You're more or less forced out of your seat. Before you know it, you're being dragged with incredible force out of the house. Marisa has a devilish look on her face and is leading you somewhere.
"Where are we going!?"
"Why, to Alice's place! Where else?" Marisa cheerfully replies.
You have no chance to escape this almost superhuman pull. You cave and allow yourself to be spirited away back to Alice's house. Marisa's steps are too noisy and she's way to chatty for you to tell if this place was as silent as before. When you get to the door, she forces you to open it with your key. She bolts up the stairs, still dragging you with her. She dumps you in front of Alice's bedroom and proceeds inside by herself.
"What are you doing?" You ask, feeling a bit dazed.
"You'll see." Marisa replies from within.
"Aren't you invading her privacy?!"
"Who cares! She can mess with my stuff as much as she wants in return!"
That's not a very good deal.
After a few moments of what seems to be, at best, ransacking and, at worst, complete destruction Marisa emerges from the chamber. She's holding in her arms various dolls. You saw some of them from the distance. They were lying on the bed.
"See!" Look at these!" Marisa dumps the whole lot on you.
"What the hell are so special about these? Alice has a lot of dolls. These are just soft and squishy."
"No, look at them closely." She picks up one of the dolls and shoves it in front of your face.
It's dressed in mostly black. It has several spots of white, maybe an undershirt or something. It's wearing a small pointy hat as well. It has soft golden hair as well. This doll strikes you as familiar. It's only when you note the simple but wide grin that the doll has plastered. It's the same grin that is being beamed down on you by Marisa.
"Wait...! This isn't?!"
"Yup!" Marisa seems to be content. "It's me!"
"Why would you be a doll?"
"Simple!" She answers like one of the few enthusiastic students that you have. "Alice makes dolls of some of the people that she knows. There's a bunch of them there, right?" She points to the pile that you're holding. "The ones that she likes the most, she sleeps with. The rest are dispersed throughout the room."
You take a quick glance through the dolls. There's only one or two that you recognize. There rest - A petite (even for a doll) blond girl with 'wings' that have jewels of different colors, a blue haired girl with an icy-looking complexion and others are unknown to you. They're varied in looks, complexion, and other details. The only thing that there's in common is the fact that they're all female.
"So, what's the point?" You ask. "Why did you have to bring me here to show me all of this. It's cute, sure, but I'm sure that she would have shown me eventually. I like this sort of stuff too, you know."
Her already wide grin gets even wider. Perhaps to an impossible extent. She's got a nice set of teeth. Nice and powerful-looking. Hard not to notice with all these toothy grins.
"Well. Like I said. She places them throughout her room, depending on how much she likes them."
"And?" Less cryptic, more blunt. That's what you think.
"Well, my doll is on the bed, but more of a decoration. Better off still than, say, this lil' lady." She picks a doll with green hair and what resembles a miko's outfit. "Guess what I found on her pillowcase?"
"Enlighten me."
Marisa takes out a hidden doll from her sleeve. It takes you a moment to recognize it. After all, since all of the other dolls were female you had expected this one to follow the trend. But no, instead, a kimono-clad handsome devil stares back at you. Even in doll form you look good.
"Hey, that's me!" You emit the most obvious reaction.
"That's right!" Marisa claps a bit like a game show presenter. "And the fact that it was on her pillowcase probably means that she sleeps with it, hugging it tightly."
"Your point being?" You say, knowing the obvious implications here.
"Hmm... I wonder what it is..."Marisa replies dumbly. She then grabs the dolls and chucks them all onto Alice's bed. "Anyways, let's get going. She'll probably get mad if she sees me showing you all of this."
Marisa starts to drag you out of the house again. She is overlooking the fact that Alice will still notice the fact that all of her dolls have been haphazardly thrown onto the bed. You have no choice in the matter, but you still lock up before leaving. Marisa makes you follow her back to her house. In your dicking around, you've spent more time with Marisa than you realized. The sun will set in maybe an hour, hour and a half tops. That's plenty of time to get anywhere that you know of within daylight.
"Well, I've really got to clean my shop. You're welcome to help me out if you want." Marisa tells you. "In fact, it might be a fair payment for the food and information that I freely shared with you."
Hey, the food was okay, but the information was sketchy. You, of course, keep these thoughts to yourself. When she wants something she's aggressive. And the last thing you want is to be dragged to god-knows-where to do god-knows-what.
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Write-in time again!
>>9960 Scorn! You're alive! I missed you.
>>9971 Updates where? I already voted as well so don't try that angle on me.
>>9972 Fly high, wings of wax, the sun, fall in to the ocean, etc.
Oh and it took me a while to write this because of crappy sleeping patterns. But in general the faster you vote, the faster I get to write and not marathon 90s sitcoms.
