This is Rag Doll: Son of Jack Skellington and Sally King
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Monday, October 28, 2013
Knit the Problem
There wasn't much for Rag Doll to do except follow and look menacing, so he did just that. He was a little bitter, he wished he had thought of an idea to get them out. His eyebrows knit together as he grew more frustrated with himself. He couldn't be the Pumpkin King if he couldn't come up with any new ideas, or even any good ideas. As he tried to put his face back into a normal position he realized his eyebrows had actually knit together. He sighed.
"What is it?" Hearts asked him, without looking back.
"uh... nothing. Just following the plan." he replied lamely.
They left the factory and were let out into the town square. Rag doll gasped. A bright yellow sun was blinding overhead, illuminating green grass and pink draperies, purple rugs and red chairs. He fought back the bile that rose in his mouth. "This is disgusting."
"What is it?" Hearts asked him, without looking back.
"uh... nothing. Just following the plan." he replied lamely.
They left the factory and were let out into the town square. Rag doll gasped. A bright yellow sun was blinding overhead, illuminating green grass and pink draperies, purple rugs and red chairs. He fought back the bile that rose in his mouth. "This is disgusting."
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