[OTA] A Doll's House
It's early yet to be thinking of such things, but the fact of the matter is that Christmas is coming in a matter of but a couple of months. Ben himself hasn't that many presents to come up with, but Katrina Savona, a mother of three mini-Diamonds, had asked him sometime in August if it would be possible to contract him to build her youngest, Feliciana, a dollhouse. Ben wasn't one to say no to extra funds, in all honesty, so he'd agreed for a handsome fee, and set about designing a dollhouse in the style of a Bavarian fairy tale cottage. Something out of Hansel and Gretel or Snow White and Rose Red, really.
Which wasn't exactly an easy sort of thing to do, what with all the nooks and crannies, but he's managed it, and now it's down to the construction stage. Maybe being outside isn't the best place for it, but it's a clear, cold day, and Ben has his toolbelt back on as he fits walls and doors and windows together. His tongue's caught between his teeth as works on the gingerbread roof, which will lift off the house when it's all said and done.
At least Mrs. Savona was buying most of the dollhouse furniture. There were some things that were just beyond him.
Which wasn't exactly an easy sort of thing to do, what with all the nooks and crannies, but he's managed it, and now it's down to the construction stage. Maybe being outside isn't the best place for it, but it's a clear, cold day, and Ben has his toolbelt back on as he fits walls and doors and windows together. His tongue's caught between his teeth as works on the gingerbread roof, which will lift off the house when it's all said and done.
At least Mrs. Savona was buying most of the dollhouse furniture. There were some things that were just beyond him.