Jessie went with being carried for right now. Honestly, Morgan very good about letting her down whenever she felt the doll might want to walk. Actually the little girl was nothing if not good. So good, and sweet, and kind, and imaginative. So like both Emily and Bonnie. She was what toys hoped for, and Jessie felt bad for her own to now be robbed of her; as well as for the girl to be stuck here alone.
Of course Jessie also told herself how the girl could go back at any time. She should watch getting attached, but it was impossible not to give Morgan her all, as she had both Emily and Bonnie in her time, and no slight to Andy who had done so much for them and helped a lot in healing Jessie's cloth heart, but girls were different.
So Jessie just helped and guided and loved unafraid once more. Morgan needed that much in her time here.
They were going to Main Street USA, and fairy and princess greets and such things as the little girl would no doubt love. Jessie could listen to her tell about meeting a Real Princess all day! And it was a stunning story! And she believed every word! Jessie knew make-believe from real in kid's stories.
"You're gonna love this place, Morgan!", she said, and when there weren't too many people about to be startled as the doll the girl carried talked, "The princess aren't actual princesses, and fairies, they're playing dress up, but it's still fun!".
Post by Morgan Philip on Feb 22, 2019 13:14:57 GMT -5
If it weren't for Jessie and Jake, Morgan would have been at a loss in this grand world by herself. It felt like it was a lot bigger than New York, and that was saying something. Although Jake had to leave to run other errands, other adventures, naturally, Morgan thankfully didn't feel lonely when she was allowed to have her doll, Jessie! Morgan held Jessie gently with the understanding if she wanted to get down, but with desire to have her close by her for a hug every now and then, the nurturing way she'd treat her own toys back home. Jessie was truly comforting in this new place, and some of the sadness of being without her daddy or anywhere near home was slowly going away.
"You're gonna love this place, Morgan!"
The little girl with wavy honey brown hair in a pink head band smiled brightly at her doll. "I get to see fairies and princesses!" She said excitedly, a bright smile spreading across her chubby cheeks. It faltered only slightly when Jessie reminded her that they were not real and playing dress up, but she smiled again at how familiar that sounded with her daddy saying that about Giselle at the beginning. Maybe that was why she liked Jessie so much. Jessie seemed like something that her daddy would have picked for her, and just the simple reminder of her dad was enough to comfort her - especially because Jessie let her hug her and was so nice when she would talk to her. "But maybe there can be real princesses here too!" After all, Giselle turned out to be a real princess one time! And Giselle wasn't playing dress up like her daddy said. She missed Giselle, too..
The little first grader glanced over at the line of people waiting to see the fairies and princesses and smiled down at Jessie in her little hands. She could be patient like her daddy taught her to be, especially when she has someone around to talk to. "Do the fairies have wings that sparkle?" Morganasked Jessie softly as if she'd know, given that Giselle wasn't here to answer that.She just wanted to know if her own simple fairy costume comprising of fairy wings, tiara, and a wand was at least similar to these fairies in some way.
Morgan's excited statement both confirmed she'd chosen right, with planning and just coming here, and warmed Jessie's cloth, metaphoric, heart! Even when Jessie being far too practical for a toy made the smile falter! But she just wanted Morgan to understand the difference, though she also would not push the point, and Morgan wasn't wrong.
"But maybe there can be real princesses here too!"
"Oh absolutely!", Jessie said, struggling to keep anything suspicious out of her voice. She didn't like the idea of contradicting Morgan, or killing that childish dreaming of hers (and it went against the entire premise of this park, and just a toy's job!) but...well she knew the princesses and fairies they were going to meet were just playing dress up.
Still didn't mean there weren't some of the real kinds here! Just not at the Meet and Greets.
Thankfully the subject changed to fairies.
"Do the fairies have wings that sparkle?"
"You know...I don't know, but I've heard they do!", Jessie answered, and hoped her not knowing wouldn't disappoint the girl too much.
Post by Morgan Philip on Mar 3, 2019 16:09:55 GMT -5
"You know...I don't know, but I've heard they do!"
When Jessie explained that it was possible, Morgan smiled. "Me too!" Morgan agreed to what she had said next about fairies with a bright smile on her chubby cheeks. Jessie sounded like this was a new experience for her too! "But..How come you never visited them before?" She asked curiously with a tilt of her head, wondering why Jessie never did this while she had been here. Jessie did say that she had been here for a long while. Hearing several voices from grown ups caused the little 6 year old girl to turn her head, causing a sway of her loose, wavy curls in her pink headband. She noticed the parents with their children gathering in line, and she briefly felt a little homesick again. It caused her to just hold Jessie a little more in an embrace than necessary, just for comfort. It was enough to make her feel better, at least.
"Look! We're almost there!" Morgan gasped upon seeing the few people in front of them before they'd see the fairies. "I wanna see!" She tried to step on her tippy toes and then she tried to lean to the side to see if she could peek from behind the adult in front of her. "Look!" Morgan stretched out her hand that held Jessie in one hand to have Jessie see too! "They have shiny wings!" She remarked in amazement when she brought Jessie back to her center, when something caught her curiosity again. The fairies were writing in some books that the kids would hold out for them. "...Why are they writing in their book?" Morgan asked quietly of Jessie, glancing down at the knowledgeable cowgirl doll again. She didn't understand the concept of people giving autographs here.
The answer was she hadn't had a child she felt she belonged solely to, like Morgan, and the temp-kids who would play with her were come and go. She never went with them to visit the fairies and other princesses, but Jessie wasn’t sure if she wanted to tell the child all about that, still being protective of Morgan’s feelings, as her current child.
Woody had chosen that life, and to also help toys find kids, but...Jessie much preferred being with Morgan to all of that before!
”I’m a bit hard to see on my own I guess”, she settled on with a smile, which was true.
As they both spotted the kids and parents, Morgan hugged Jessie tightly again, thinking things she did not need to say out-loud; it was a doll’s job to know. Jessie knew her presence alone was enough, but also brought her hands over to hug Morgan’s arm lightly in further comfort.
Morgan then tried to see over the heads of the crowd, soon holding Jessie out to see as well as she caught a better glance of the fairies. "Well will ya look at that!", Jessie sounded just as excited, and grinned over to Morgan again, after the girl held her out to see.
"...Why are they writing in their book?"
"Oh, it's a favor the fairies, and some of the princesses, and others, do for kids around here", Jessie tried to explain, "They give their autograph, so you can keep it to remember meeting them; here if you have a little book we can get you one too", and if not Jessie would go through quite a bit, including rushing over to a shop with money herself, to get Morgan one! Above and beyond the call of duty for a toy, but not too much at all, the doll would say.
Post by Morgan Philip on May 1, 2020 10:44:48 GMT -5
”I’m a bit hard to see on my own I guess”,
"Oh.. yeah," Morgan nodded softly with a sheepish smile spread across her chubby cheeks, hoping that wasn't too insulting to admit. As a child, she was prone to blunt honesty, but she tried her best to not sound too insulting. Her daddy taught her that there were better ways of saying things that sounded nicer, but she wasn't always perfect at it, especially when she didn't like something.
Excitement was beginning to build up in the little girl the moment that she was approaching fairies in the line. Aside from meeting a talking doll and a talking animal, it was the one thing that the six year old was looking forward to since she couldn't look forward to seeing her daddy around here. Jessie also was good at being enthusiastic and excited, which only fed into Morgan's more. She wasn't used to really loud enthusiastic types until she met Giselle, so she was thankful for Jessie because it encouraged her to still feel excited for things when Giselle wasn't around.
"A favor?" The 1st grader echoed Jessie when she glanced at the people around her in the line with the books, confusion on her expression. Here, she thought that the only thing that fairies did for favors was grant wishes. She listened as Jessie explained that they give their autograph so that you can keep it forever in meeting them. "I have a notebook in my bookbag!" She exclaimed with a gasp, but then lowered her head with a soft pout, "But my daddy only lets me use it for school work.." Given that she only just arrived here, Morgan still had a hard time accepting that she wasn't going back to school anytime soon, and even still cared about what her daddy would say for having fairies scribbling all over her notebook instead of using it for homework.. even if she would find that more important than homework.
"We have to buy one!" The New York shopper proclaimed this to Jessie so solemnly, as if it just had to be done! She needed to remember this moment or her daddy wouldn't believe her! Morgan took one glance at the front given her place in the line, her eyebrows tilted upwards with a desperate look on her countenance. She was so close to seeing the fairies.. but she really needed that autograph book! Bending down to take her bookbag off in order to place it in front of her, she pulled out a credit card from her front zipper. "Daddy said that this was only for emergencies.. and this is kind of an emergency." How often would she ever get to see fairies again?! Let alone actually have proof that they exist to show her daddy? Morgan still had no idea that she was more likely to find lines like this than she'd think.
Reluctantly emerging from the line after putting on her bookbag again, Morgan hurried over with Jessie in tow to see where they would sell the autograph book to purchase.
Morgan agreed with what Jessie said about being hard to see on her own, but looked almost sorry to agree to that! With a smile, Jessie pat the girl's arm from where she was still held. "Hey, it's alright, I like bein' my size!", she assured in an upbeat manner, and to help Morgan not feel bad. Her whole job as her toy was to be there for her, and look out for her; though Jessie also meant her words! There was a lot a toy could get done because few people looked for one as small as most of them were.
Jessie knew that using the school notebook probably wouldn't be a problem, but didn't want t say so of course...and bring up how Morgan might not be going home.
She thought on what they could do, though Morgan reached a solution first! Jessie beamed up at her, proudly. "Why sure, of course it is!", she agreed on this being an emergency. Adults didn't always know them when they saw them, and things like meeting fairies could be very big emergencies when they mattered so much to kids like Morgan.
She would have offered to go for the girl, but Morgan left the line, with Jessie in tow. The cowgirl doll could only hope the line wouldn't be too bad when they got back...
It wasn't...but that was only because it had closed down temporarily by the time they returned Oh no...Jessie glanced around for a way to fix this even before Morgan had to tell her she was going to be disappointed. She just knew she would be. The cowgirl was out of ideas and then...just like a hero in Western, or Sheriff Woody showing up just in the nick of time in their show, she did spot something; though it seemed to good to be true!
"Is that a dog?!", Jessie pointed, and kept her voice low, for both the others around and just in case. Not that she thought all dogs chewed all toys, Buster had been alright, but still. She knew Morgan would probably enjoy seeing the dog, hence she pointed him out.
Dug was slightly disappointed to find that dogs were few and far between in the parks. He'd caught whiffs of scents, but following them had led him nowhere. The scents always got covered with other scents, usually food.
Not that Dug much minded the food smells. They often led him to tasty places, where he could usually beg for a bit of food. Maybe it wasn't the healthiest, but it sure tasted great!
He did miss playing. He wanted to find someone to play with. Dashiell had been great, but Dug had gone home with Tiana that night, and Dashiell had gone home to his own family, saying they just didn't have space for a dog right now. Dug was sad, but he understood, since Russell was in the same blimp.
Dug paused to scratch behind one ear. His ears pricked up when he heard someone say dog. Dug looked around, but there were so many kids, quite a few of them staring at him. He couldn't tell who had spoken. He stayed sitting where he was.
Post by Morgan Philip on Jun 23, 2020 22:02:18 GMT -5
A feeling of comfort lingered in the soft sigh and the warm smile that the 6 year old wore across her face when Jessie gave her a reassuring pat. Jessie had a way of making her feel better about things, confident in herself even. Maybe it's because Jessie was just nothing but confidence and excitement. She reminded her of Giselle sometimes because of that. That sense of excitement that Jessie had rubbed off on her was definitely in her beaming expression when Jessie agreed with her about using the credit card to get the autograph book. She gently hugged the cowboy doll against her in a grateful manner. She wouldn't know what she would do if she didn't have Jessie here with her.
"We got the autograph book!" Morgan exclaimed excitedly once she finished purchasing the book with her dad's credit card, remembering to put the card away in her bookbag again. "Now we're definitely going to get all the fairies to sign this!" She spoke to Jessie with such a look of determination as she stepped outside of the store again. It was a newfound mission that was surely going to distract her from thinking about missing home.
The six year old's running suddenly came to a confusing halt when Morgan noticed that the line was thinning away for some reason, causing her eyebrows to tilt upwards in bewilderment and shock. Just as she parted her lips when it finally dawned on her that the line was closed, Jessie's words instantly directed her over to a dog in the actual parks! Up until now, she had only seen a mouse, but she had no idea that larger animals were allowed! "Aw.. he looks so cute!" Her lips that were slowly starting to tilt downwards suddenly tilted up again upon seeing the dog looking so adorable. It almost looked so friendly, like it was begging to be pet! "Hey, he has a collar! Maybe he's lost!" Morgan instantly felt like he could relate to the dog's plight in being lost without family. "Let's go see!" The little girl exclaimed to Jessie as she hurried over to the dog that looked so fluffy! Always a lover of animals, Morgan usually didn't think twice about wanting to be close to critters, as Jessie would say, much like she adored Giselle talking to her chipmunk friend Pip! Her daddy normally would tell her to be careful of animals though, especially if they looked like they were by themselves. Maybe he was a service dog? Morgan looked around once more to see if anyone looked like they owned him, then tried to look for a name on the collar. Gently, the little 6 year old set down Jessie onto the ground temporarily in order to kneel by the dog in attempts to pet it. "Hi puppy!" She greeted the dog, slowly moving her hand close to him in attempts to pet him.
Her pointing out of the dog worked, for which Jessie was grateful. If Morgan hadn't turned her attention, and had instead remained focused on the line with no fairies in it (getting upset due to it, no doubt), the cowgirl doll wasn't quite sure what she would have been able to do!
Her first thoughts had been for Morgan, of course, as her toy, but as the little girl went on, saying they should head over and check on him, since he was probably lost, Jessie agreed partly for the dog's sake too. "Yeah, and we can't have that!", she replied. As a Critter lover, Jessie made it her mission to help out cute family pets, like Buster, and even squirrels in the yard, where she could; and once her main goal of her kids being alright was achieved, of course.
Pets were usually in on the secret that toys walked and talked, or if they were the nice, not chewing kind they were, still, and being unsure, Jessie just let herself hang limply in Morgan's grasp as they approached, and she tried to decide the best course of action.
Dug waited patiently, and sure enough, a girl came over to him. She dropped a doll at his feet, and Dug's tail thumped eagerly. He sniffed at the doll, picking up such a weird combination of smells that he couldn't identify one in particular. The doll had been lots and lots of places!
Next, Dug sniffed at the girl's hand, and licked it. He nudged her, a ploy on his end to get her to pet him.
It worked, as it often did.
Dug enjoyed the pats, and since the girl hadn't picked the doll up, he decided to sniff at it again. It looked so soft, and chewable... And Dug knew he wasn't the kind of dog to tear toys apart, even if he couldn't talk. He just liked chewing.
Keeping his attention on the girl, he slowly lowered his head to the doll, shifting to lay down. Once he was close enough, he would start chewing. He hadn't said anything yet, only because of the doll.
Except, since the collar was more of a translation of Dug's thoughts, and less a conscious effort, Dug quietly said, "Oh, a doll to chew on! Oh boy!" His words were quiet, because he was trying to be secretive about chewing on the doll, right in front of the girl.
Post by Morgan Philip on Jun 28, 2020 23:47:11 GMT -5
If the six year old girl felt even a tinge of remorse for the fairy line being closed off, it was officially washed away with the adorable licks the dog gave to her hand! Morgan giggled as she continued to knelt closer beside him to pet him once he nudged her. While Jessie was gently on the floor, she used her free hand to pet the dog, a bright smile spreading across her chubby cheeks.
The dog suddenly seemed comfortable enough to lay down beside her! Morgan felt even more relaxed that she could make the dog feel relaxed like this, too. She gently moved her hand from the top of her head down to pet his back in long strokes. "He's so soft!" She remarked softly with a smile to Jessie on the floor. "I've never had a dog before..Daddy said we're not allowed to have dogs in the apartment," She explained to Jessie. They lived in an expensive suite, and dogs were out of the question when it came to these expensive suites in New York. Looking around again for the owner, she wondered if the dog was indeed lost. "I'm lost, too.." She said softly to the dog, wanting him to know that he wasn't alone in that regard, at least. Then, she mildly wondered just how long the dog was lost for. Maybe he was hungry? Just as Morgan glanced around for any food stalls that she could perhaps by him food for, Morgan's ears caught the sound of voice that she never expected to hear from a dog!
"Oh, a doll to chew on! Oh boy!"
A gasp escaped her lips as she turned her attention over to the dog rapidly, the shock that would have been from hearing it talk quickly transformed into worry upon seeing her doll on the floor being chewed on by the dog! "No! That's my Jessie doll!" She bravely reached for Jessie doll by the dog's teeth to take it from the dog with a tug, not even thinking about the dog possibly biting her in response, similar to the way she boldly stepped in front of her daddy when a sword was drawn at him without thinking of the consequences. "You're hurting her! Please let go! I promise to get you food, okay?!" She begged for the dog in a pleading voice as she tried to take Jessie away with a gentle tug, not wanting to be aggressive enough to break her in any way. She'd be so upset if she did!
Apparently the course of action she chose was not the right one. This dog was a chewer! Though she still kept her eyes from widening outwardly, Jessie felt panic rise up as the dog said the word Chew!
She was not about to just lay here and let herself be chewed, but as to when to attempt her escape...she had to time it perfectly, so as to not cause further damage. Before she could even react, though, the teeth were in dangerous proximity!
Morgan bravely spoke up and defended her. Jessie was proud, but the girl took most of the situation when she took Jessie's other arm and tried to rescue her herself. Jessie's mind still raced on best course of action. Unless she wanted this to be a tug-of-war, she was going to have to try something herself as well, and to help Morgan out.
Jessie lifted her head to face the dog, with an unsure smile. "Uh yeah...I'm not a chew toy there, Little Doggie, so...don't suppose I could get you to put me down...".
Dug dropped the doll at the girl's call of no. He didn't like that word; it meant he was doing something wrong. His ears tucked back. "I am sorry," he said. "I did not know she was not a chew toy," he explained. It wasn't a lie--Dug didn't really know how to lie--but it wasn't the complete truth. He knew toys belonging to people weren't always chew toys. "I wasn't going to tear her up. I just like to chew."
His tail wagged slightly at the girl's promise of food. "I like food," he told her, his voice perking up some. "Do you think I could get a doll of my own to chew on?" he asked hopefully. "It does not have to be like your doll."
The doll spoke, too, and Dug's ears perked forward then back. "Oh, you can talk! I did not know! I am very sorry I chewed on you." Dug sank back to the ground, hoping the doll was as nice as the girl, and wouldn't talk her out of getting Dug some food.
Post by Morgan Philip on Jan 17, 2021 23:59:53 GMT -5
"I am sorry,"
Once Morgan made sure that Jessie was safe and sound next to her, Morgan turned upon hearing a voice that sounded like it came from the dog. Although Morgan had heard talking animals before, she somehow didn't expect it coming from the dog. Her mouth parted in shock. "You can talk?" Yet she looked confused when she didn't see his mouth moving as he spoke afterwards. "Aw it's okay!" She easily forgave the cute dog, giving him a gentle pet out of reassurance. "Good dog!" She smiled, relieved to find that this dog that wasn't the mean kind that intended to hurt Jessie at least. "What's your name?" She decided to ask the golden retriever, given that he could speak for himself.
"I like food,"
"Me too!" Morgan agreed happily with the dog, then glanced around to see what she could buy him. She suddenly gasped with a bright smile across her chubby cheeks. "I know just what you need! Turkey legs!" That definitely sounded like something the doggy would like!
"Do you think I could get a doll of my own to chew on?"
"A.. doll?" The First Grader looked down at her Jessie doll as she thought of what to do. Ever since she learned that dolls can talk, the little girl wasn't sure how she felt about giving the dog any kind of doll. Although she treated her dolls as if they were real before, they were all sort of real to her now, even if they couldn't talk. Giving the dog a doll would hurt it, wouldn't it?
"It does not have to be like your doll."
Morgan glanced back at the dog with a small smile, thankful that the dog was trying to make her feel better about that. "Okay! Maybe we could find a squeaky toy?" She asked the dog, wondering if maybe it were better to give him a squeaky toy or ball. She was sure they sold those here, too. "Come on, Jessie, let's get him something to eat!" Morgan reached to pick up Jessie as she stood up straight again. It was easily believable to the girl that the dog was just hungry.
As long as the dog gave it up easily, Jessie was fine and had no complaints. She stood and dusted herself off once she was put down.
"I wasn't going to tear her up. I just like to chew."
"Uh...I'd still prefer ya didn't there little doggie", Jessie smiled as she righted her hat and glanced at him in curiosity as well. She was used to understanding animals, as a toy, but that wasn't the same as hearing them talk!
He and Morgan talked about getting turkey legs before he was back on the topic of toys...
Talking or not, she also didn't like the sound of sacrificing any other doll to his teeth...but as for the dog himself, he was so nice she just couldn't stay even too afraid of him for long, and with her liking of all critters.
"Aww no worries there Partner, as long as you don't do it again", she smiled and scratched under his chin. She caught Morgan's look and thought up a solution, though Morgan came to the same one she did. "Yes! I'm sure we could find some kind of dog toy, they're made to take all that chewing and actually like it for some reason".
Charlotte: I agree with you on that. Everything I've found online so far agrees with you. Fantom, you might have to make up a name for your big cat, if you feel it needs one.
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Elsa: Hello lovelies! I'm in the process of returning! Pruned my list down, got someone on the top of my wip list 😅 but I'm hoping to write on Thursday or so? Been a minute, so I'm looking for new threads 👀😊
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