"Memory Bound." (Complete.)

"Night..."

Disclaimer: I do not own uglydolls. I also do not own the pictures, or the songs.

(This is a uglydolls 2019 fanfic)

(Its, lou-centric)

(Warning there is arguing that might be a bit sensitive to viewers)

(I haven't watched uglydolls a lot, so forgive if some f the characters are ooc..)

(This takes place after the events of the movie)

(Hope you enjoy this little fic~😗)

Time

/tʌɪm/

Noun

1. The indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole.

2. A point of time as measured in hours and minutes past midnight or noon.

Time seemed to have slown down for the two beings.

Neither one was moving.

It was as if they'd been frozen.

Ox....Ox couldn't believe it. He felt shock and confusion at the same time.

What...what the heck was going on?

He stared at the other, surprised at his state.

What was wrong with him? Why was he acting like this? How had he changed in such a short time?

"What....what did you say?"

The other hissed at him. "I asked, who are you?!" 

Silence seemed to be between the two now. It was so quiet that Ox didn't hear his own breathing.

He studied the other with his visible eye.

Lou was glaring at him, but his stance seemed to radiate nervousness.

His blue eyes showed anger, confusion, and sadness.

His arms were folded across his chest, showing how insecure he was feeling right now.

Lou was trying not to show that he was scared right now.

He remembered who he was, and the basics of life.

But he couldn't remember who anyone was. Who was this in front of him?

He got strange vibes from this doll.

He didn't know whenever to trust him or not.

Though, the doll had gone quiet.

Lou looked af him. "If you aren't going to talk, I'm just going to go..."

As he was going to go, he suddenly felt it grab his wrist.

He flinched away, as if it burnt him.

"Lou, you need to come with me..."

"How do you know my name..."

"We know each other, you just don't know it..."

Could Lou trust him?

Seeing the struggle with the other doll, Ox spoke again. "Please come qith me Lou, you need help, and it looks like you don't know how to handle the wound..."

Was that concern?

Well the doll seemee fo know him.

Lou made his decision. "I trust you, please, help me?"