previous encounters to return a warm smile back to Sean.
"Oh! Hello Sean.."
How polite he is, Mallory Grace thought with affection.
She had not realized that she has moved until she slowed beside her new owner, until the ruffles of her dress brushed against his pants leg when she turned to face the twins once more. A blush crept up her soft cheeks, and rested there while her gaze lowered to the hall floor. She felt it the right thing to do, after some harsh scolding to herself, that she stood beside her new owner; that he knew that she indeed thought of him as her new keeper. Mallory Grace was more then willing and ready to make introductions, though the twins –both a lot faster with words, and comfortable- spoke up before her. She settled comfortably beside Sean, and allowed her attention to focus back on the female. How interesting Anna was to Mallory Grace, with her dark hair and light eyes, with her watchful gaze and elegant movements. A friendship would be lovely, though Mallory Grace did not expect one from the woman. Not because she did not seem approachable, merely because Mallory Grace had no intentions of approaching anyone, if there was no actual reason to.
"So...what did you make for lunch?"
Her cheeked darkened guiltily as Anna glanced in her direction. Mallory hastily turned her gaze from Anna to the twins, before looking up at Sean.
“I uhm... I made some pita chicken s-sandwiches. T-There’s uhm... some sliced fruits as well and chilled lemonade in the refregirato-or.” At her last words, she turned her eyes to Fate and smiled. “I-Is that all right with you?” Mallory Grace, not waiting for an answer, turned her back to them all, and started towards the opposite hall before slowing to a pause, and turning worried eyes on Sean. “Oh! The others, I’m sure they’re hungry as well.”
: Fate Adalee Mundzio*~
The twins focused on each other for a few moments after quietly noticing how uncomfortable their human seemed, and with that the pair wondered if it was because of them, perhaps. They hadn’t meant to make Anna feel like that, to put the human at displeasure. All that they were doing was trying to tease her, and now look at how she reacted; badly. Feeling the trains of guilt tugging at them the dolls shifted themselves over to their human more closely, with slightly saddened pouts and tear-ready eyes, the males sulked a little, evidently, whilst standing in front of her.
“We’re sorry.” Adalee spoke softly, with a surprisingly gentle tone.
“We did not mean to make you feel weird.” Fate piped up quietly afterwards.
The dolls lingered quietly for a few minutes, neither knowing what to do, which left the pair to stand quietly with their thoughts before the silence was broken with,
“Oh, that sounds great!” Fate snapped shortly after, when hearing Mallory.
“Well, we better get the rest then, shall we?” Adalee confidently declared when seeing the distressed Mallory worrying, and knowingly he set about fixing this. “Lets go and find them, can’t be too hard seeing as they’re probably still in they’re rooms, right?” Focusing back onto Anna, and with a slightly mischievous smile, Adalee grabbed one of her hands and held it firmly in his own - with much confidence naturally - before shuffling the human along one step to his side.
“Either way, I’m going to the kitchen,” The doll continued, smirking. “So might as well give their rooms a knock anyway, and see if they’re in or not~”
Fate hurried up to his brothers side and stood loyally as always and sweetly cheered, “I’m with you!” Before holding onto the twins other hand and smiling contently. “Anyone else coming?”
The twins both tilted their stares and looked to Anna, as if for guidance, with sweet smiles forming in their lips towards the girl. After all she was their career and they needed her, as well as making sure she didn’t get lost without them, and also as of now, never upsetting her.
“Anna, are you coming with us?” Fate quietly asked.
The twins focused on each other for a few moments after quietly noticing how uncomfortable their human seemed, and with that the pair wondered if it was because of them, perhaps. They hadn’t meant to make Anna feel like that, to put the human at displeasure. All that they were doing was trying to tease her, and now look at how she reacted; badly. Feeling the trains of guilt tugging at them the dolls shifted themselves over to their human more closely, with slightly saddened pouts and tear-ready eyes, the males sulked a little, evidently, whilst standing in front of her.
“We’re sorry.” Adalee spoke softly, with a surprisingly gentle tone.
“We did not mean to make you feel weird.” Fate piped up quietly afterwards.
The dolls lingered quietly for a few minutes, neither knowing what to do, which left the pair to stand quietly with their thoughts before the silence was broken with,
“Oh, that sounds great!” Fate snapped shortly after, when hearing Mallory.
“Well, we better get the rest then, shall we?” Adalee confidently declared when seeing the distressed Mallory worrying, and knowingly he set about fixing this. “Lets go and find them, can’t be too hard seeing as they’re probably still in they’re rooms, right?” Focusing back onto Anna, and with a slightly mischievous smile, Adalee grabbed one of her hands and held it firmly in his own - with much confidence naturally - before shuffling the human along one step to his side.
“Either way, I’m going to the kitchen,” The doll continued, smirking. “So might as well give their rooms a knock anyway, and see if they’re in or not~”
Fate hurried up to his brothers side and stood loyally as always and sweetly cheered, “I’m with you!” Before holding onto the twins other hand and smiling contently. “Anyone else coming?”
The twins both tilted their stares and looked to Anna, as if for guidance, with sweet smiles forming in their lips towards the girl. After all she was their career and they needed her, as well as making sure she didn’t get lost without them, and also as of now, never upsetting her.
“Anna, are you coming with us?” Fate quietly asked.
Anna paused as the twins moved closer to her, standing in front of her, and pouting. Adalee, much to her surprise, apologized. She was confused for a moment, until she remembered that hiding her emotions had never been a strong point for her. She forced herself to relax, She'd figure it out later on, was all. "It's alright; I didn't feel too wierd," she said with a smile. Even so, she wasn't entirely sure herself how much she meant it. Shr brushed it off, though, deciding it was nothing to worry about. She glanced over the other doll and her human. Apparently she had felt bad about it, too. Either wa, she was going to have to keep her emotions in check; otherwise, she'd just end up upsetting the others more than she'd like to.
"That sounds good," she answered Mallory. She didn't often get a good, home-cooked meal. At least, not a very fresh one. She was looking forward to a proper meal. She started a little as she felt Adalee grabbing her hand. She hadn't had any physical contact in years; of course, aside from "accidentally" bumping into someone to pick a pocket. She forced herself to relax again; it was only Adalee, and not a complete stranger. Besides, what would he do to her? If she was supposed to be taking care of them, they wouldn't do anything to hurt her. And Fate went and grabbed his other hand.
She smiled at the two. "Yeah; of course I'm going with you two." She'd get lost otherwise, and it wouldn't be very responsible to leave them alone for too long. "Let's go find the others, and then get some lunch. I haven't had a properly cooked meal in months."
"That sounds good," she answered Mallory. She didn't often get a good, home-cooked meal. At least, not a very fresh one. She was looking forward to a proper meal. She started a little as she felt Adalee grabbing her hand. She hadn't had any physical contact in years; of course, aside from "accidentally" bumping into someone to pick a pocket. She forced herself to relax again; it was only Adalee, and not a complete stranger. Besides, what would he do to her? If she was supposed to be taking care of them, they wouldn't do anything to hurt her. And Fate went and grabbed his other hand.
She smiled at the two. "Yeah; of course I'm going with you two." She'd get lost otherwise, and it wouldn't be very responsible to leave them alone for too long. "Let's go find the others, and then get some lunch. I haven't had a properly cooked meal in months."
Thomas
Thomas shrugged. "Well yeah I’ve lived here for as long as I can remember. It's a nice place." He said getting up. "It's a shame he passed away..." he muttered sighing. Tom moved towards her and took her hand. We shall" he said and led the way out. As he walked through the halls, he gestured with his hands to the other rooms that belonged to the dolls and their respective owners. It was then that Thomas realized how big the place really was. Thomas stopped in front of the stairs glancing at Mona. "I know you told me you met the others but you haven't met the dolls right?" he questioned. As soon as the words left his mouth he heard voices. "The others are out there rooms." he said looking around. Thomas turned back to Mona. "I’m sure we'll meet them soon. For now though are you hungry?" he asked guiding her down the steps.
Thomas shrugged. "Well yeah I’ve lived here for as long as I can remember. It's a nice place." He said getting up. "It's a shame he passed away..." he muttered sighing. Tom moved towards her and took her hand. We shall" he said and led the way out. As he walked through the halls, he gestured with his hands to the other rooms that belonged to the dolls and their respective owners. It was then that Thomas realized how big the place really was. Thomas stopped in front of the stairs glancing at Mona. "I know you told me you met the others but you haven't met the dolls right?" he questioned. As soon as the words left his mouth he heard voices. "The others are out there rooms." he said looking around. Thomas turned back to Mona. "I’m sure we'll meet them soon. For now though are you hungry?" he asked guiding her down the steps.
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She shook her head and glanced down the stairs for a moment. Remembering how awkward she’d been when she met the other people she was going to be living with brought a light blush to her cheeks. “No I haven’t really met the other living dolls. I met the other people but then just came straight up to the room…” she looked over at Thomas anxiously. “Will they… I mean, are they your friends? Sorry, dumb question, of course they’re your friends…” she trailed off and worried on her lips nervously. Mona heard the voices just as Tom did and she jumped slightly, startled. She nodded rapidly, letting Thomas guide her down the stairs and a bit away from the voices. She’d just met three other people, who might or might not really like her. To meet other people (dolls or otherwise) made her jittery all over again. But she was hungry. She hadn’t eaten this morning, her nerves wouldn’t let her and she was afraid she’d throw it all back up when she met her new housemates. But food sounded wonderful right about now. She gave Thomas a grateful smile.
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