|Partys are the best when held at night in a jungle!|
MCD 101Shira stared at the beat-up doll. She imagined that if it were a person, it would stare back. Instead it just sort of lay there with it’s odd vacant button eyes. One was falling off. Shira supposed she’d have to do something about that.MCD 101 by firewyrm2018
“I’ll call you Sockman.” she said, poking it in the chest. A bit more stuffing oozed out of it’s stomach.
“And I’ll do something about that soon, stop looking at me like that!”
So, she force-fed the doll some pain killers. (probably enough to kill a small rodent) And brandished a needle and thread.
“This won’t hurt.” She promised, and sewed up the hole in it’s stomach.
Then put some ice-that-is-a-cube on it.
“Snow would work better, but... just deal with it.” She sighed.
And nearly mummy-fyed Sockman with bandages. If Clatter had eyebrows, he would have raised them at her.
“WELL, he could have gotten a concussion, so I bandaged his head, and his jaw looked hu