Disclaimer: I do not own uglydolls. I also do not own the pictures, or the songs.
(This is a uglydolls 2019 Oneshot)
(Its, lou-centric)
(Warning there is arguing that might be a bit sensitive to viewers)
(I haven't uglydolls a lot, so forgive if some of the characters are ooc..)
(This takes place after the events of the movie)
(Hope you enjoy this little fic~😗)
Dreams
/driːm/
Noun
1. A succession of images, thoughts, oremotions passing through the mindduring sleep.
2. A series of thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person's mind during sleep.
Dreams....dreams were unpredictable.
As the dolls slept that night, their minds are shut down, and they don't move (that much).
Their bodies aren't as active, and everything is quiet.
But for Lou, well, he wasn't as quiet.
He moaned in his sleep as his expression turned into a pained one from the current 'dream' that he was having.
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(In Lou's dream/nightmare..)
He was in the factory, why was he in the factory?!
Dolls were being made, they were woven by fabric, stitched together, then given faces.
Lou freaked out as he watched this, why was he watching this?!
This was where he was first created of course.
This was also the second most terrifying to him.
As an special doll, he was given extra treatment.
He had extra layer of stitches, extra layers of hair dug deep into his head. His skin being made and pulled against out of his will.
It hurt like hell!
Why was this happening to him?!
Why him?!
WHY ME?!
Suddenly, the area where he was switched.
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Lou turned in his sleep, and gripped his covers tightly, he had began to sweat slightky, he didn't even know the worst of his dream.
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Spinning, everything was spinning.
He was spun around again, and again. He coukd feeling his vision distorting, there were things in here with him.
He was struggling to even hear things right now.
Everything was wet, everything was wet, why was he here again?!
Lou had already been placed here when he had first come here by the old batch of dolls.
What did he do to deserve it this time, all he does is his purpose!
'Dear God, please stop this!..'
He was aware of tears coming down his cheeks, he was in the washing machine.
YOU ARE READING
"Memory Bound." (Complete.)
FanfictieHe 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?" ***************************...
