Friends thought it would be fun to vandalize an abandoned park. They come across an abandoned park . Something brings them to life and now they live with said employees. They now learn to live like a normal human all the while attracting good and bad attention.
Welcome to Toy Land
He sat in the lobby office of his new client. Bored cyan blue eyes watched the news woman talk and walk in front of the entrance of a theme park. She stood next to an archway with white letters painted inside. It said 'Toy Land'. On either side of the archway were moving mannequins in valet clothing standing with their arms leading inside the park. It was as if they were welcoming people in. "As well as you all know, I am here standing behind the once glorious amusement park, Toy Land. And it's theme is well, toys. Life size mannequins, action figures, dolls, and marionettes are scattered all over the park, supporting different theme for different attractions. This once beautiful, fun, and awesome theme park has been closed for over three years for unknown reasons. There have been rumors that the park might open, but we have yet to hear from the owner." He had enough and turned the tv off.
"Hey, I was watching that." He rolled his eyes and rested his arms across the sofa. "Listening to that shit won't do ya any good, Ich." The young man next to him frowned. "I wanted to know about the place we're supposed to be working on." He glanced over at the young man, who happened to be just three years younger than himself and was very attractive. He had peach colored skin and fierce coffee brown eyes. He had messy bright orange hair and from what could be seen, he had a very lean and muscular build. His long hair gave his long face a more mature look.
"Ya should already know. Everyone went as a kid and played with those creepy as dolls." The young man next to him shook his head. "No. I've never been." He looked at the orange haired man in shock. Everyone has been at least once, before the place shut down. "I lived in Karakura, up until two years ago. We couldn't afford to go, so I never bothered to ask." He answered. It was quiet for a few minutes. "Ya aint miss much, the stupid dolls were just interactive and what not. Its fun if you're a kid, but a lot of teens and adults found it somewhat creepy."
"Why?"
"I don't know, Ich. I could care less about them since I couldn't break em." The orange haired man scowled at his blue haired friend. "Real mature." He spoke sarcastically. "Hey, guys, the owner's here." The orange haired man turned off the tv as quiet footsteps stop in front of glass doors. They stand up as the doors open. A man stood a few feet away from the two. He had pale blonde hair that stopped at his shoulders and pale green eyes. He wore a white button down with the first three buttons undone. His tie hung, undone around his neck. He wore simple black pants with black dress shoes.
They look at the man in awe and then look at each other. This was Adrian Frieya? The man who founded and built Toy land twenty years ago? He looked to still be in his late twenties, at least. "You two must be from the Pantera Industry." The man inquired and they only nodded dumbly. The blonde chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. "I'm sorry. They never sent any names, so I'm not familiar with you two." The older man explained. "I'm sure you already know, but my name is Adrian Frieya." He held out his hand for them to shake. "Grimmjow Jeagerjaques."
"Ichigo Kurosaki."
"I never thought I'd meet the owner of Pantera Indutries." Grimmjow shrugged. "I make it my business to meet my clients in person. Makes it easier to tell if they're worth my business or not." Adrian dropped his hand and smiled. "Straight to the point. Just like over the phone." He turned to Ichigo. "You're both a little young to be contractors." Adrian spoke while examining the two. Both were beautiful in their own way and no older than twenty two at most. On the outside, they completely contrasted with one another, from the hair to their body types. Short blue hair to messy orange. Cyan blue eyes to chocolate brown. He started to wonder if their personalities were different as well.
"I'm twenty seven, man." Adrian raised an eyebrow at the man. He didn't seemed bothered at all admitting his age. "Old man." Ichigo teased. "Hey, bite your tongue kid, I'm still your superior." Although the threat was obvious, his laid back attitude made it hard to take the threat seriously. Ichigo scoffed and folded his arms. "What are you going to do fire me?!" Grimmjow only shrugged as Ichigo elbowed his side. "Maybe." He turned from Ichigo, back to Adrian. "Yer pretty young to own that theme park." Adrian shoved his hands in his pocket and looked at the man in confusion.
"I expected an old geezer, who's like sixty. Not a young stud." Adrian blinked twice. "Young stud?" Ichigo punched him in the arm. "Grimmjow, what the hell?"
"What?" He looked down at Ichigo. "You were thinkin it too."
"He didn't know that until now!" While they argued, Adrian thought it was a good time to interrupt. "I'm actually fifty two." They stopped the argument to look at Adrian. "No fucking way. You're lying." Grimmjow yelled and pointed accusingly. "Why can't I be fifty two? You're twenty seven and I thought you were twenty two."
"That's fucking five year difference! You look fucking thirty years younger!" Grimmjow argued. "I actually am twenty two."
"Well thank you for the compliment and at least I got one right." Adrian chuckled. "Who gives a shit about that?!" Adrian sighed. "Maybe it's best we changed the subject for now."
"That would be better." Ichigo agreed.
xXx
Adrian sat behind his desk looking at Grimmjow and Ichigo. Grimmjow had his arms folded and he was scowling. Ichigo rolled his eyes and the older man's behavior. "So, why did you want to meet us in person?" Adrian sighed and intertwined his hands on his desk. "Well, I wanted to tell you in person, that I will be permanently shutting down Toy Land. Originally, I hired you to restore the parka and help make it more exciting and inviting, but due to current events that were kept away from the press, I cannot reopen the park." Ichigo looked visibly disappointed. He really wanted to start on the project and finally go. That was a dream that will never come true.
"What happened?" Adrian laughed nervously. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you, but it's for a similar reason that I shut it down the first time." Adrian answered and Grimmjow leaned back in his chair. "That explains so much. You hire us and then you bring us out here just to tell us that you're cancelling the project?" His irritated tone betrayed his calm demeanor. "I do apologize for this." They could see the sincerity in his eyes. "I would still like to pay you for your troubles."Ichigo raised an eyebrow at the statement. "I also have a request." That made them skeptical.
"Nothing bad. I can assure you. There are some possessions in the park that mean a lot to me. As a deal to let them demolish my park, I must leave everything there."
"There's something there that you don't want to let go of, right?" Ichigo assumed and Adrian nodded. "I cannot keep them with me, unfortunately. As extra payment, I'd like for you to take care of them for me." Grimmjow groaned. "Are these your creepy mannequin dolls." Adrian frowned at the word creepy. "They aren't creepy." His once delightful and soothing voice turned dark and angry in a few seconds. "We'll take care of them." Ichigo volunteered and Grimmjow looked at him as if he was insane. He smiled and nodded. "Thank you, so much." Adrian smiled and looked at Grimmjow. "You'll help him, right?"
He didn't know why, but the smile was slightly unnerving, no matter how sexy the man was in front of him. It didn't help when his mood completely changed when he called the dolls creepy. Grimmjow turned his head away and grumbled. "Fucking fine."
"Fantastic." Adrian pushed a sheet of paper over to them. "They'll be at this address in the morning."
xXx
Grimmjow stood in the middle of their shared living room with his right eye twitching. In front of the tv were four life doll cases. A toy soldier, two marionettes, and two porcelain dolls. All five were male. The toy soldier had peach colored skin, like Ichigo's. He had crimson red eyes hidden behind auburn bangs. He had long auburn braid that stopped at his ankles. HE had on a red coat with all the gold buttons to the left. His black cap had a gold braid going across. He had on white gloves and black boots covered by black pants with gold trimming going down the leg. Next to him was his rifle leaning against the box wall.
The box to his right had a sun kissed tan skinned blonde, with messy blonde hair and pine green eyes. It had a razor cut style to it. He wore an open Hawaiian shirt with cargo shorts. Behind him was a surf board with purple waves on the side that was seen. One hand rested on the back of his head.
The third had red hair flowing down his back in a low ponytail. Sea green eyes hidden behind thick framed, rectangular glasses. He wore a simple white button down tucked in black dress pants. He held a few books close to his chest and he pushed his glasses up. The last case had twin dolls inside. Both with porcelain skin and long black hair that stopped at their mid back. They wore black button down shirts and black shorts. The one on the left had a red and black striped tie while the one on the right had on a black and blue striped tie. They held onto each others hands and looked down at the floor.
"They're fucking creepy Ich. You watch em." Ichigo walked into the living room with a scowl on his face. "They're not creepy. I think they're beautiful and that.-"
"Adrian's a fucking creep." Grimmjow finished. "No. These are his sons, well replicas of them. He lost them years ago, so some of the rides were built as memories of them."
"No wonder he's going through so much trouble to keep em." He felt kind of cruddy after calling the man a creep. He just misses his sons. "I'm gonna make lunch. You want something?"
"Uh, sure." Grimmjow probably already admitted it, but he found dolls and mannequins very disturbing. They were too life like for his taste. One day if he stared at them long enough, they'd start to move. There was something about these 'dolls' that bothered him to no end. Just like he thought, one of the twin's heads snapped up and looked at him. Grimmjow jumped back. The back of his knees hit the sofa. "What the fuck?!" Ichigo peeked out. "What's wrong?"
Grimmjow looked at Ichigo and pointed at the case. "I fucking told you these things are fucking freaky. It fucking moved!" Ichigo walked over to the cases to check them out. He looked at the twins and their heads were down. "Grimmjow. They're fine, look." Ichigo moved out of the way and showed the paranoid man that nothing was wrong. But as Ichigo faced Grimmjow, the right twin looked up again. It's strange purple tinted, blue eyes looked right at him. With his free hand, he reached for Grimmjow. "Look for fuck sakes! Fucking look!" Grimmjow frantically pointed at the twins' case.
Ichigo turned and looked again, but their heads were down. He looked at his roommate and boss with worry. "Maybe you should take a nap or something."
"I'm not crazy, Ichigo! I know what I saw!" He pointed at Ichigo next, who raised an eyebrow at his frantic behavior. "Right. I'll call you when lunch is ready." Ichigo said and walked away from the blue haired man. He glared at the dolls from the sofa and slowly rose to his feet. Without breaking eye contact, he inched his way from the living room. Both dolls look at him and he made a break for his room. "You're still gonna help me move them, right?!" Ichigo asked before Grimmjow slammed his door shut.