Talk:Living Doll/@comment-69.207.46.169-20150226215246

'Tis the dead of night. Skulking back into your modest, if not ram-shackle, home you hold a doll in your hands. You found in just lying there in an alley. You're not sure why you brought it home...you just had to have it. You don't even like dolls all that much! You much prefer action figures. Anyways, you prop it up in a chair and decide to go to bed. Upon awakening, you notice something incredibly amiss. Your entire home has become...rather frilly and clean than you last left it. You're now find youreslf sitting at a table, wearing a rather frilly dress for some reason. Absolutely confused, you try to remeber what the hell you drank last night when a voice rings out.

"Uwaa! Master! You look so pretty now! Let's begin our tea party!"

It's the doll you picked up, it's alive and it's holding a really girly tea party in your house.

What do?