Poppet || l.s.

chapter 1

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"Mummy!" Louis yelled as he got up of bed and ran into his mums room with his pot. "Mummy look!"

"Louis, honey, it's nearly 7 am. What is it?" She sat up and looked down at Louis' pot and gasped. Ella flew over from her bed on the night stand to the pot and gasped, as well. "There's a flower on your poppet?"

"Yes! It's pretty isn't it?" Louis looked down at the small flower and smiled proudly.

"I thought flowers sprouted once your poppet is starting to look human?" Ella said in shock and touched the pearly white flower. "Is this normal?"

"Is my poppet okay?" Louis looked up in worry and frowned. "I don't want my poppet to be sick."

"Why don't we make an appointment? So they can check on your poppet?" Mum suggested. Louis nodded and got onto the bed with Ella while mum made the phone call in the living room.

"Do you think he'll be okay?" Louis asked Ella. He looked at her and back down at his poppet with a frown.

"I'm sure your poppet will be okay. I hope nothing is wrong. I've never seen a flower grow on a poppet this young."

Louis gave her a sad, half smile and sighed. He stared at the small flower in wonder and thought, 'Maybe my poppet is special and has a magic power that other poppets don't have.' He thought of all the different possibilities, wondering why his poppet had a flower already.

"Lou, baby, the poppitist," a poppet doctor, "said we can go later today at 1. It's only 7:23 so why don't you go back to bed and I'll wake you later."

"Okay. I hope he's okay." Louis looked down at his poppet and kissed the small flower. Johannah rustled his hair and kissed the top of his head. Louis walked back to his room and set the pot next to him in bed and slowly fell back asleep.

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"Are you done eating breakfast?" Mum asked Louis as she washed her dish and Ella's smaller dish.

"One more. . ." Louis ate his last piece of pancake and stood up to give his plate to mum. "It was yummy!"

"Go get your poppet and we'll leave. Ella is staying." Louis nodded and to get his poppet from his room and went back to living room and waited.

"Ready?" Mum asked grabbing her keys and her purse. Louis nodded and hopped off the couch.

"Let's go make poppet better!" Louis raised his little fist in the air and jumped. "Woo hoo!"

"He'll be all better." Mum smiled.

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"Louis? Louis Tomlinson?" Louis looked up and saw the poppitist standing and smiling at him. Johannah grabbed his hand and they walked inside.

"Hi, Louis, Mrs. Tomlinson." The poppitist greeted and walked them to a room. "I'm Doctor Herrera and I will be your poppitist. I'm your mothers poppitist as well. How do you feel having a poppet now?"

"I love having a poppet! But is my poppet okay?" Louis showed Dr. Herrera his poppet and pointed at the flower. "He has a little flower."

"When did this happen?"

"He showed it to me this morning." Johannah said and grabbed Louis' hand.

"I've never seen a flower on a poppet this young before. I believe there is a case where this happened a long time ago." She rubbed her chin and thought for a moment. "I think that persons poppet actually grew faster and was already grown by the time he was 7."