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*Masky looked up from the small dustbin, hearing the sounds of one of the dolls talking. She trotted quietly to the doll house, coming closer than she ever had, right next to it. She heard the powerful voice of one of the dolls, and though she could not hear everything through the walls, these words she did hear-
"defend ourselves"
"move on"
"leave this place- before another life is taken"
She thought of her lost rider, and sank to her knees, sadly ackgnowledging the words from outside the doll house.

And then she heard the word she had been seeking.

"Revenge."

Masky was caught in a sort of bloodthirsty joy, rearing up on her plastic hind legs, letting out another loud neigh, coming to the real window of the doll house to watch and listen more closely.*

Maria cheered. She agreed, with Jewellie. Maria wanted revenge, but she also wanted what revenge equaled. Which was excitement, danger, and so much more!

Annabelle listen carefully to every word Jewellie said. The doll house way lovely, but if they could live in another place, Annabelle would do it. Perhaps an old house, and they could steal things. They had hundreds of toys, and with this army, they could do anything.

But, they did need to teach those brats a lesson. The children had killed hundreds. A toy her age was rare. Most didn't survive past six months. It was a short, cruel life for these toys, and they needed the children to learn so. Annabelle cheered.

Sira cheered. Revenge! Even though she had been here only a short while, she had already felt the pain that others had. It would take a while to get used to only one eye, but then...

She glanced around, glad to see she wasn't the only toy that wanted revenge. "Revenge..." she whispered.

Roger tooted his train, he did it again. He wanted revenge. He had been in this house a long time. Longer than most of the toys here. He had once had a whole train set, but it was lost long ago. He wanted to get the little devils back, he wanted...REVENGE

Jewellie looked around, secretly pleased whatever she said had the toys' full support. Any idea would never do if no one liked it.

'Good. Now we have to start planning. The children doesn't know we're alive, or rather, doesn't believe we are alive, so if we suddenly "come to life" wouldn't that give them quite a scare?'

Shadow slowly smiled to herself, Jewellie's news what she'd been waiting for, for an eternity. Shadow knew that Jewellie was right though, they couldn't just 'come alive', they needed to plan, however, the children would be rather suspicious when the toys were missing on the morning. Shadow stood up, to talk above the other toys. "We need to plan this carefully. Very carefully."

Maria looked to Shadow and nodded vigourously, her attention turning back to Jewellie. "A good plan, we need to scare them out of their wits- so much that they don't know what to believe and won't go blabbing to their nanny outta' fear!" Maria grinned, as she said these words- imagining the nasty shock on the little devil's faces as they would see her do a gypsy jig.

Annabelle nodded at Maria's plan.

"We need to scare them out of there wits. All of us. Every toy must help! But what if the children try to break us? The most certianly will. We'll need to assign different things to do. Also, where will we escape to? We need to plan that, also."

"Won't they try to destroy us, anyways?" Sira asked wryly. "Anyways, your right. We should assign a certain amount of toys to each room. They won't get suspisious at first, but then... after awhile we all join up in the same room, and scare them!"

Then she grinned, embarrassed. "Did I just say that out loud?"

Nia walked down from her room to hear the announcement. She was a bit late, however, and all she heard was Jewellie telling the rest of the toys about revenge. She overhead Maria, the gypsy doll.

"Actually, I think we should scare them enough so they will go blabbing to the nanny. I think it would be fun to watch her diagnose them to be out of their minds." she replied.

Jewellie nodded at Nia's comment.

'Yes, grown-ups would obviously refuse to believe a single word the two brats say. We'll all want to escape later, so we have to be ready to bolt the moment the children run out to alert their nanny. Now. Let us assign the toys to their respective jobs. Would anyone like to volunteer for anything?'

Roger Came forward. "I can start this. When they are playing, I'll toot my horn. When they look around I'll do it again. Then I'll come forward and toot my horn really loudly for a long time. If they try to pick me up I'll run"

Annabelle sighed. She had no skills on the battle field. She had a basic skill, that to fix things. But how would that be of use? Mabey someone could think of something. Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward.

"I'm no use to be played with or attack, however, I do have a knack for fixing things. Mabey I could help broken toys get ready for battle?"

The thought of 'The Sudden Possessed Train' made Jewellie snicker. She couldn't wait to see that. Jewellie nodded once again.

'Okay then, Roger, you may do the start! And would anyone else like to help Annabelle in fixing? She may not be able to get all the mending done in time, as I see many broken toys here.'

A few dolls raised their hands willingly. Jewellie beamed at the three dolls, whom she recognised as May, Fanny, and Josephine.

'Righty. Thank you for volunteering. Would anyone else like to do a particular task?' Jewellie was having fun planning.