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Kathy held his face and rubbed her nose against his. Her tears drip in his empty eye sockets and even on his pale white face. She took his hat and set it on the bed and brushed his white hair. She then thought about when he kissed her to turn her human again. Maybe...if she kissed him, he could come to life?

She leaned down and hesitated to kiss his white lips. She then pressed her lips on his doll lips while holding the back of his head. A small glow started to grow from their lips and shimmered all over his doll body. Once she pulled back, he was still a doll and not even moving. She set him down and dropped her head down breaking down. Maybe she was too late.

Kathy buried her face down on the bed and sobbed. Suddenly she felt a hand ontop of her head. "Please don't cry, love. Everything will be alright."

Kathy stopped. She slightly lifted her head seeing someone sitting the side of her bed. She looked up and saw a figure dressed in Blade's clothes and has his face smiling at her. He even looked like him on her prom night. Wait. It was him. He was alive and human. Kathy teared up and threw her arms around him, "Blade!"

Blade smiled at her and wrapped his arms around her, "I told you everything would be alright, love."

Kathy then grabbed his white face with both of her hands and kissed him again. Blade smiled and kissed her back holding her face as well.

"You're talking too, and your hands, they are normal."

Blade smiled and caressed her cheek, "Yeah, now I can really feel you. And thanks to you, I even remember everything." He teared up, "I was used by my father...my real name...it's André Jr Toulon...kinda weird your cousin used that name on our dance night, huh?" He chuckled, "but...he used me. And my mother. He was running from the Nazis. He was not a good person you see, but mostly not a good father either. Never once he told me he loved me, but I always thought he did and just never was comfortable saying the words. When then one night, my mother was shot...then me... my father survived, but he transported my soul in his puppet that even resembled me. And that's how I became Blade. I was trapped in that doll for many many many years. Since World War 2. I feared no one would loved me, I was so brainwashed by my father working for him with my friends, that I forgot the real me. Of who I was suppose to be. But then you came into my life. I fell in love with you. You saved me, Kathy. And I thank you for that."

He took her hand and kissed it.

Kathy blushed looking at him. She was touched by his story. It was sad, but she also saved him? She then smiled and cupped his face, "you saved me too."

André Jr smiled at her. "I did?"

"I was going through a lot. My father and I slowly were fading away from each other, but you there to listen to me and give me confidence to try to work it out with my father again."

He then smiled. He then kissed her nose and she blushed. "I'm glad I helped you two."

"So...does this mean I call you André Jr now?"

"...well, please don't. I don't want to remember the hell he put me through. You can still call me Blade if you like?"

Kathy giggled and kissed his nose. He chuckled.

"I will take that you prefer my doll name, love," Blade chuckled. He then cupped her face in his hands and kissed her again. She kissed him back with her hands on his chest.

Blade then pulled back looking into her eyes with his green ones and smiled. "I love you, Kathy."

"I love you too, Blade."