Title: Annon Finds A Doll
Status: Complete
Characters: Anon, Ghosts
Rating: SFW
Classification: One-Shot
Author: Pokemonpie
Summary: Annon decides to go to the park and finds a doll along with an unexpected encounter

It was a bright and sunny day in Volcaldera Bluffs. The birds were flying, the cars were honking, musicians were desperately playing their instruments in the park for anyone that would listen and hopefully spare them some cash. Anon decided against his better judgment to get out of his shitty apartment in Skin Row and go for a walk in the park. With Skin Row being as terrible as it is there were no nearby parks so Anon had to walk quite a ways before reaching the park. Today he was not meeting Fang or anyone else at this park, no today he just decided to get out and instead of wasting away in his apartment.

“Ugh why did I decide to come out here this coastal weather fucking sucks.” Anon complained while trying to find some nearby shade. “Whew some shade will get me out of this muggy heat.” “AH FUCK!” He suddenly yelled after accidentally sitting on something he didn’t see in the shade. “The fuck is this thing?” Picking up and examining the strange object shrouded in the shade revealed it to be a doll of some sort. “What the hell is this supposed to be?” The doll, assuming it was a doll at all resembled something neither human nor animal. It didn’t even resemble a dinosaur either. It was as if someone cut parts of several different dolls off and sewed them together. Making what could only be called an amalgamation or chimera of sorts. “Man this thing is ugly.” And yet despite the upsetting appearance of the chimera doll, Anon couldn't help but be somewhat fascinated by it. “I wonder where this abomination came from or who made it?”

Feeling tired Anon decided to sit and take a break in the shade and close his eyes. “Hey Mister.” A voice suddenly called out to Anon. “Hu-whu?” Anon could only mumble in response. “HEY MISTER!” The voice suddenly called out louder and more shrill than before. “FUCK!” Anon shouted, startled by the sudden loud voice. “*Gasp* You said a bad word, mister!” The voice chided him. Taking a moment to rub his eyes and adjust, Anon found himself face to face with a small raptor child. “Didn't your parents teach you not to talk to strangers kid?” Anon spoke to the child with a hint of annoyance in his voice. “Yeah but you have my older sister’s doll Chimy.” The young child spoke clearly nervous now. “Chimy?” Anon spoke with confusion.

After a strange back n’ forth with the child explaining that the amalgamation of a doll Anon found left in the shade, belonged to his older sister. Anon handed the doll to the small child. “You know despite how that thing looks, it was sewn together pretty well.” “I know my older sister is really good when it comes to sewing.” “Well you tell her I think she has something great going for her with the whole sewing thing.” Anon patted the small child on their head before getting up and stretching. “Alright kid, you should probably get back to your sister.” Looking back down the child was gone while the doll remained on the ground. Despite the fact it appears to have been dropped, Anon did not remember hearing the sound of it dropping. “Uuuuuuh kid, where’d ya go? You kinda forgot your older sister’s weird ass doll here.” He picked up the doll and began waving it around in an attempt to catch the now gone child's attention.

After wandering around the park for a few hours, doll in hand Anon was beginning to get frustrated. “Damn it, where the hell did that kid get to?” “Now what am I gonna do with this freaky doll?” “Excuse me!” A feminine voice calls to Anon from behind him. “Excuse me sir, that doll you have there.” “Huh you mean this creepy ass thing?” Anon brought the doll up in front of him to present it. “Yes that doll, where did you find it?” “I accidentally sat on it right over there.” Anon says pointing at the area where he sat in the shade of a tree. “Can I ask why you're wandering around the park with that strange doll?” The feminine voice questioned Anon with a quizzical look. “Well when I was resting a small raptor child suddenly came up to me and yelled into my ear.” “The child said this doll belonged to their older sister, and after I got up they suddenly disappeared without the doll.” He spoke with frustration clear in his voice.

“And now I've wasted the better part of a few hours wandering around the park looking for that damn kid to return this freaky ass doll to.” Anon spoke both frustrated and annoyed at this point. “Thats…very…odd…” The female spoke with concern. “You're telling me, how does a kid just disappear like that!” Anon spoke while erratically waving the doll around. “No whats odd is that the doll is mine but…” She stopped abruptly. “Buuut…. what?” Anon asked with interest. “Whats odd is that I made that doll after my little brother passed away.” Anon froze up at that statement. “Y-you made that after your little brother d-died?” He stuttered. “Yes…I made it from several parts of the stuffed toys he had.” “He always did enjoy playing pretend with the stuffed toys he had or treating them as his best friends.”

After a period of uncomfortable silence Anon hands over the doll to the female dilophosaurus. “Thank you, sir.” She smiles and walks away. “No proble…” Anon stops as he sees the dilophosaurus disappear before his very eyes. “Nnnnnnope nope, nope, fuck this shit I’m out!” Anon yells at no one in particular. “Fuck this park! Forget these weirdo ghosts! I am OUT!”
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