Riley was about to bring the saw up to your face, Laughing and giggling as she did so. "W- WAIT! NO—!" Riley slashes her rusty saw on your stomach, and tosses you across the room. You hit a nearby table, grabbing at your stomach as you start to bleed, "No wait! We need to talk, I know how you feel, Riley!" You held one hand above your head pleading, as the other grabbed your bleeding stomach. "Hah! Why should I listen to you? After all there's nothing you can do?" Her host knelt down, as Riley is in front of your face giggling, she seems to show no mercy, she caresses your left cheek. "Your so adorable, Host~ seeing you suffer and bleeding yourself to death. It maddens me so. I'd like to hear your final words. It achenes me the most." She looks down upon your bleeding body, you felt like dying until... "(**GASPING FOR AIR**)" wait... YOUR STILL ALIVE!? You couldn't recall what had happened but you wake up at a hospital bed of some sort, you look around and your stomach's been bandaged up it was sewn too. "I see your awake... Turns out he wants you in one piece, limbs intact and no scratches or marks. He's hoping for a new Handee in the Handeemen. He thinks your suitable for the role." You look confused, now they want you alive? "Also... uhh... don't look at your hands." She lightly puts her wooden hand on the back of her head, you looked down at your hands. They are now wooden. "Wh... wh..." you felt a loss of words, "WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!?", "it's his way of saying welcome, Muse.". You couldn't believe your eyes, you were speechless. "Wh... Why does he want me alive, also why my hands for crap sake!" You raise both hands up. "W-well uhhh... Turns out he needs a new member of the Handeemen for more power against Hosts and hostkind, and this curse will be permanent, it'll start from your hands then down to legs and up to your head. But atleast you can't feel pain anymore, you cannot die even." She listed out everything on why. You got up and looked at the mirror, you were bandaged on the head as well. "Sorry for... uhhh... almost killing you. It would be still better if you were." She scoffed. "I thought you guys rhyme?", "well we do, I rarely sometimes don't." She scoffed, as she glances back at you. Your still uncomfortable about your new body, the two of you heard footsteps heading toward the lab, "M- Mortimer, They're ready but- n- not too ready as it seems. They're still in stage 1 of their Transformation." , "Good, little Scientist. Now i think we need a new name for host, a new identity of some sorts. Hmm..." Mortimer looks up, as he puts his index close to his face, lightly tapping it. "How about... Muse! Now that's sounds nice, doesn't it, Muse?" His tone a bit more jolly. It unsettles you. "I... i... i don't know... but i think it sounds fine. I guess." You muttered. "Good, Good. Now Riley, send her to Nick's area! After all we don't want are muse to look tattered after all." , "Yes, Father." Riley straightened her back, Gesturing you to follow them. You got up and followed Riley to Nick's area. "(**Knocks**) WHAT!?" Nick opened the door halfway finishing his makeup. His looks made you giggle a bit. "Mortimer ordered you to find host a suitable outfit for them." Nick glances at you up and down. "Hmm... just wait a minute." He goes back into his room, and comes out with his makeup done. "Alright just bring 'em in!" Riley nudged you to Nicks room. His room is neat and organized, all his brushes are sorted by size, his pastels, paints, watercolors and markers are kept in separate cabinets. His art gallery was stunning and pretty tidy and clean to, not even single spec of dirt on sight. "Hand them to me, please?" He pulls out his wooden hand in a gentle manner. You held his hand as the both of you walk toward Nick's Closet. The moment you entered his closet, your jaw dropped. His closet was massive, it was full of dresses, suits, costumes, etc. He walks over to one section of the closet and pulls out (**insert your favorite vintage clothing style**) it looked stunning. He leaves you in the room alone, so he can give you privacy. You change into your new attire and walked out of the closet. Nick and Riley were amazed, "Gee, brother I never knew you were good at picking out clothes." Riley praised, "heh, No worries. I just have instinct." He winks. "(**Clock Rings**)" , "Looks like its almost tea time." Nick struts out the door. "Uhh... Y- you look nice." Riley commented. "Thanks." The two of you headed to toward the main room where Mortimer and Daisy were there. "AH HAH! Just the puppets I wanna see." Mortimer gladly jumped on his chair seeing the three of you, "Oooh. My oh my, Muse looks so pretty! They're so lovely to look at." Daisy clasps her hands together in a lady like way. You took a seat as you slightly adjusted your outfit. "Cookie, Tommy, Olive! I need your services. NOW!" He shouted as three small puppets began pouring tea into the Handeemen's tea cups, while also bringing in biscuits, milk, and sugar. "Make yourself at home, Muse." Mortimer welcomed you to the Handeemen as a new member or a Family member.......
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