Joey Shawn was...different.

Joey was...a Goth.

Joey...was about to find love in an old dummy show.

Joey Shawn had lost her mother and father in a horrible snow storm.

Her aunt and uncle had took her and her brother Tommy in.

Tommy was now 13.

He loved being being a teen thought Joey still made him feel like 3.

Joey loved nothing more than to wonder around the small town she lived in. The town was really nice. Most of the people here was old men and woman who had grandchildren living with.

Joey look around her. There was the dress shop, the bakery, the ice shop, the market and the fish shop.

Their was a small shopping mall but it was homely.

Tommy was falling Joey when a smash make with some very rude words. As joey covered her brothers ears, a pair of boys from school came running from out of an alleyway.

"Run! Or old man slow with get us(!)"

"Yeah, right!"

As the boys passed them Joey saw a boy coming out of the alley, when a hand grabbed him.

"What was that?" Tommy asked as he and his sister walked over to the alleyway.

They went around the corner in time to see the boy run into the house.

An old man sat in a chair and a was wiping his forehead.

"Pardon me, but are you ok?" Joey asked as she placed her hand on his arm.

The old man looked and smiled. "yes yes, I just...those wretched boy smashed my window just as I was making a new dummy...My SON was supposed to watch the shop not daydream!"

Joey looked at the window.

"Would like me to help to clean up?"

The old man smiled as he patted her hand. "My dear girl there is no need-"

"HOLY COW! THERE'S DEAD PEOPLE IN HERE." Tommy yelled from the inside of the shop.

"Tommy! What have I told you! You had to wait for me!"

Helping the man up Joey saw the most beautiful dummy's she ever seen in her life. There was one dress for the beach, some for party's and one life size dummy that was dress for a wedding.

Joey walked over to him. The dummy wore a black tux with a red flower in his button hole. His hair a fiery red with a mix of ginger. His eyes were a deep shade of green.

"Hello" she bowed "And what would your name be?"

"That..." called the man "Is Slappy...the most rude dummy ever!...but he's like my son...speaking of, he must of gone to his room."

"Joey looked over to Slappy and saw him...wink?

Rubbing her eyes she looked at Slappy.

Maybe she was seeing things.

"What's your names? Mine...is Jimmy, Jimmy Ventriloquist.

And yes...I do make Ventriloquist dummy's."

Joey smiled and introduced herself and her brother.

Jimmy spent the rest of the day talking and chatting with the two when their aunt came in.

"There you are you two! I've been- OH, Hello Jimmy! How are you!"

Jimmy smiled and shook her hand. "I've been great Veronica! You?"

As the two talked, Joey walked over to Slappy and smiled. "It's been nice meeting you." Talking his hand she shook it and kiss his cold lifeless lips.

"Come on Joanna!" Joey twitched. "IT"S JOEY!" she roared, as she and her brother walk out to the car waiting outside.

As they left Jimmy closed the door.

"And were do you think you going my boy!"

Jimmy turned to see Slappy walking on his own upstairs.

"...Bathroom?.."

Jimmy smiled. " You have not eating all day...and don't think I didn't see that smile when she turned after she kissed ya!"

Slappy slapped his father and hugged him.

"You think she the one pop's?"

"Maybe my boy...maybe...