Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran or Black Butler.
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Once, there was a young boy named Honey. Honey enjoyed collecting things.
One day, on a trip to England, he found an old doll. It was an amazing looking doll, it was life sized, it had orange hair, purple eyes, and was dressed strangley, but normal for a doll. There was a problem though, there was a huge gash in the top of it's head. But it wasn't like some glue couldn't fix it.
Honey decided to take the doll home and fix it. Little did he know. it would cause disaster.
Honey re-stuffed the head and glued it shut. He felt proud to have fixed it, seeing as how it had to take several hours. Exhausted, Honey went to bed. He couldn't wait to play with his new doll in the morning.
That night however, Honey woke up to his door opening, and footsteps. Honey opened his eyes and sat straight up to see the doll he fixed. However the doll was standing up and walking. Honey was horrified, how was this happening?
"W-what do you want?" Was all Honey could say. The doll approached Honey, his eyes studying the trembling boy.
"The ring didn't choose you, but you fixed me. And it would be a shame for your looks to go to waste. I shall repay you by making you a doll. Oh, but what materials should I make you out of?" The doll told him. Honey completley froze. He was going to make him a DOLL?
Honey suddenly regained his ability to move and ran past the doll. He ran and ran as he could until he collapsed in the middle of the street. He looked up to see the doll had caught up to him.
"Please... Leave me alone..." Honey said as he began to cry. He wished he never found that doll. He looked up, one last time, to see the doll reach to grab him.
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A\N: I'll leave the ending to your imagiantion.
Happy Halloween.