A bit of flash fiction for today, from my Killer Toys series...
Hug Your Dolly?
“I Love You”
The faint phrase drifted into Alice’s ear as she turned off
the vacuum. For a moment, she believed her daughter walked into the living
room and turned around with a grin on her face. Only, she was alone. An involuntary shiver ran through
her skin.
“I Need a Hug.”
Alice pivoted her head toward the toy box, and realization
dawned. Her body tension relaxed and she chuckled.
“It’s just one of Cindy’s toys.”
Alice ambled over and lifted the lid. Her daughter’s talking
doll, Suzy Smiles, lay on top. Alice
picked it up.
“I Need a Hug.”
The doll’s eyes blinked. “I Love
You.”
Alice laughed again. “Well, isn't that nice.” The doll
blinked. “I hope this mean Cindy’s been playing with you again. Her attention
span for toys is abysmal.”
Alice found the doll’s switch, and flicked it to off, placing
the doll back in the confines of the toy box. She closed the lid, but as she
walked away a tiny voice cried out, “I Need a Hug!”
Alice gasped, her forward movement halted, her heart thumping.
She spun around and stared at the box. She shuddered, shaking her head.
“I imagined it. Or… Her pause hung there, a wall between
reality and lunacy, as her mind raced for an answer. “Maybe something’s wrong. The
switch, maybe. It could be faulty. That’s it. Must be. A bad switch.”
“HUG ME!”
A deep instinct urged Alice to run, but she stepped forward
and thrust open the lid in an act of defiance, a force of will to verify her
sanity. She reached down and snatched up the doll.
“Hug Me!”
Trembling, Alice flipped it over and opened the battery
compartment. It was empty. She screamed and dropped the doll, any tangible certainty collapsing.
The toy fell on its head, toppling into a lopsided heap.
Alice stumbled back, anxious and frightened, but unable to look away. Slowly, it
moved, righting its small body into a sitting position, and glared at Alice.
“I just want hugs.” The words spilled from the doll, its
synthetic, mechanical voice laced with anger. “Cindy hugged me. Then she
stopped. Why won’t she hug me anymore? I need
hugs.” The doll held out its plastic arms to Alice. “Hug me.”
Alice whimpered, and then flinched, lurching backward. The
doll lowered its arms.
Its painted, molded mouth contorted into a frown. “Why won’t
you hug me?”
Alice quivered, but didn't say a word.
Slowly the doll clambered to its tiny feet. It took a step
toward Alice, and then another, its unnatural face sneering.
“I Hate You!”
~*~
And I leave you with this parting...
Fluffy the Clown says Die!