Aria tried to go to the children's room so she could talk to Katy as she normally does but Michael stopped her.
"Don't leave! We were having so much fun, you can play barbies later." He pouted.
"Well, I need to leave or else she'll be mad. AND, she is not a Barbie. She is a person and frankly I don't like the way you talk about her." Aria stomped her foot.
"Then let me come."
"You can't come, Katy won't like you. She doesn't like anybody but me."
"But you like me."
"Uh...no. I honestly don't."
"You can't resist me."
"Yes I can."
"No you can't, I'm to lovable and attractive. You can't resist me."
"Watch me."
With that said Aria stormed off down the hall. Her bare feet sticking for a millisecond as she stomped doesn't the cold vacant halls, she was getting nervous. Katy wasn't the nicest when you angered her. Her palms began to sweat as well as the pads of her feet. Her face began to flush. And her breathing was short and rocky.
Aria eventually arrived at the children's ward.
"Hi Aria!" The children's cheered "why are you here so late?"
"A boy."
"Ew they have cooties!"
"I know! They're gross."
"I'm right here." A little boy pouted in the corner. His eyes surrounded by black/purple skin. Much like Michaels.
"Sorry?" Aria shrugged "I need to go see Katy guys."
She ran into the back room, were Katy was. Were the wall paper was pealing off. Were there was holes in the floor. Were...Katy wasn't in her bed.
She got in there and froze. Katy, she wasn't in the little wooden doll bed.
Then the door slammed shut.
