Omniphase Challenge - 2006/0223
The Puppet - Choose one person, whether famous, a friend, an enemy, loved one...anyone you want. For one day, that person is your puppet, and they will dress, act, behave, speak and do however you want. What would you do? After 24 hours, they will go back to their regular selves, with no recollection of their time under your control, and NO consequences. Feel free to do anything you want.
When they knew that she was coming, Mama had bought her a Barbie Dream House and a dozen Barbies to go with it. There were eight or nine of the girl dolls, even the little baby ones, and there were three of the boys. One of them was Ken, dressed in a tuxedo. One of them was the Blaine doll, with his shaggy blonde hair. The other one was the G.I. Joe that Bane had snuck into the basket when no one was looking.
It was raining. Lizzie was bored, and she decided to watch a DVD. “ Daddy Day Care” was cute, but it could be better. Then she watched Tyra talking about how men really want to explore their feminine side and be free to express their nurturing desires. Lizzie thought about that, and figured that Manny did that, sort of, being her nanny and all. She knew that Nicky could be like that. He took very good care of the babies, when he wasn’t sleepy from work or trying to watch the football on television. But she wondered…
Boredom can sometimes lead to great creativity. Lizzie ran upstairs and pulled the Barbie house out. The boy dolls were in the bottom of the box, with some of the clothes that they had bought for the girls. The baby dolls were put in the tiny plastic cribs, and the Skipper doll was slapped with a blonde wig. Lizzie could do voices; after all, she was alone. The boy doll, with the blonde hair was looked at. She frowned. There was no way that Uncle Frankie would ever wear a bathing suit and look like that, so Lizzie pulled the suit off. She held the doll up and stared. Uncle Frankie had no penis. She hurried to pull the clothes off the Ken doll that would be for Nick. No penis there, either. Even the GI Joe, which was going to be Uncle Alexei, was without any genitals. There was nothing between their legs but smooth plastic. Lizzie took a felt tip marker and drew in some tattoos on the doll for Uncle Frankie, and put some baby oil in his hair so it wasn’t so clean and shiny. Then she put the Frankie and Alexei dolls in the ballet outfits from the Barbie dolls. The White Swan Queen one was very pretty, and it didn’t snap in the back of Uncle Alexei, but if you tucked it under on the edge, you couldn’t tell. The pink spangley tutu was nice for the Frankie doll, even the tiara fit in his greasy hair. You couldn’t get the shoes on, but the carpet hid their toes when she made them dance in it. The Nick doll was put in the white and green Scarlett O’Hara dress, from the “Gone With The Wind” collector Barbie. The hat was big, and the top of the dress was made for boobies, not the smooth plastic chest.
“Da, babies, your mama has left you with us today, and we will entertain you by making a beautiful ballet for you.” Elizabeth did Alex’s voice pretty well. The Russian accent helped a little, enough so that Ryan, who came in with Sara, had to stop and laugh.
“Lizbit, what the hell are you doing? Aren’t you a little old for Barbies?” Ryan held onto Sara, who was trying to get to the dolls.
“It’s not Barbie. This is Uncle Alexei and this is Uncle Frankie. That’s Nick. They’re taking care of us for a day, while Mama goes to fix new house up. They decided to dance a pretty ballet.” Lizzie held up the Alex doll to Ryan. “Will you make one dance? I can’t do all of them at same time.”
Ryan just burst out laughing, and sat down on the rug, pulling Sara down with her. “This is seriously twisted. Okay, I get to be Frankie. What are they dancing to?”
“N’sync. Like boy band, only with fairies and swans.” Lizzie turned on the CD player, and Sara squealed and reached for one of the discarded girl Barbies to chew on.
“Okay, but you tell anyone, and I’ll deny it.”
“Da. Let’s dance.”
So all afternoon, Ryan and Lizzie made Uncle Frankie, Uncle Alex and Nick dance whirling and twirling ballets to pop music. They changed their outfits around, even putting fishnet hose on Alex with a miniskirt. Then they would dance some more with the dolls on the carpet, until they both danced with the dolls in the air while they did the moves themselves. And a lovely time was had by all, until Sara got bored and pulled Uncle Frankie’s head off and flushed it down the toilet before Ryan could stop her. They tried to put a blonde Barbie head on Uncle Frankie’s tattooed boy body, in the evening gown that Ryan put him in, but it just didn’t look right, so they put the Frankie, Nick and Alex back in the closet, still in their evening gowns, and went downstairs for cookies and milk.
Elizabeth Jacks
906 words
When they knew that she was coming, Mama had bought her a Barbie Dream House and a dozen Barbies to go with it. There were eight or nine of the girl dolls, even the little baby ones, and there were three of the boys. One of them was Ken, dressed in a tuxedo. One of them was the Blaine doll, with his shaggy blonde hair. The other one was the G.I. Joe that Bane had snuck into the basket when no one was looking.
It was raining. Lizzie was bored, and she decided to watch a DVD. “ Daddy Day Care” was cute, but it could be better. Then she watched Tyra talking about how men really want to explore their feminine side and be free to express their nurturing desires. Lizzie thought about that, and figured that Manny did that, sort of, being her nanny and all. She knew that Nicky could be like that. He took very good care of the babies, when he wasn’t sleepy from work or trying to watch the football on television. But she wondered…
Boredom can sometimes lead to great creativity. Lizzie ran upstairs and pulled the Barbie house out. The boy dolls were in the bottom of the box, with some of the clothes that they had bought for the girls. The baby dolls were put in the tiny plastic cribs, and the Skipper doll was slapped with a blonde wig. Lizzie could do voices; after all, she was alone. The boy doll, with the blonde hair was looked at. She frowned. There was no way that Uncle Frankie would ever wear a bathing suit and look like that, so Lizzie pulled the suit off. She held the doll up and stared. Uncle Frankie had no penis. She hurried to pull the clothes off the Ken doll that would be for Nick. No penis there, either. Even the GI Joe, which was going to be Uncle Alexei, was without any genitals. There was nothing between their legs but smooth plastic. Lizzie took a felt tip marker and drew in some tattoos on the doll for Uncle Frankie, and put some baby oil in his hair so it wasn’t so clean and shiny. Then she put the Frankie and Alexei dolls in the ballet outfits from the Barbie dolls. The White Swan Queen one was very pretty, and it didn’t snap in the back of Uncle Alexei, but if you tucked it under on the edge, you couldn’t tell. The pink spangley tutu was nice for the Frankie doll, even the tiara fit in his greasy hair. You couldn’t get the shoes on, but the carpet hid their toes when she made them dance in it. The Nick doll was put in the white and green Scarlett O’Hara dress, from the “Gone With The Wind” collector Barbie. The hat was big, and the top of the dress was made for boobies, not the smooth plastic chest.
“Da, babies, your mama has left you with us today, and we will entertain you by making a beautiful ballet for you.” Elizabeth did Alex’s voice pretty well. The Russian accent helped a little, enough so that Ryan, who came in with Sara, had to stop and laugh.
“Lizbit, what the hell are you doing? Aren’t you a little old for Barbies?” Ryan held onto Sara, who was trying to get to the dolls.
“It’s not Barbie. This is Uncle Alexei and this is Uncle Frankie. That’s Nick. They’re taking care of us for a day, while Mama goes to fix new house up. They decided to dance a pretty ballet.” Lizzie held up the Alex doll to Ryan. “Will you make one dance? I can’t do all of them at same time.”
Ryan just burst out laughing, and sat down on the rug, pulling Sara down with her. “This is seriously twisted. Okay, I get to be Frankie. What are they dancing to?”
“N’sync. Like boy band, only with fairies and swans.” Lizzie turned on the CD player, and Sara squealed and reached for one of the discarded girl Barbies to chew on.
“Okay, but you tell anyone, and I’ll deny it.”
“Da. Let’s dance.”
So all afternoon, Ryan and Lizzie made Uncle Frankie, Uncle Alex and Nick dance whirling and twirling ballets to pop music. They changed their outfits around, even putting fishnet hose on Alex with a miniskirt. Then they would dance some more with the dolls on the carpet, until they both danced with the dolls in the air while they did the moves themselves. And a lovely time was had by all, until Sara got bored and pulled Uncle Frankie’s head off and flushed it down the toilet before Ryan could stop her. They tried to put a blonde Barbie head on Uncle Frankie’s tattooed boy body, in the evening gown that Ryan put him in, but it just didn’t look right, so they put the Frankie, Nick and Alex back in the closet, still in their evening gowns, and went downstairs for cookies and milk.
Elizabeth Jacks
906 words