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[cyanbars.livejournal.com]

[ One might question why there's a dollhouse on the kitchen table. It's pretty large, very old-fashioned and very well-made, and something is stuck inside it. Judging by the quiet banging from the opposite dollhouse wall. It might as well be a tap to the average ear. ]

[[ooc: eat anything in this kitchen right now and you will change size.]]

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[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[A little black haired girl comes toddling in, and the rabbit ears sticking out of her hair twitch as she catches sound of that banging. She looks around, a little confused, before her eyes land on the doll house.

Roxas walks in behind her shortly after, grabbing an apple from a fruit bowl.]

... Daddy, that little house is makin' noises.

[cyanbars.livejournal.com]

[Large, loud people, agh. Roxas stops what she's doing to move toward the middle of the dollhouse. She doesn't recognize that voice.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Well you might recognize the next one as he walks over beside her,]

Oh really?

[Crunch. You know what that means.]

[cyanbars.livejournal.com]

[She does. It's... different, but she can tell who it is, which makes that 'daddy' really, really weird. Roxas is curious enough that she moves over to one of the dollhouse windows to peek out at them.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[And there goes the male version of yourself standing there, shrinking right down to your size. The little girl shrieks and flails.]

Daddy! Daddy! Wha' happened?!

[cyanbars.livejournal.com]

[Ack! It really is in the food. Well, now that he's stuck in the same boat, she's going to start banging on the window.]

Hey!

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, can't hear you over the spazzing little kid.]

Calla! Calm down! Just go find someone we know to help.

[She nods and flails and runs off. Meanwhile, Roxas just lets out a sigh.]

Well, what the hell.

[cyanbars.livejournal.com]

[That's okay, she'll start banging on the window again once she's gone.]

HEY!

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Oh huh what? He straightens and looks over.]

... oh. Hey.

[Heads over to the doll house door and tries to open it.]

[cyanbars.livejournal.com]

[It will open! But only from the outside. And he will find a female double of himself quickly making her way over.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[... this is weird.]

You uh-- okay?

[cyanbars.livejournal.com]

No! I came in here to get some ice cream and ended up in dollhouse.

[Huff. Pout.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[:| faces at the outburst.]

It could be worse.

[Is she walking out of the doll house door yet? He's holding it open~]

[cyanbars.livejournal.com]

[She's annoyed. But she's not annoyed at him, and yes she is totally stepping out the door. Thank you for being a gentleman, Roxas.]

Yeah, I know.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Welcome c: He just pockets his hands and lets the door close on it's own, walking a little ways away from the doll house.]

So was it the ice cream for you?

[cyanbars.livejournal.com]

I guess. It's the only thing that makes sense.

[Man, is she glad to be out of there. She walks over to the edge of the table and crouches down, looking out.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Walks over a little ways towards her.]

It figures.

[cyanbars.livejournal.com]

That... girl who was with you. Do you think she'll be able to find anyone that can fix us?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Who, Calla? I doubt it. She's got the mind of a three year old. Probably bring someone who can help