i do not own any thing cept for the plot, my dragoness Ziva, MR Slazenger, The lamp and my cheer leader girl carrie.
"Not even the shop keeper wants me, no I guess I cant really tell them to buy me can I? I'm just the poor old hand painted resin dragon that no one wants, stuck at the back with Barbie bitch blocking my view. I still need to find those amulets like I told you, till then I guess have to sit back and gather dust till I die. I doubt your even listening to me anymore your just a tennis ball with holes in after all."
The above pity speech came from Ziva a four inch high white resin and hand painted demented looking dragoness, that suffered from R.A.M (Run.Away.Mouth) syndrome, just the tad annoying dragoness dust collector that no one seemed to want. She had been up their for a good 15 years the two Styrofoam doughboys that had say further along from her were sold about 12 years ago leaving her with a holey tennis ball named MR Slazenger who was currently rolling away from her some how.
"No MR Slazenger come back, don't leave me all alone with my dust." Ziva shrieked as she tried to move but the wood pinning her tail wouldn't allow for it. People usually avoided this section because they thoughts was a ghost of some kind due to her scratchy singing. She had started to sing the first line to 2000 beer bottles on a wall but when really still and quiet when she heard the boxes of Barbie get moved. She almost cried out when MR Slazenger fell off the shelf and died at the end of the fall but she stopped her self. She almost shed tears when in the new light she could see her faded chipped paint job.
But was relieved when the wood was taken from her tail and she was picked up.
She sat on yet another shelf above a desk with two deranged looking dough boys on it the ones she knew from years ago though they ignored her and thought she was annoying. Her paint had been redone and was brighter than it was before and her green eyes now had glow in the dark pain gloss over them. by this guy know as Nny, she heard the twits below her arguing with him earlier.
She glided over to where this Nny was torturing a cheerleader who looked like cheer leader Barbie she should know she toasted one in its box not so long ago. She landed on babies stomach catching Nny's attention. "Pushing bamboo under her nail will hurt more than pins and don't gawk you look like a fish of some kind. Names Ziva by the way." The dragoness said looking up at him. He poked her with the tip of his knife and she growled him.
"Are you one of them?" he said pointing at the d boys behind him. "oh god no the woman that made me put a bit of her in me all her love and caring and stuff that's why I can talk and move and stuff, I have been on that shelf for so long my only friend was a tennis ball that recently committed suicide. And all you do is poke me with a knife." she whined as she glared at him.
"Drama queen." he said turning his attention on the cheer leader again.
"Fine don't talk to me I go see if that lamp wants company." She said flying over to and old lamp on top of a box. She began talking about the day she had tea with a spider and a dust bunny or something like that.
thank you 4 reading please reveiw it will give Ziva something new to talk about for a change.