tw / creepy dolls
"It's watching us."
"It's not watching us," Rex said, not bothering to look up from the datapad. He heard Anakin walk around the room, pause.
"It's definitely watching us," Anakin said. "Years of Jedi training, and I can tell you with absolute certainty that that thing is linked to some security camera."
"I'm sure General Kenobi wouldn't link that doll to a security camera," Rex said, narrowing his eyes at the report before him. Fives did what—
"No, I'm pretty sure he would," Anakin said, drumming his fingers against the wall. "Maybe if I took the doll apart…pretty sure if I popped out its eyes—"
Rex looked up to find Anakin reaching for the doll that Obi-Wan had specifically placed on top of the shelf of the office. "General, I don't think—"
"See?" Anakin said triumphantly, holding up the doll. "Just look at it!" He shook the doll a little in Rex's face, and although the captain was aware of just how strange the two must have looked to the casual outside observer, he did have to admit that the doll was…disturbing. Pointed ears, a slightly too-wide grin, and the black, soulless eyes that didn't really seem to be looking at anything.
"Yes, General," Rex managed, pushing the doll away. "I see it."
"Look," Anakin said again, holding up the doll next to himself. "Okay? Its eyes are following us."
To prove his point, Anakin turned away, whipped his head back around to jab a finger at the doll's face. "See? It totally moved its eyes."
"I didn't see anything, sir."
Anakin let out an annoyed sigh, dropping the doll onto the desk so that it would be facing Rex. "You think I'm being paranoid."
"Just a bit, sir." Rex stood up, turning the data pad over in his hands. "Where's the charging port?"
"Right here," Anakin said, stepping aside. As Rex settled down to plug the data pad in, Anakin continued, "You know, I don't even think that Obi-Wan actually got that thing anywhere. I'm pretty sure he found it in a junkyard. Full of other abandoned creepy things."
"General Kenobi doesn't strike me as the type of person to collect…strange things," Rex said, looking down at the red light flickering on the datapad.
"Well, he doesn't, but everyone picks up weird hobbies," Anakin said.
"Do you?" Rex asked, looking over his shoulder.
"Sure," Anakin said seriously. "But that's classified."
"Of course," Rex said, nodding in what he hoped was just as serious a manner—but as he did, he caught something behind Anakin. Standing up quickly, Rex said, "Sir?"
"What?"
Rex pointed behind Anakin. "Pretty sure the doll was faced the other way when you put it on my desk, right?"
Anakin turned around.
The doll was facing them now.
"Huh," Anakin said in a small voice. "Okay."
They looked at each other and quickly backed out of the room.
A/N:probably more creepy than holiday-ish, but i have a friend who's terrified of dolls and who unfortunately grew up with an elf on the shelf, and i was entertained by a story she told me about how she was pretty sure the elf on the shelf was watching her.
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