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 Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 6:32 pm
Caleb was being rewarded once again. This time with a different playmate, he'd been told. The boy hoped that this time it would be another boy. While the fish girl had been fun, boys were obviously so much better. So Goldfur entered the room, peering about to see if his playmate had arrived yet.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 7:07 pm
Louis disliked being touched. He disliked it especially when he was grabbed by the hand and led into a room, instructed to sit and then abandoned with a strange fuzzy boy.
Louis kept his deep blue eyes fixated firmly on the matted floor in front of him, cheeks flushed red and tail swishing back and forth anxiously. He disliked, also, the feeling in the pit of his stomach that told him the boy across the room would want to touch him and talk to him. He shut his eyes tight, feeling tears well up, waiting to be taken back out of the room with all desperate hope.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 7:11 pm
Unfortunately for Louis, Caleb didn't know the meaning of personal space. Luckily, the boy didn't touch the other kid right away, instead just running up to peer at Louis. "Why you sad?" There was no reason for the kid to be sad, right? "You hurt?" Which was about the only thing Caleb knew of that would make him cry. Though thinking about being outside would make him a bit sad sometimes.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 7:15 pm
Louis gasped in fear at the sudden closeness, jumping to his feet and taking a good few steps back. "Not hurt," He whispered, blinking back his tears in embarassment.
In all honesty, he would have rathered to play with his lady-friend Anne then be with the inquisitive dog-boy. He disliked people his own age. At least the nice lady had sense and looked tall and safe.
((Louis dislikes alot of things XD he might be goth when he gets to the teen stage ROFL))
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 7:19 pm
Caleb frowned as the kid jumped up and backed away. "Oh. Wanna play?" In the boy's mind, if Louis wasn't hurt, then there was no reason not to be playing instead! "Cars?" The kid asked as he headed for the toy shelf and found the toy cars. His personal favorite toy, other than a ball, so surely this other boy would like them too. Right?
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 7:30 pm
Louis didn't want to admit it, but as far as he was concerened, water-proof toy cars were the greatest invention in the world. They floated, they sank, they were fun to throw into a pool and dive in after...but no such water-source existed in the tiny playroom.
He shook his head slowly, not moving an inch. His tiny hands were clenched in fear and his cheeks had flushed red from being so jumpy in front of the boy. He didn't want to come across as a fraidy-cat, as much as he disliked his company.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 7:37 pm
Caleb shrugged and looked around on the shelf some more. He scorned the dolls and moved on towards the blocks. "Blocks?" He pointed to the large, brightly colored, cardboard blocks on the shelf. The girl had played with the blocks with him.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 7:46 pm
Louis eyed the sharp corners of the blocks anxiously, and shook his head again, taking a few tentave steps towards the shelf. Plucking down his favorite toy, a stuffed doll with cat ears, he clutched it to himself and sat down.
"Dolly," He whispered, look up at Caleb with serious ocean blue eyes.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 7:52 pm
Caleb blinked at the boy for a long moment. This kid actually liked the dolls? What kind of boy was this!? The canine boy gave a short of shrug and dug about in the dolls to find something that wasn't shoved in a dress. Ah, this one was naked. Which meant it was better than some frilly pink thing.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 7:55 pm
Louis' eyes widened at the sight of the rude toy. He gasped and covered the tiny button eyes of the doll in his hands, then squeezed his own eyes shut.
"It's not wearing nothing!" He breathed, eyes firmly closed.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 8:01 pm
Caleb was startled by the boy's reaction to the naked doll. "Oh..." He dug around in the doll bin some more to try and find an outfit for his doll that wasn't overly girly. After struggling for a few long minutes, he finally managed to get it on the toy. "Dressed now."
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 8:10 pm
Louis chanced a single open eye, then both once he was pleased with the sight that greeted him. The now fuly clothed doll was less of an insult to his vision, and he nodded. A tiny smile perked at the corner of his lips, and he lifted the cat-eared doll to Caleb's face.
"Her name is Anastasia," He whispered, serious look entirely fastened back onto his tiny face. He wriggled the doll a little, for emphasis.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 8:14 pm
Wait? Now he had to name the doll? Caleb wrinkled his nose. "Uh... she's Sally," he said, giving the doll the first girl name that popped into his head. He put the doll down so that her feet touched the floor and made her walk over towards the other doll.
"Hi."
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 8:26 pm
Louis retracted his hand and stared down at the doll which had, apperantly, walked of it's own accord. He brought his eyes back up to Caleb's and searched them for a moment.
"You're silly," He decided quietly, laying Anastasia down on the ground. "Dollies are dead. They're my friends, though." Clearly convinced this was true, Louis ran a gentle, slimy finger over the cat-eared-doll's forehead. "Anastasia's mommy killed her. What about Sally?" His eyes became sombre as he stroked the cloth creation, watching her motionlessness like a mourning friend.
((I intend for Louis' past to be a little upsetting, so he's gonna say weird things like this sometimes *shot* angsty angsty me))
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 8:32 pm
"Oh." Dead? The dolls were dead? Caleb let the doll fall over to lay upon the ground. "Uh... Sally got shot by policemens when they was trying to shoot a bad man." The boy watched as Louis stroked his doll.
((XD Caleb grew up on the streets. Whoo!))
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