Roomates! (Tina & Marissa's Room)

"Being a doll is a hard thing to master... It took me nearly 250 years... And you would lose your power... No, I couldnt let you do that for me.." Patches smiled on the inside, though on the outside, he was crying his eyes out.

Patches made a sniffle. "I-I guess w-Wait it out un... Until she makes her first move..." He carefully leaned on to Tina's side. "I-I will be fine... I guess she will first.. Make me make several dolls until her "Big day"." He sniffled again. "I will try to slow down the process."

"It would be very nice if you would help.. AS you can see, I have no fingers, nor no toes, so it is very hard to stitch." Patched sighed. Inside, the plan was working out PERFECTLY. When he was a king, it helped to decieve.

"Marissa has a certain way of doing things, and if its not perfect, she tortures me until I finish."
Patches lied. He had a grim look upon his face. "I will teach you tommarow night..."

Patches stayed outside, grinning to himself. His plan had worked ever so perfectly... Now all he had to do was turn everyone against eachother, and play innocent.

Marissa let out a series of groans as she was shook. "Whhhattt Tina? " She finnally said, after rubbing her eyes. "Whats the matter?"

Patches came up with the most perfect plan. Since he was immortal, he thought he could trick their minds into thinking he was dead. He stood, went over to the edge of the balcony, and looked down. "Couple stories wont hurt. He finnally said. He lept carefully off, making sure that when he landed, the stitching would come off. He hit the ground with a soft thud. "Ouch.. That hurt more than I expected... Well, just got to lie here until they notice."

Marissa's eyes were wide, and mouth hanging open. "Patches, did you hear th-" She turned and saw that her precious patches was missing. "Patches?" SHe started looking frantically for him. "Help me find patches.!" Marissa said to Tina.

Marissa was looking frantically in all drawers and closets, under beds and pillows. Everywhere, while patches was laying on the soft earth and starting to cramp.

Marissa's head poked up from under lots of piles of clothes. "What??" Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she ran to the balcony edge. She looked down, and saw patches, lying in a crumpled mess. Stitching was strung everywhere. Cotton that had filled him was sitting in clumps around him. "Oh my gosh! Patches!" She ran back inside, and ran down to the small mess. "P-p-patches? Are you okay...?" She asked, tears continuosly fell down her face. She slowly bent down, and looked at him. "Patches?"

"I-I don't ev-even know if....if he is even alive..." She reached out and touched his soft skin material. Another tear rolled down her cheek. She picked up his body slowly, trying not to cause any further damage if he was alive. She gently turned him over, and saw his black eyes. They had turned grey. Marissa dropped him in shock. "This cannot be happening already!" She had a very frightened look on her face. She ran back inside, quickly running into the closet.

Patches slowly pulled himself together. "Uggg. It took those stupid girls sooo long to find me... Ima have cramps for the next week!" He slowly stitched himself, tieing the string off, and walking away from under the girl's dorms and to the guys.

Marissa was kneeling in the conrner of the closet when Tina opened it. "There is a prophecy... The one who falls their eyes turn grey, will decieve us all on this fateful day." Marissa kept shivering, as if it was really cold.

Marissa looked at Tina. "The sky is cold... Can't you feel it? The air.. Decietful... It.. cant be true... Patches.... Why you?" She first started off talking to Tina, but then moved to talking to herself. "Tina.. Patches... Was... Untruthful to me... I got it as a gift from a long lost friend... He... He was very kind.. It was my birthday, you see... He gave me a gift... Patches..." Marissa started sobbing. She curled into a ball, and closed her eyes.