"Hello my little new doll, you had been asleep for so long that I almost had to ask mom if she could make me another toy, because the first one seemed broken." Fleur said as she smiled happily and shook the Barbie doll in her hands.
"Fleur, take me out of here and return me to my original size, mom is going to be very upset with this."
"Mom? You mean my mom, but she was very happy. When I gave her the strange weapon and showed her how it worked, she told me that she would let me have whatever toy I wanted. I told her that I wanted you and she was very happy."
"Fleur, this isn't funny, get me out of here, or I'll tell mom."
"But I already told you, you are my reward for being a good girl, mom said to choose someone to become my toy and I chose you!"
Fleur's words chilled Dylan's blood, he knew he wasn't mom's favorite, but he had no idea that she despised him enough to give him as a toy to his little sister. After a few moments the boy felt the ground tremble slightly and as footsteps went up the stairs to the second floor, stopping at the door to open it, the first thing Dylan saw was the smiling face of his mother and the second made poor Dylan's heart stop for a moment.
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