(Artist: Me) (Music: Forbidden Lullaby)
(finally going to be linking some stories together so they arent completely insane, omggggg)
Madeline, the two year old girl with the appetite of a full grown Chota warrior, was busy gnawing on the dolls leg. She had already torn it to pieces more times than her mother, Corlyn, could count. It had to be resown over and over again. Her daughter was careless with the doll but it was the only one she liked. Every other doll or toy just simply wasn't good enough for the toddler.
Corlyn grabbed the doll from the teething child and sat down next to her at the grimy table with an old dog food can cleaned out and filled with mashed carrots. She began manipulating the doll like a marionette. Making it dance around the table in front of the kid whose eyes fixated on it. Slowly she would feed her daughter with the spoon, knowing that distracting her was the only way to get her to eat carrots or berries.
Knock, Knock, Knock
"We need to talk!" came an elegant man's voice. Corlyn recognized it as Everest.
"Shit..." she murmured quietly, setting down the doll and pushing the can out of Madeline's reach.
Corlyn walked to the front door, wiping off her shirt before opening it.
"Hey there baby girl." Everest said with his shit eating grin. His boys were hanging around him like usual.
"What do you want?" the woman replied, obviously not as amused as he was at the situation "I paid you for the week already."
"Oh no, no, no. That's not why I'm here." he said, putting a foot in the door without permission. She didn't fight it because she knew it would be pointless.
"Then what do you want?" she crossed her arms
Everest stepped fully inside the tiny house and closed the door behind him, shutting out his posse. He reached a hand up to her cheek
"Same thing I've always wanted."
Corlyn rolled her eyes and 'accidentally' stepped on his foot before backing up, returning to her daughter
"I don't have time for your games today, Everest. I appreciate the protection your gang provides but I'm not interested."
Madeline was playing with the doll again when the two grown ups entered. Corlyn went about cleaning up the mess made from lunch.
"I'm starting to think you don't love ol' Everest. You act as if you've never wanted to climb the mountain again." he chuckled before walking over to Madeline and squatting down "And how is my favorite lady in this house doing?" he said, offering the little girl a gloved finger of his. She grabbed it instinctively. It was clear that she was no stranger to him.
"You know I don't like you talking to her. She'll grow up a liar." Corlyn said without looking away from her work. Her back to them.
"Yeah well. You know how much she loves me."