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 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...
"Um... I thought you might take me home this way," he replied. I didn't think you'd notice.
"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.
"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)
(Perigrine moves in - as told by Perigrine)
Hey, chicks dig me. Seriously, how could she NOT take me home?