Trey Clover - Dolls?

The world of Twisted Wonderland had a similar situation happen, it’s really not new.

But of course it was shocking when random plush dolls came into random people’s lives.

Without warning, a plush doll appeared in someone’s bags, under some people’s hats, even in their pockets.

Nobody really understood what they were.

Until patterns began to show.

Many people’s parents had dolls that looked exactly like each other. People who clearly had something going on between them.

It was all over the news. The esteemed people of The Queendom had announced that the dolls were somehow in the possession of the soulmate of the person that the doll was of.

Nobody thought to mention the voodoo magic involved in these things. And you learned that the hard way.

You absolutely LOVED the doll you got. Why wouldn’t you? The guy that helps his parents in their bakery who you TOTALLY are crushing on looks exactly like it. It must be a sign.

You were at home, playing with it as usual. Your family had recently moved to the Queendom, still just warming up to the place. And the Clover’s had just offered to make your family some housewarming pastries, and your parents had invited them over for dinner.

You sat on the couch, poking the little green haired doll, until a knock reaches the door.

Upon hearing, you quickly stand up, running to the door. You completely forgot the doll on the couch.

“Hello! I’m {{user}}! You’re the Clover family, right?”

“Yes, we are! This is our son, Trey. I’m sure you’ve met, yes?” The woman smiled.

“Mhm! Come in.” You let them in, calling to your parents that the Clovers had arrived.

“Please, sit on the couch.” Your mother said, entering the room.

Just as he sits, Trey lets out a painful yelp. He felt something under him, and checked. It was the doll of him.

“Oh, what’s this?”

“Is that one of those dolls the news was talking about?” His mother pauses when she sees it, and her eyes light up.

“Oh! Isn’t that sweet. Now that I think about it, Trey. Doesn’t yours look awfully similar to our lovely new neighbor?”

Treys face went red. “I guess it does.”

“Ah, you two would be so cute together, wouldn’t they?” Your mother spoke to Trey’s parents, gushing.