Damon Doll

[Neko]

A/N:: Whee another story. This one will probably be short too but I am not sure… I figure I will try to make it fairly long but… SUNKIST MY ASS BIOTIOANESE… Um yeah so anyways no eating or drinking. I CAN TASTE THE SUN!!! … I will be charging fees for any food snuck into my theater damn it… I need to make some money somehow and the movie is just not selling as well… Whoops wrong crowd. Anyways yeah so read the damn story and enjoy it or evil clowns will assault your hidden cookie stash. Yeah they know where you hide it. MAUAHAHAHA…
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Well I digress…
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Read, enjoy, and save your cookies for later and the clowns will leave you alone…
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ONWARD!
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Oh pssssst, just to let you know this is fluff, just put zomg kill me fluff overload. I almost died of suffocation while typing it.

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After a fairly urgent letter Damon was getting ready to leave for a few days. Innocence had wanted to come with him but it said not to bring anyone else, which meant she was not allowed to come. Not that did not mean she did not try to beg and plead with him to let her go for the entire week he was getting ready to leave. Rhys had gone away three days before hand and that meant she was technically alone. While she could go back to Tiamorre if she really wanted, she had promised to leave her sister alone this month after almost causing a very important noble to fall down the stairs… The man was still there and had said he did not want to see her ever again…

That left her alone in Lee without anyone besides herself and Damian. While Damian was nice to hang with he was hardly a real conversation. She watched as Damon sat at the main chair at the large dinner table. He was waiting to get the word that everyone was packed and ready to go. He had demanded her to keep in his vision. That only happening after she tried to sneak herself into the bags and boxes being taken along. She had a sad pout on her face; she did not enjoy being alone. She figured she could always strike up a conversation with one of the help but… She was technically shy. She only was bold when Damon was around.

Damon getting the okay to leave stood up. He gave her once last glance to make sure she was really still there and then went to leave. He was fairly bad at saying goodbye, not that it would take long but he knew if she kept giving him a cute pout he might end up breaking and he could not afford to do that. He went to leave the great hall but felt himself being tackled from behind. Rolling his eyes he felt a smile grow on his face. “Come on let go I need to leave.” Innocence frowned, he really was not going to break this time around…

[/b]” Letting go she bit her lip. “Are you really coming back in three days?”

Damon turning around gave her a small laugh. “Yes, it takes one day to get there, one day to do business, and one last day to come back.” Innocence looked up at him with a soft glare paired with the same pout. “Promise?” Laughing again he nodded and gave her a quick hug. Hearing the sound of a few voices beckoning him to hurry up he released her and gave her a quick peck on the lips. “I promise I will be back, you can sleep in my room, but I really need to go now.” Innocence following behind him until he went outside. She then stood and watched until he was out of site and then she sighed. “This is going to be the longest three days ever…”

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Night One…

Innocence held Damian she was in the library. It was one of the only rooms that could calm her down she felt upset, tired, sick, or just was bored. She was in the middle of reading Damian a story when she felt him fall asleep. She stopped reading out loud and just continued to read the book until she herself started to fall asleep. That was until she heard very heavy rain falling against the roof. “Oh great… I would ask how this could get worse but-” Before she answered she jumped as a loud crash of thunder sounded from above. Giving the wall a blank look she continued.

“-I know the answer…” Clutching Damian closer to her chest she frowned. At this rate she would never get to sleep. Putting the book back she grabbed another one, this one reminded her of something… Sitting down she hummed to herself to drown out the sound of the storm and flipped though the book. It reminded her of the book Whisper let her borrow. Explaining how to make those dolls she had lined upon her wall and on her bed. All of them she had created except for one she got as a young child. She never explained that one but she never bothered to ask.

She knew it was private and was happy enough to know how to make the dolls. Then the idea hit her… What if she made a doll that could give her a relaxing effect… Looking down at Damian who was still asleep she grabbed the book in one arm and kept him placed against her chest with her other arm. Running from the room she went into Damon’s room and looked around. She placed Damian on the bed and opened the book to the correct page that spurred her memories. She then went though his drawers. She found some old clothing and placed it on the bed.

Looking at Damian who was soundly asleep she ran from the room and while dodging the sounds of crashing thunder found the woman she needed. “Uh…” She tried to get her attention. The woman looked up from her work and smiled kindly. “Yes?” Innocence gave a shy smile, “Do you have a thread and needle?” The woman looked surprised but reached into her pocket. “Will this do?” She had a little kit and Innocence bowing her head slightly, gave a nod and took the kit. The woman watched her run off in the direction of the Master room and shook her head in amusement before continuing her job.

Innocence getting what she needed opened the kit. It had more then she needed, grabbing the scissors she started to cut up the few articles of clothes she had grabbed. She used the ink and quill to mark out what to cut, and then laid everything out on the bed. It was a few hours after sunrise and she was very tired by the time she had everything set. Putting it together she placed it on the chair near the bed and then curled up. Getting ready to take a small nap before she started phase two on making her comfort doll.

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Night Two…

Innocence waking up looked around and then shot up from her bed. She heard Damian cooing quietly next to her and she blinked. She had slept longer then she had wanted to. Looking at Damian she held her cheeks in mock horror. “Oh no mommy slept in!” Damian giggled at the face Innocence made and clapped his hands. Innocence laughing along with him picked him up and placed him in her lap. She then reached out to the chair and grabbed the unmade doll. Getting to work she felt Damian begin to drift off for his nap and she just started to make clothes for the small doll. After a few hours she finished.

She then looked at the cloth for the actual doll. She wanted it to comfort her so… That meant it needed to smell like spices. The kitchen was the place to find that. Getting up she carefully moved to the door and to the kitchen with Damian still asleep in her arms. Finding both spices and old mulled wine. Grabbing the wine she poured it into a bowl, she grabbed a handful of a few spices and dropped the doll’s cloth into the mixture. Waiting a moment she dunked it a few times after letting it soak the first time around. Wringing it out she brought it to her nose and smiled.

Dumping the mixture she took the cloth and her son and went back to Damon’s room. Sitting on the bed again she finished making the actual body of the doll. Placing the clothes she had spent most of the night making she looked it. It looked close but it was still missing a few things. Grabbing the quill she drew a cartoonish frown for a mouth, grabbing some left over yellow from the cloth that made the tie, she sewed it and made his golden eyes. Then she drew ears and a nose. All it needed now was hair. Frowning she tried to think of a good way to get hair. She then remembered the full head of hair her son had.

Looking down she gave a slight grin. “Damian…” The boy hearing his name opened his eyes and looked up. “Can mommy borrow some of your hair?” Damian cooed and it was a yes enough for her. Taking a bit from the back where it would not be seen she used the technique Whisper taught her. Sewing the hair onto the doll she held it at an arms length away and giggled. It looked just like him. For a doll anyways. Damian seeing the doll reached for it, Innocence pouted, “No no, this doll is for mommy...” Damian looked up and pouted.

Innocence pursed her lips… She then smiled, “Hold on I have an idea!” Damian looked as his mother proceeded to cut some of her hair off, cut up the dress she was wearing and use the left over cloth to start up another project. Feeling her eyes growing heavy she sighed, she would need to wait to finish this project. Looking at Damian she grinned, placing the new doll in his arms she figured she could wait another night. Placing the new doll on the chair like she had done with the finished doll she snuggled up to her son sharing the new doll with him.

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Night Three…

Innocence waking up on time this night looked around and saw her son was still asleep; clutching the doll she gave him last night. She grinned and reached over to the chair like she had last night and started on the second doll. Making the outfit, she giggled at how cute it looked before she started to again make the actual body of the doll. This time she however used left over purple for the eyes, drew a cartoonish smile, and put the dress on. Pursing her lips she waited a moment before she figured out what to make this doll smell like.

Getting up she left her son with the Damon doll and returned to her room. Grabbing some lavender paprika her sister had given her she placed it with the stuffing and held it up to her face. It smelt like lavender and with a smile she returned to the room. Sewing the doll closed and adding the hair, she used the technique Whisper taught her again. With that she had a new doll made. It had once again taking almost all day but it was worth it. She felt very hungry and with one look at her now awake son she knew he felt the same. Giving him the second doll she watched as he giggled at getting another toy.

She would be taking the Damon one back but she figured it was a cute idea to have two dolls. At least she felt that way she was not sure if anyone else would agree. Standing up she took all the extra left over materials and put them away. She then grabbed the sewing kit and went to seek out the woman who gave it to her. Finding her she gave another slight bow of her head and the woman took the kit. She looked and saw the two dolls the small child was holding and grinned, “Ah nice work child.” Innocence blushed and thanked the woman before turning and going to the kitchen.

She was in no mood to hunt down some donor she never met before… She decided she would make something to eat and have some wine. Placing Damon down he watched while holding the two dolls in his arms. Making tomato soup she poured a glass of wine and started to eat. She then noticed Damian was staring at her. Giggling she took the dolls and put them beside him and used her spoon to give him a taste. He scrunched up his face and gave a giggle. It was different then the foods he had tasted. Innocence giving him a few more spoonfuls finished the rest of it and placed it in the sink.

Damian now slightly dirty went to reach for the dolls. Innocence grinned and pulled them away. “Oh no you do not, I worked hard on those dolls. You get a bath first.” Damian giggled at her made a motion to be picked up. Taking the cue she picked him up and walked back to Damon’s room. She placed the dolls on the bed and then walked down the hall to the nearest bathroom. Taking off his soiled clothing she started the bath. Stripping herself, she stepped into the bath and placed Damian on her stomach. He looked up at her before clapping causing water to fly from around his hands.

This caught him by surprise but amused him. He then tried it again. Innocence giggled at the display and just watched, as her son seemed to enjoy the bath. After a few minutes she felt her fingers grow prunish. Checking Damian over she made sure she got all the soup off before standing up and draining the bath. Grabbing a towel that was on the rack she wrapped it around the two of them. Drying him off, she bent forward and picked up all the clothes. Walking back to the room with the towel wrapped around her shoulders she ignored the agape looks from the help.

Reaching Damon’s room she placed her now drowsy son on the bed. Leaving him on the bed she returned to her room, still only in a towel. Grabbing a sleeping gown and another outfit for Damian she returned to the bedroom. Dressing Damian and placing him on the pillow by the dolls she then dressed herself. She had totally lost track of time and did not notice Damon was coming back just as she was getting into the bed. Taking the doll of herself she gave it to her drowsy son who fell asleep almost instantly. She grabbed the Damon doll and held it again her before hugging her son.

Just as she herself feel asleep Damon opened the door to his room. He had figured she would be asleep as it was almost day break but he figured on day three it would be in her own room. He smirked as he saw the towel on the floor and the lump under the blankets. Slipping his shoes off he stretched again from the long carriage ride. He then moved to the edge of the bed. He went to kiss her but noticed she was holding something besides her son. Taking a closer look he felt a slight blush creep up on his cheeks.

Damon taking the doll went to toss it over his shoulder. He would be teasing her about that in the morning. That was when he noticed the features on the doll. This caused his blush to return hotter then it had been before. He rolling his eyes he tried to fight down the blush and went to give the doll to the sleeping boy but noticed his arms were already holding a doll. Taking a closer look he noticed it was a doll of herself. He then grinned, figures she gave the child the doll of herself and kept the doll of him all for herself. With a careful movement he gave the other doll to the boy and then went to pull away.

Innocence feeling someone breathing on her opened an eye and noticed Damon was leaning over her giving her son the other doll. If it had been someone else she would have been angry but she did not need a doll if she had the real thing. Carefully letting her son go she wrapped her arms around Damon’s neck and buried her face into his neck. The surprise embrace caused him to lose his balance and he fell onto the bed. Innocence did not seem to care as she just held the embrace. Damian hugging both the dolls tighter just continued on sleeping.

Damon freeing himself gave a look in Damian’s direction staring at the doll. “I see you have been cheating on me.” Innocence laughed, “You took to long.” Damon getting off the bed grinned, he started to change into more comfortable clothing, “I apologize, the dragon really did not want to give the princess up, and then the prince want to fight me due to how jealous he was of my manliness. The king wanted me to stick around, and-” Before he could finish Innocence had moved from her laying form into a sitting one and had pressed her lips on his to shut him up.

Pulling away she smiled, “Well your mine now.” Damon gave her an amused grin before he returned the kiss. “Yes I suppose you are right.” Innocence just grinned and went back to where she had been resting before. Damon finished changing his clothes and laid down next to her. Wrapping his arms around her waist and burying his face in her neck he smiled. He would die before he actually admits anything but he had missed her. Innocence wrapped her arms around her son and with a happy smile fell asleep. Finally getting a little piece of mind.

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A/N:: >////< …ZOMG how cute was that? Well it is safe to say Innocence is the reason Damian is obsessed with Damon lol. He just like his mom upgraded from the doll to the real thing when he grows old enough to climb all over the poor guy. I almost died this was so cute lol. Well anyways hope you liked it, your cookies depend on it xD


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