Friday, October 05, 2018
The Life of Toys
Percy to Chance.
*Who do you suppose tossed Guardy down the hill during that last rain storm?*
*Easy, Percy...look to my left. The dolls, it is always the dolls that cause trouble. You know, if a crime is committed, look to the dolls.*
*Hmmm, I thought we got rid of that really creepy one during the last flood. It was tricky and hard to make her let go of me when I got hung up on those saplings. She was just plain mean!*
*I know Percy, when we were in the Thrift Store she kept pushing me to the bottom of the pile so no one would buy me.*
The Doll stays silent but closes one eye in a wink.
*Hey guys?* Guardy sits up slowly. *Some help here?*
Percy and Chance:
*Shhhh! We hear footsteps! It is her and that dog! She'll pick you up!*
*She did indeed! That's much better! I can watch over the creek again. But keep that Doll away from me!*
*We're going to hang out in the creek for a bit and wash off some mud. You keep an eye on her.*
The Doll remains silent but keeps one eye on the Bears.