In the morning the girl that had slept over left without waking their owner or taking her dolls. They were all to scared to move. Their owner wouldn't notice but the other might and they figured she was coming back.

They were right.

Slowly and unsuccessfully she tried to quietly sneak up to the bed.

She tripped over the stereo but the other girl did not stir. Once at the side of the bed she whispered "Cara." And watched amused as her friend shot up on guard.

"Oh, hey Emm. Wha'time 'sit?" She relaxed and rubbed her eye.

"Uh, I think it's past three in the afternoon. We need to go to bed at better times."

Cara leaned around her friend to see the clock. Emilie was right about the time. "Why'd-ja wake me up for?"

She was trying so hard not to smile. "You have to look at something upstairs."

"Kay... Wait..." She stared off for a moment then her brow wrinkled and she spoke more coherently. "What did the dog eat this time?"

"She's outside. It's something else, come'on and see already." Emilie was now grinning.

"Alright, alright I'm up."

Ed couldn't get over how unfair this was. They were so going to come back so they still couldn't move.

The two could be heard upstairs. Their owner squealed and began speaking rapidly but the floor muffled her voice.

Footsteps stampeded down the stairs. When they came back in Cara was holding something long and furry. A ferret.

Winry sighed almost inaudibly.

"We're so dinner." Ed said low enough not to be heard. For once.

By the humans anyway because the ferret perked up and stared a bit too intently at him. It was like how the owner stared but amazingly enough that would be more preferable than this. The girls talked more but they weren't listening. All the dolls had their attention on the new pet.

Sure she had a dog but it wasn't allowed downstairs and her cat wasn't allowed in her room unless she was there (she didn't trust it) and even then not often, but this thing seemed to actually be paying them attention. So not good.

"We should go find it some stuff, I wonder what a ferret needs?" She held it up and snuggled it. "You'll be ok down here for now won't you? Yes you will! You're a good fur ball, yes you are!"

They way she was talking to it made Ed sick to the stomach. It was nearly incomprehensible but he was feeling jealous of the thing.

She set is down on the dresser and put them back on their shelves.

It walked to the edge and watched curiously as they left the room. It wanted more attention from them.

The door was closed tight. No way out for any of them.

With a swish of its tail it turned it's attention to them.

"There's that creepy stair again."

"I think it's cute."

"Don't go trying to pet it though ok Al?"

Al thought about it then laughed nervously and agreed.

Now they couldn't leave their shelf. It paced bellow them and tried to jump up a few times. It always seemed focused on Ed.

"Why does it only want to eat me?! Why always me?!"

The girls had gone shopping. It would be a long time before they came home.

A long, long time.