A small info:

- English isn't my first language, so there'll probably have many misspelled words, grammar errors and such.
- Any other characters beside Ogre and Alfred from Mad Father will not appear, they'll only be mentioned.
- Alfred's thoughts are between the ( _ ) so maybe it's a bit confusing but, shh.

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After telling Ogre he would go out for a long walk, Alfred grabbed his new pair of glasses and grinned to himself: He was feeling pretty confident, like if that was a lucky day (might as well find something.. Special this evening heh.)
It was a rather cold day and following his instincts the infamous doctor decided he'd search for a new subject in the woods. Why in the woods? Anyone would ask. He wouldn't be able to answer, he just decided to change his usual route. As he walked through the trees covered by tiny raindrops, the sky started to change the pleasant grey tone to a dark navy blue. Stars couldn't be seen as the high trees were covering the view. Such a perfect evening isn't it... Alfred sighed softly, walking slightly faster. Could it be possible that he'd actually find anything in the empty woods that weren't insects or small, useless animals?
He checked his watcher: It was almost 9 pm. How was that possible? He knew he went out his new built Mansion at 5 pm or so, he didn't thought he was walking for so long.
"Oh well, Ogre was right. I should walk back home, I still have some work to finish..." He said in a low calm voice, to himself. Alfred didn't like to be wrong, or to be contradicted and it'd be bothersome to go back with empty hands, especially because Ogre would for sure, comment about it.

"N-no.. Ah!'' He heard a loud cry. It was a childish, girly cry, he thought quickly on his rush to where he thought the noise was coming from. Looking on the ground, he noticed small blood marks on the leafs. (So whoever it is, it's close...) He chuckled, getting excited.
When he finally arrived in a dark part of the woods, surrounded by dark flowers and a couple small animals, he was amazed. He couldn't believe on his own eyes: Laying on the dirty ground was a little girl. Her clothes were dirtied by sand and blood, and her red dress looked more like a rag. Her silky, long, black hair was a tad messed up, with leafs all over it. She wasn't wearing any shoes, (she probably lost them on her way to that place...). Beside her, there was the corpse of a grey wolf, with a deep cut on his throat made by a knife (that sadly, was still on its neck).
"My, my that little one made this mess..?" Alfred murmured to himself as he approached. Noticing that the wounds on the girl's body had bite marks, he assumed that the wolf pursued her til this point, which caused the girl to attack it with the knife. (But if she had the knife from the start, why is she so hurt like this?) Leaning down to take a closer look, the Doctor stared at the small form covered in blood, smiling tenderly. "So beautiful..." he whispered, as if she could hear. The delicate face expression of her was adorable, she does looks so pretty.. Almost if she was dead. Alfred checked the girl's pulse and for his joy, her weak heart was still beating. It was a slow, heavy beat but still, as a Doctor he knew he would be able to save her if he got time to do so.
Taking the wounded girl in his arms and walking as fast as he could with her to the mansion but he couldn't stop looking at her. Her eyes were closed, and her childish expressions were simply adorable, just like one of his dolls... If she died before he could heal her terrible wounds, she would end up being useless even for a simple mannequin. (After all it isn't possible to make such a beautiful doll with scars on her face).
The Mad Scientist didn't bother to pay attention to Ogres' greetings. Alfred ran straight to his Lab in the other part of his Mansion (connected to the other world) and told his colleague to not disturb him during the next hours. He locked himself in his lab and sat the girl gently over a wood table. Throwing her dirty clothes away, he started applying medicine all over the girl's body. Then, he wrapped bandages around the wounds, giving her an anesthesia so she wouldn't feel such a harsh pain. Though it was annoying him: The girl would shiver or whimper simultaneously whenever Alfred touched the cuts on her neck and face. *Sighs* "You're not making things easy...'' he whispered when he tried again to wipe the blood off her cheek with a small piece of cotton. He bit his lower lip and adjusted his glasses: He knew she'd need a blood transfusion, but where would he find someone? Alive at least. He knew that Ogre's wouldn't do (God knows that, that creature is far from a human). As for his blood haha, it would be impossible as well. Mostly because that since when Ogre brought him back from death, he knew he wasn't really a human neither.
Alfred knew what to do, he just didn't want to. He looked at the glass bottles at the wall and sighed: Aya's experiment. "You know, you'll have to sacrifice one thing to obtain another."
(What the...) "How did you get here?" Alfred screamed surprised, at the pale figure standing at the lab's door. Ogre laughed and shrugged. "Is this something that matters? I thought you were trying to save someone" The Doctor raised a brow and nodded. Ogre smiled and pointed at the glass bottle, containing the clone of the beloved daughter. "My doll..." Alfred muttered, rubbing his forehead.
The bald-headed man sighed. "It is impressive how you can only see her as a doll, not as your child."
"You don't understand: Someone with such a beauty should be preserved, and this is what I'm doing!" He shouted. Alfred was indeed, planning to instead of keeping his daughter's clone to himself as his daughter, he would turn her into his doll. *Sighs* "Get out of here Ogre. I still have work to do." With that last sentence, Ogre got a bit disappointed but left the room, saying he'd smoke a cigarette.
A couple moments were needed for Alfred take his decision. But in the end, he grabbed his chainsaw and started working on the clone's cold body, draining all the blood from it carefully (after all, I don't know how much of blood I'll need for that person...). What really motivated the Doctor to end with Aya's clone was the fact that he felt deeply hurt and betrayed, by his own daughter. Guess he could now compare her to her mother: Both of them betrayed him, tried to run from him and he HAD to give an end to them. Unfortunately, Aya was able to run away with Maria... Such a pity (it's not worth to think about it thought).
It was a long, complicated process as he had to finish it quickly and still preserve the clone as the beautiful doll she was meant to be. He guarded Aya's doll in the dolls room and went back to the Laboratory. When he got back to the lab, Alfred stopped to stare the small figure on the table for a while, wondering how he'd transfuse the clone's blood to her.
He never had to be so careful, with any experiments or subjects like he was being now. After 2 long hours, he left the lab. The girl now was still unconscious, resting on a bed and taking small blood transfusions.

It was almost 4 am when Alfred went to the cafeteria to eat something. He couldn't stop thinking about the girl - He was never interested on his subject's stories and he couldn't care less for their feelings. It was actually better if they had no one, which was the case most of the times. But for this one, it was kind of different. Before turning her into a doll (And she will for sure be one of my prettiest ones...), Alfred felt the need of knowing a thing or two about her: He'd probably ask her when she woke up, indeed.
*Sighs* "Well, I'm exhausted. And you should stop watching me while I eat. It's not very polite, you know." *Chuckles* "I'm not the very best at being polite, I simply enjoy seeing you on this monologue, my friend." Alfred gave a small snort, annoyed. He then left the cafeteria to take a look on the girl before going to rest.
After checking on his other experiments, the doctor headed to the small room the girl was resting. ''...!" He gasped in surprise: Wrapped on a towel, a small, short girl with well brushed dark hair and big red, vivid eyes was sitting on the bed with a small plug on her arm, which was giving her blood. (How can a patient recover from such a violent attack in a few moments...?) She smiled at the astonished Doctor, who was speechless. Both kept staring at each other for what seemed hours, until she looked away shyly and mumbled something. Alfred didn't understand what she said as she was apparently weak. He walked closer to her and knelt, so both would be face to face. "..Can you repeat?" He whispered carefully to her.
*Nods*
"I said.. Thank you, for saving me." She finished, with a soft smile.

(She is even more prettier than I thought..) Without noticing, he kept staring at her smiling lips. "Hah, well don't need to thank me. You were laying there in the middle of that cold wood, I couldn't just let a young girl like you die like that." The girl frowned. She looks scared, he thought. It wouldn't be an appropriate time to ask her any questions, that would only stress her. "You should rest now, it's almost 5 am."
"But..." She tried to say something. Alfred patted her head (Why am I doing this though..) and shook his head, saying that soon they'd talk again. The girl giggled happily "Really?"
*Nods*
"Of course, little girl." And with that, he left the room: He couldn't help but smiling to himself, but not knowing the reason at all.

(Ah, adorableness...)