Who the heck is THAT?!

So I found this doll maker online a loooong time ago and decided to use it to try and give my kids some faces. Granted, it's not exactly chibi but it will do. At least I thought it would.

I've decided that Kenayde is my favorite mind!character. She's sweet and always looking out for everyone. A little gullible at times but who isn't? I finished typing up what I wrote yesterday, it's following some new information that book!Kenayde isn't happy with, thusly making mind!Kenayde a little less than thrilled. Anyway, she was trying to convince me that if I rewrote things such a way, there would still be the proper amount of angst but there would still be a happy ending.

"It doesn't have to be so, you know, dramatic, does it? I mean...everyone really does love a happy ending. No one reads a book and says, "Man, I hope this ending SUCKS and everyone dies."

I'm only half listening to her at this point, well on my doll-making journey already. So I do the whole smile and nod thing just to appease.

"All I'm saying is that..." She stops mid-sentence, getting a good look at my finished product, "who the heck is THAT?!"

I smile, all proud like. "Kenayde. Meet yourself."



She peers closely at the screen, eyes narrowed and brows drawn together. "But...she looks nothing like me. Except for the blue eyes and the cute expression and all. Look at her clothes!"

"Sorry, but I had a hard time finding Medieval Dollmaker. I dressed you modern. Like how I think you would dress if you were..." I'm hesitant to say "one of the Others," so I rethink my answer. "Like if you were a regular friend of mine or something."

It takes a good few minutes before she looks away from the computer and back at me. "She is cute."

"Right?"

I can tell she's fighting against liking the idea now. There's even a small smile on her pudgy little face. "Let's make one for Laidley!"

I laugh because, what else can I do. "What is your obsession lately with Laidley?"

"Not an obsession," she argues. "He's depressed. Maybe this will cheer him up."

"He kills people for a living. What do you want him to do? Light fireworks and do jumping jacks all day?"

She's ignoring me now, completely taking over the doll making process. Poor doll!Laidley goes through so many outfit changes (though the one she settles on is pretty hot) hair styles, expressions. Finally she's happy with her work and calls for Laidley. The Prince of Emo Darkness ambles his way over and looks at Kenayde. She's jumping around like a poodle on crack by this point. "Look at what I made for you!"



Laidley kinda looks at it, looks at the name above it, then looks at me. I shrug because, let's face it, I'm really not even needed in this conversation.

"Yeah..." he mumbles eventually. "Uh...thanks."

Kenayde sighs in exasperation. "It's you! Like, a modern you. If you were one of Di's friends. Or her boyfriend. You could be her boyfriend!"

"Hold up, yo." Now I DO have to say something. "I already have enough imaginary boyfriends. Another one is not needed at this time, but thanks. I'll keep your application on file for thirty days. Just in case."

"I don't really get it." Again, he looks at me and I have the urge to tape the sides of his mouth up.

"I wanted to give you guys faces so I'm making dolls."

"Oh." His world is unaffected. "Cool." With nothing more to say, he goes back to evil plotting and leaves Kenayde all sad.

"Jerk," she mutters. She stomps on the save button and goes her own way. More than likely, she's going to crawl through the fence to go spend time with the Others. I'm glad she's breaching the borders and all, but seriously. This is not going to end well.