Sunday, March 11, 2007

Family Portrait Day - Pt 10

(Perigrine moves in - as told by Wendy)

There was a BJD meetup today at Denver Doll Emporium. There were many, many beautiful dolls all lined up on one of the counters.

But, there was also a black haired doll that I kept seeing around, but never on the counter with the rest of the dolls.

I figured he belonged to someone who was just playing with him, even though I never saw anyone near him.

He ended up in the weirdest places. And always looking as if he were sneaking around.

It didn't bug me, and I didn't think much of it until...

...I caught him sneaking around my purse.

"Oh, is this your purse?" he asked innocently.


And when I looked again, he was gone.

I checked if anything was missing, and nothing was. I forgot about it, and just admired everyone else's beautiful dollies, not thinking about the strange, black haired doll at all, until I was getting ready to leave...

... and found him hiding in my purse, hood up, as if it somehow made him invisible.

"What on Earth are you doing in my purse?!" I asked

"Um... I thought you might take me home this way," he replied. I didn't think you'd notice.

"And you have so many dolls, I figured once I got to your house, I could just blend in." he continued.

"Well, you're wrong, my little dolly friend. It doesn't work like that," I said, rather irritated. "How do you know how many dolls I have, anyway?"

"I read your blog, on the internet, and I saw the pictures," he replied, sadly. "I just thought, it looks so nice there, and like you really liked pixie dolls... and it would be the perfect home for a doll who's a pixie and doesn't have anywhere to live. But, I'm sorry I bothered you."

"Wait," I said.

"You're a pixie, but you know you're a doll?"

"Yeah," he replied, with a quizzical look. "Don't all dolls know?"

"No, no I don't think they do. What's your name, pixie doll?"

"You can call me Peri, but it's short for Perigrine."

"Well, Peri, short for Perigrine... wanna go for a ride?"

"YEAH!!!", he shouted, and hugged my leg (which there is no picture of because that's just plain embarrassing, for both of us). (to be continued)

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(Perigrine moves in - as told by Perigrine)

Hey, chicks dig me. Seriously, how could she NOT take me home?