 HOLISTIC ACTRESS {X O} EVERYTHING IS CONNECTED
Puck was standing there as calmly as possible when Professor Flamsteed arrived…oh, he had a doll for her? That was so nice of him even if it looked like one glance from it could peel the siding off of a prefab home.
“Th-thanks” she stammered out as she was practically shell-shocked at the state of creep the doll was in. Really? Had the toymaker wanted to instill Victorian penny dreadful fears in the hearts of every girl and lets face it, boy that ever laid eyes on the unfortunate thing. She would call it creeperella, seeing the earmuffs screamerella might have been more fitting of name.
She carefully extended her hand out for the door and gingerly picked it up. Maybe she’d have to call the doll Kevin then? She thought as she listened to Professor Quigley’s introduction. So she was supposed to pretend it was a class? HELLO the rats were obviously the other students the ones that paid attention and worked well. She set the doll standing on the ground near where the rats had been converging earlier.
The rats were squeaking of course so this…she was using it as acting lessons right? Acting and learning how to behave like a Professor…and a Prefect maybe right? Rat student was just sitting there trying to blend in obviously. “Excuse me Creeperella, what seems to be the matter?” She asked in as kind of a manor as possible without breaking into laughter…not honest this is hilarious laughter of course but this is really weird and I’m talking to a doll laughter.
Obviously the doll wouldn't respond because this was...wait, this...no Creeperella was going to be Screamerella right?
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