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Roger finished his dinner and moved back towards the house. He called up:

"Thanks for the dinner, I'll leave the stuff at the door!"

He stayed outside and waited just incase Jewellie had something to announce.

((At libary. Can not spell check.Sorry!))
Annabelle sighed.
"Well, thats good." trying to change the subject."Can I take up my old room, on the Red floor?"
Annabelle missed that room. It was tucked away, but a small window in the corner provided a great view of the Doors. The doors were a work of art. The were tall, so tall that even the doll house could barely compare in size. Carved into itwas the story of every fairy tail that one could think of with the name "Sally" carved into the bottom.The other one showed the family history, with the name "Tom" carved into the bottom. Annabelle loved everything about this, except the two names. She wanted to replace them with the names of all the toys, since it was the toys room.

Shadow smiled at the food, it had been so long she had forgotten what it had tasted like, and it was a glorious surprise. Maybe it was the fact that Shadow hadn't eaten in so long, or maybe that Jewellie had gotten some help, but this food definitely tasted better.. She wolfed it down, and her stomach always seemed empty. Shadow ate, and ate, and didn't stop until she had had more than her fill. She rested a bit, so that she wasn't to bloated to walk, and trotted back over to the dolls house, where she asked one of the smaller ragdolls to take this upto Jewellie, being to large to fit into the doll house herself. "Thankyou very much," Shadow acknowledged as she nodded in Jewellie's direction for thanks, and went down the snuggle against a pile of discarded toy stuffing, falling out of other toys. This would make a marvellous bed, Shadow thought, as she snuggled under it, and turned round to watch the frolicking of all the other toys. Shadow smiled, and let out a tear, remembering the olden days, when all the toys knew who she was, but now, she was an old discarded toy, and if it wasn't for the gentle Nanny, se would still be stuck up on the shelf, reminiscing. Shadow knew that soon she would be thrown away. The children had so many new toys, much better than a stupid, broken hand puppet. She sighed, all toys had to wait their turn to be thrown out, and she knew it was her's soon, especially as Christmas is coming up. Still, Shadow could probably hide somewhere, that would buy her another month atleast. Shadow let out another tear, and lay, head on paws, looking out, remembering the good times she was too old for.

[Dropping a note to say that if you'd like to get the plot going, feel free to start the plot. I'm sure the older members remember how the plot is supposed to go. Trials end on Thursday, so I'll be back soon.]

Jewellie bit her lip in concentration. Many toys were waiting outside, seeing if she had any announcements. She had something on her mind she had been wanting to say for a long time, but the moment never felt right. Until now. She walked over to the intercom, a very handy (not to mention expensive) part of the dollhouse. It blasted hearable sound through every room in the entire dollhouse. Jewellie often took food owners from it, but today she was using it for something much different.

She pressed the button that allowed her to speak and spoke plain and clear, "Toys of the dollhouse, I have an important announcement to make. Please make your way downstairs to be delivered a message. No toy is allowed to stay behind, as this concerns every single one of us."

***

Nia sighed glumly when she heard the announcement. She was busy doing her regular self-pity ritual when the intercom come on. However, Jewellie was a very intelligent person and would never say that they all needed to get down there if they actually were not needed.

So, Nia made her way down the five flights of stairs, to the bottom of all of the floors and then stepped out of the dollhouse, waiting for further instructions.

Shadow struggled her way out of the Stuffing Mountain, and eventually got out, with white fluff attached to her backside. She turned her head round, trying to brush it off, but realizing she couldn't get it off this way, she tried to shake it off, before following the long line of toys marching off to the stairs. She had never left this room was before, so was excited about what was to come, and especially what Jewellie had to stay. It would have to be something special to have to move out of the room, and risk the toy's secret.

Roger heard the announcement then after a few seconds toys were piling out of the doll house like there was a fire. He was already there so he got the front row. The toys larger toys ligned up behind him and the smaller ones beside him. They all waited.

____ fell back asleep, unaware of the occurings at the dollhouse.She once again dreamed of her name, but she sighed in it. The fact was, the man couldn't be heard above the sound of eager children. Maybe she would never find her name, unless a toy from that store somehow ended up here too. Otherwise it was hopeless...

Shadow, not caught up in the excitement of the other poets, turned round to notice a discarded dog lying on the floor, sleeping. Shadow went up to it, and poked it with the nose, trying to wake it. Shadow whispered gently into its ear, "Come on, sleepy head, we have to go down stairs. Jewellie called a meeting."

(( (*Dranzer*)If I meet up with you, I'll try and give you a nickname.))
Annabelle made her way downstairs, saying hello to all the toys she knew. It was nice to be back up, but she would have to get to basement by morning. But why was Jewellie doing this? She knew that unless it was something very important, Jewellie would not do something like this. All the toys would here, so it wasn't something trivial.

((As soon as Dranzer comes down, I'll announce it. ))

Maria smiled quizically to herself- an announcment? Her heart jumped- maybe adventure! She swiftly appeared downstairs, smiling at all the toys, moving toward Annabelle to stand by. Her head turned toward Jewellie, waiting.

Shadow sighed, she was getting too old for this. She leapt from the top of the stairs, leaving the puppy still sleeping in the room. Her legs were tired when she eventually got to the bottom, and she assembled with a group of other toys, eagerly awaiting the toy's announcements.

Sira sat up, dazed. How long had she been out? Her sight wobbled, and when it finally stopped, everything was out of focus. Why? She delicately put a paw up to her face, feeling around tenderly. Her button eye was gone. Sighing, she stood up, shaking her head. She glanced around, looking for the nearest toy. Maybe someone had an announcement? If not, surely someone would be there anyways... She slowly headed downstairs, and was reassured at the sight of the gathered toys.

(I'm back from vacation. I was gone for two weeks, so I haven't posted in here yet. Sorry... I'll post regularly from now on.)

((Alright, I suppose I should just do this now...))

"We all know that we don't belong to the most pleasant owners", Jewellie said, her voice strong, "And we all know that we are not treated right by them. And you know what? I think it's time we defend ourselves! We're not just normal playthings, we're living! We all can feel the pain! So why should we continue to subject ourselves to it? I say it's time for us to move on. We must leave this place, and sometime soon- before another life is taken", at this point, her eyes sadly fell upon Annabelle, "But first, I say we plan revenge."