what waste are we left with when it's boiled down [OPEN]

[myheartglows]

WHO: Doll!Tony and [OPEN]
WHAT: Dollfais does Doll Things.
WHEN: Friday the 3rd to Wednesday the 15th.
WHERE: Creepy Gothic Mansion.
WARNINGS: allusions to past dub-con/non-con in Jim's thread

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Thurs 9th

[rightawaydoctor]

Christine had offered to look after Tony to give Uhura a break, so after work and a quick dinner, she knocked on the door to Tony's room and opened it a hair.

"Tony? Is it all right if I come in?"

[myheartglows]

The black slowly takes on the form of a lean, tall man with a wide, face-splitting grin. Tony stares at the picture, the brush half-lifted from the page, with a small, confused knot in his brow. "Monsters can look like anybody, too," he says, but he doesn't understand where the words come from.

[rightawaydoctor]

"Mmm hmm," she agrees, eyes moving between him and the paper. "Is painting one of your favorite activities?"

[myheartglows]

No immediate answer, his eyes locked on the drawing. But after a while, he whispers, "I don't like this one," and places a blank page on top of it, smoothing it out with one hand.

[rightawaydoctor]

She watches him quietly and wonders if the monster was scaring him.

"How about more colors? You said you couldn't fit all of them onto this piece of paper." Christine gestures to his finished piece.

[myheartglows]

For that second, when he looks up at her, he seems distressed and uncertain. But the troubled brow smooths itself out when he glances at the patchwork of colors, and he regains the peacefully vacant expression of before.

He washes off the brush to dip it anew, says, "I can do that," and lets it bleed half-water and half-yellow onto the page.

[rightawaydoctor]

She's about to ask what's wrong when whatever it is seems to pass in his mind and he goes back to painting. For Christine, this behavior seems odd, but she knows she's not here to study him, just to babysit, so she sits back and watches him paint.

[myheartglows]

He focuses on adding the colors, counting them off in his head one at a time, as he fills the new page. After a time, he sets and leaves the brush in the dirty glass of water.

"I'm finished now," he says, and raises his eyes.

[rightawaydoctor]

"That's very good, Tony. Do you have a favorite color?" She looked over his work and pointed out a few that she liked. If he was done with painting she would have to see what else there was to do. Not knowing whether or not Uhura wanted Tony to stay in his play room, Christine decided it was better to be safe rather than sorry, and the two of them should stay put.

[myheartglows]

Tony's eyes trace along the multitude of colors, some of them bleeding into the others. Overall, with the two pages combined, there are thirty-six exactly.

The paintings are, if she thinks on it, a child's depiction of stained glass.

"I like all of them," he answers.

[rightawaydoctor]

His answer gave her pause, and she stared at him thoughtfully. Even children had things they liked and disliked. They had opinions. But Tony was just... blank. Everything was nice, everything was liked. She wondered if this was part of being a Doll.

"You did a good job. What would you like to do now?"

[myheartglows]

Tony tilts his head at her. "It needs to be cleaned up," he says. Uhura taught him to always clean up.

He stands and straightens out the papers; sets the newest one off to the side for it to dry. (The painting of the monster has dried already, stuck to the bottom of the first and forgotten.) After that, he carries the glass of water in both hands and empties it out into the bathroom sink.

[rightawaydoctor]

She's about to offer to help, but he seems well able to take care of it himself, so she lets him do it and sets her elbows on the table, looking around the room. After a moment, she leans in her chair to watch him through the bathroom door to make sure he's all right.

[myheartglows]

He unties the paint-stained apron and hangs it on one of the hooks. Sees Christine just sitting there, watching him.

"You can cap the paints," he offers.

It's all routine. All kept to a schedule.

[rightawaydoctor]

"You got it," she replies, screwing the caps back on tightly at setting them all in neat rows.

"So do you have something in mind for what you'd like to do now?"

[myheartglows]

Tony stands in the middle of the room, cleaned up from painting, and looks to each of the activities that Uhura has set up for him in turn--the paints, the picture books, the blocks, the puzzles--all set into their places around the room.

This is the longest he's been without her.

"We can fix a puzzle," he says, a little quieter.