Story 1 continued
Aug. 23rd, 2012 09:14 pmDarryl brandished a wire hanger until she released John. When they told her of their mission, she agreed to ensure that Darryl and John reached their goal. She gave them each a jar of Lustre-Cream and sent them whirling off through time again. When everything stopped spinning, they were confronted with the glassy-eyed stare of Cricket, the talking doll.
"Intruders!" shrieked Cricket. "Are you friend, or foe?"
"Friend," assured Darryl hastily.
"Are you sure about that?" murmered John.
Cricket looked as skeptical as an omni-smiling doll could. "You must prove yourselves to me by giving me a rare and unusual token of your esteem! I demand that you give me..."
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Date: 2012-08-24 02:35 am (UTC)My mom was not happy that she had to leave mine on a bench somewhere one night. My sister and I refused to get into the van with her after the part that held her eyeballs popped out and wouldn't pop back in. I had already been terrified of her for a while at that time and I have no idea why she was in the van with us.
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Date: 2012-08-24 02:52 am (UTC)Which is why I never got Cricket.
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Date: 2012-08-24 08:07 pm (UTC)I also became vigilant about taking the batteries out of my Teddy Ruxpin and Grubby if I wasn't using them.
Cricket always sort of creeped me out even before that night, but I liked TR a lot. Go figure.
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Date: 2012-08-24 09:17 am (UTC)no subject
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