Stick together. Be together. Stay together.
That was what she's meant to do. Be a perfect little doll. Created to stay by his side, to do whatever he needs her to do.
Stick together. Be together. Stay together.
Be a perfect doll. Perfect. Perfect...
SPOILERS for the next few chapters would be based of the flashback arc of the comic. Short chapter for now.
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" Iva- "
Is this hell ? Either way, I'm just so glad that it sticked to the storyline still despite the slight interference I had done. Without a moment to lose, I lunged towards Polakov slamming my side to him as he stumbled and fell to the ground.
I instinctively reached to grab the fallen hammer but of course fate hates me too much, because before I could even do it someone's fingers had wrapped themselves around my ankle.
" Damn it ! "
CRACK !
Ivan's body slump against the table by now. I noticed Paris was crawling his way to his knife. It seems no one noticed that the damn clown had already stood up and slammed me against the wall.
Bits of porcelain had cracked from behind me and went down the floor while I tried to regain balanced.
Polakov just took back pains to another level.
" You know I'm perfect !! Ivan made me to be perfect ! "
Ugh.. is it wrong to think that his voice is beginning to become annoying now. My head hurts and here I thought toy's don't feel anything, but here I am having a headache to everything that's happening right now.
Despite wanting to fight back, my physical body is still fragile from the impact but not fragile enough to limp like Paris.
Small pieces of porcelain mixed with hair was on my hand after reaching over to the back side of the head to ensure nothing important had broken off.
Huh, Karma's doing their thing huh ?
Oh by the way I did took Ivan's place didn't I ? How nice. How lovely.
Just then Polakov held me by the blouse staring coldly, his gaze no longer softening at the sight of me and I know he's trying the best he could to justify his actions.
Er... In his own twisted way.
" So why.. why are you looking at me like I'm a failure ?! "
" I'm not even looking at you like that, what I'm irritated about is that you won't admit that this is all wro-"
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Ivan, once all of this is over I'm going to slam dunk you inside a damn box and send you across the world. Oh by the way you might be wondering what happened right ?
Well since I graciously took Ivan's place, pennywise slapped me. Yes. Slapped me.
