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Scott sat in the servants quarters. actually calling them quarters was generous it was really just a room where they could be stored and not be seen It was quite boring actually but Scott would rather be here alone then possibly be given a task that master would surely find fault in and then he would have to glue another crack at this rate he would need more glue. He was pulled out of his moping thoughts by a crash in the hallway he poked his head into the doorway and saw a rag doll in a heap on the floor
“Need a little help there?” the other doll looked up at him he had incredibly cute little face
“Ya” Scott pulled him up to his feet “hi I'm jimmy “
“I’m Scott, I'm assume your new?” jimmy nodded sheepishly
“Ya I'm the new chimney sweep “
Scott looked him up and down “ya I guess not having bones would come in handy for that”
Jimmy huffed “and what are you made to do?”
“I'm a server for Masters party’s and stuff”
“Hmm that makes sense since you’re so pretty “
“aww you think I'm pretty “ Scott teased
“ah uh n-n-no” jimmy looked away quickly and Scott giggled
“Come on I'll show you around”
Jimmy’s hands worked carefully patching up the hole in the back of Scotts head.
“what happened this time?” he asked brushing glue in the fractures along his neck joint
“I think I got his coffee order wrong or something I'm not sure” Scott heard jimmy mumbled something about a picky bastard. A few minutes after Jimmy was done the bell embedded in Scotts shoulder started ringing.
“Guess it's Showtime” Scott said before gracefully Walking out of the room Jimmy just frowned after him
Jimmy and Scott crouched behind the shed quickly they were meant to be working but neither of them wanted to luckily Master didn’t venture into the back hallways much and the other dolls weren’t snitches. They watched Master walk back inside the building before sighing with relief
“hi could you tell me where the study is I was told I needed to fix a clock in there” Scott turned his head to see a copper golem about as tall as his shoulders
“It on the third story fifth door to the left” guy turned on his treads but Scott grabbed his shoulder
“masters headed there now if he finds out you got lost he'll get mad “
“but it's my first day?”
“He won’t care, what’s your name “
“Sparrow “
“Ok I'm Scott and this is Jimmy how about you hang with us”
Scott didn’t know it then but the three of them would cause the most trouble that house had ever seen and eventually they would have to flee. It wasn’t easy being three constructs on the run sure they didn’t need much just oil for Sparrow, thread and stuffing for Jimmy and glue for Scott but still constantly fleeing was tiring of course that changed when they came Oakhurst it was perfect.