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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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 Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 6:42 pm
It was raining.
It had been raining for the last eternity.
It had probably only been about a week, but to Texas Pete, it certainly seemed like eternity. He loved the beautiful, sunny days with flowers in full bloom, picnics, barbecues, cool beach weather, and chances to conquer various activities to look impressive. Did the rain allow for any of that? No.
He slid against the wall of the Pae'il Headquarters, falling on his rear and groaning in misery. What was he supposed to do in this dreary weather? Aysu loved it, which he would never understand. Esmée just wanted to play those board games. Criofan O'Kane would rather run around stealing stuff.
Wasn't there someone around who knew how to have fun?
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 8:12 pm
What a pretty little doll he had found. The soft, plush doll was a humanoid girl with soft fuzzy hair. She wore a frilly nightgown and had blue felt for eyes. Hyacinthus would make sure that she was beautiful.
He wandered around, clutching the doll and wondering where he could find some clothes for her. She'd need some nice shoes too. Maybe a bow in her hair. Not for his hair, of course. He didn't need it.
When he walked into the playroom, he saw another boy in the room who looked pretty bored. Too bad for him. Right now, Hyacinthu was hard at work on a very important task of dressing this little girl as well as possible. She needed to look her best because, in his opinion, everyone deserved to look pretty. It was just right.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 8:26 pm
A another boy crossed his vision. What luck! Perhaps he knew something fun to do! ...Of course, then, he spotted the little doll. He was dressing a doll? That sounded like something Aysu might do, except she would probably get bored and go find something that was already pretty.
Still, he was probably more interesting than sitting against the wall and getting angry with the weather. The demon shrugged, getting off the wall. Perhaps Texas Pete could follow him for a little while before determining if he was going to be somewhat interesting.
...Of course, he was not exactly a little sneak like his so-called leprechaun toddler brother. In fact, he was a better sneak! Well, Pete, Texas Ranger liked to think he was sneaky, anyway.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 9:13 pm
Where could he find the clothes for the doll? Maybe he could find her something light purple. It should be a pretty purple that reminded him of the lavender bear his mother gave him. "Excuse me," said Hyacinthus to the little boy. "Where are the clothes for the dolls?" He didn't see anything wrong with the question or with asking it of a boy. If the boy sneered, he'd just say something mean back to him. That was good enough.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 9:23 pm
He was ruined already?! ...Well, this boy must have been good to notice him. Texas Pete would give him that much. "You can usually find doll clothes in that box over there." Criofan had recently emptied out that box in hopes of finding something shiny. When he found nothing, he had tossed all of the objects back there in one giant mess and crawled off.
"Good luck finding anything useful in that thing, though."
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 9:41 pm
He liked this boy. "Okay. Thanks." He smiled at him then wandered over to the pile. "Okay, dolly, let's make you pretty." He threw toys into another pile. "Look, it's a yellow dress. Now let's find you some shoes...." He continued like this, talking to the doll as if it were another person because for a moment, it was a real person. He knew that it wasn't living, but for his purposes he'd pretend that the doll was a girl who needed a new wardrobe.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 9:58 pm
What was so fun about dressing a doll? It was just a doll, probably something a baby or toddler dragged around lovingly. Babies seemed to find it annoying when someone made their dolls look better anyhow. Ah well. Texas Pete did not care if the baby who owned the doll yelled at the pink boy for changing the doll. That was his fault!
...Still wasn't giving him anything to do, though.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 6:54 am
With luck, however, someone wouldn't come around to take the doll. He knew that it wasn't his, so he wouldn't keep it for too long. Just long enough to make her look prettier than she looked before because there was nothing wrong with that.
After picking out the appropriate clothes, he wandered to another part of the room where he could dress the doll properly and give her good accessories. He didn't have much intention of playing with the doll. Maybe he could find a girl to give her to.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 7:16 am
There were no girls around, unfortunately for Hyacinthus and thankfully to Texas Pete. The only girls Texas knew were his sisters and they were both incredibly annoying. How could they be having fun in this weather?! They certainly weren't doing anything interesting...
This boy, though, was interesting. Why was he so concerned with dressing the doll? It seemed a tad odd to the young boy--wasn't the thing fine the way it was? "Hey," he called, "why're you doing that?" Well, that was certainly one way to get an answer.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 10:10 am
He looked up at the other boy. "Because I want her to be pretty. All she has right now is just pajamas. She should have a nice dress." He showed the clothes that he had picked out. "See? This one has sunflowers and white hearts. And it's not got stains on it like some of the other stuff. I think someone should clean those clothes."
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 10:14 am
This boy talked a lot. He liked people who talked a lot, even if they were talking about trying to make some little kid's doll pretty. "They're just doll clothes, so I doubt anyone's going to clean them." Texas Pete tilted his head. "After all, most little kids like having their dolls dirtied." Not that he would know that. Really.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 10:49 am
"Well, I don't like it when dolls are dirty." He smoothed out the doll's hair before putting her in the dress. "I like keeping pretty things or else they're not very pretty anymore."
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 11:09 am
This is where this little kid's love of pretty things was different than his sister's. If someone was not pretty or used to be pretty, Aysu would not make it pretty. This boy, however, seemed determined to. That made him alright. "Well, I guess that is... um... what's the word?" He was trying to remember that large word Esmée kept using, not very successfully.
After a couple seconds, he said, "Oh! Logical."
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 11:22 am
"Hmm? What's logical?" He tossed the nightgown aside. Now to add her shoes. Her feet were made for wearing shoes, so he tossed them aside near the nightgown and wondered off to find some knitted footies before returning.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 1:09 pm
"Esmée says it means that something makes sense. Or something like that." Shrugging, he watched the boy head over to get some shoes for the doll. When he returned, Texas Pete asked, "So, what's your name?" If he was going to talk with this fae, he might-as-well know who he was, right?
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