"S-so, you can talk?"
"Of course I can! You act like its the weirdest thing!" Maybe it was the weirdest thing, or maybe Vylad was just crazy?

"I-I've never met a t-talking doll, so it kinda is..." the small doll nodded before hopping out of the chair she was in. She grabbed her little (f/c) suitcase, giving it a slight tug, before going up to Vylad, her smile still brightly shown on her face.

"C'mon, it's late and I think we've both had enough questions for the night! Lead the way!" Vylad stared at the doll in disbelief, knowing just how serious she was. Being ever so gentle (and slow in her opinion), Vylad lifted (Y/n) up, taking her to her small bed in his room. 

"All will be saved for later?" Vylad asked (Y/n) as he laid in his bed.

"All will be saved for later" the doll replied as she dozed off to dreamland.

~Few months later~
The two grew closer as time passed. They went almost everywhere together. They were inseparable, except when Vylad went to work of course.

Lately, (Y/n) gets this weird feeling around Vylad. Her cheeks heat up at the smallest gestures of kindness from him, and she loses her breath at the sight of his smile, and don't mention his heavenly laugh to the small doll. She had never felt these emotions before and was never aware of such feelings. Back when she was with Aphmau, she only ever felt 'simple' feelings. It was all quite confusing.

"Isn't it obvious what's going on here?" Katelyn asked (Y/n). The two were having tea, which wasn't unusual, making idle talk.

"Not a clue" (Y/n) answered, shaking her head. The obliviousness of the (h/c) haired girl left Katelyn speechless, but only for a bit.

"You like him~" Aphmau sang, walking over to the two dolls. Katelyn laughed while (Y/n) tilted her head, quite confused on what she was talking about.

"Of course I like Vylad, we're friends!" The girl cheerfully exclaimed. The smile on her face fell once she noticed the looks on her friends' faces.

"Yeah, we get that, but don't you think there's more?" Aphmau asked. (Y/n) questionably stared at the two in front of her.

"More? As in-" The (e/c) eyed girl blushed furiously, "I couldn't possibly ask Vylad out! It'dbeweirdand-andI'mnotgoodenoughplusIdon'thaveanythingnice and-"

"(Y/n), you're spiraling" Katelyn warned, sipping her tea. Both her and Aphmau held sly looks on their faces, their friend's face encouraging the look even more. (Y/n) on the other hand was flushed red beyond comparison.

"Aw, aren't you just adorable!" Aphmau exclaimed, smiling the smile of a chesire cat. The (e/c) eyed girl became even more flustered at the comment, covering her face with her hands.

"He probably doesn't even like me..." (Y/n) started, finally calming, "I'm not that pretty or perfect. He'd probably prefer a human girl over me..."

Aphmau and Katelyn worriedly looked at (Y/n), wishing that she weren't so insecure. Then again, prior to Aphmau being her caretaker, (Y/n)'s self esteem lowered when her original owner became the monster they were. Heck, Aphmau didn't think that (Y/n) was even ready to leave for a new home, scared that maybe the already depressed doll wouldn't be able to bond with her new owner. This changed once Aphmau noticed how much happier the doll was after moving in and living with Vylad for a while.

Katelyn, on the other hand, was worried for (Y/n)'s current state. The (h/l), (h/c) haired girl was slightly tearing up. Small tears escaped her eyes and her fist lay across her chest, tightly holding on to the necklace around her neck.

"I couldn't bear the thought of him leaving me! The thought of rejection alone kills me inside!" (Y/n) vented, more tears falling. Aphmau and Katelyn couldn't help her, they didn't understand. These were the moments when she felt alone, moments where no one, doll or human, really understood her. (Y/n) pulled her knees to her chest, lowering her face to rest in the newly formed area.

"Stop being ridiculous, (Y/n)!" A new voice exclaimed, causing (Y/n) to lift her head from it's position. The three girls turned their heads the stairs to Silver, who happened to be walking towards them with Kawaii-Chan in her hands, "You're quite a sight for many. Vylad would be stupid not to like you"

"You're just saying that. I'm not much compared to you guys and the other dolls" the doll replied bashfully, looking away with a light tint on her cheeks. Silver placed Kawaii-Chan down beside Katelyn and (Y/n), smiling at her finished work.

"Don't be like that, (Y/n). You're just as 'beautiful' as us" Katelyn stated, pinching her cheeks. (Y/n)'s blush grew a bit at the playful gesture, causing Kawaii-Chan to gush a bit.

"Kawaii-Chan thinks (Y/n)-Tan is adorable!" Kawaii-Chan playfully squeals, squeezing the (h/c) haired girl. (Y/n) tries to escape Kawaii-Chan's grip, embarrassed by the honorific.

"K-Kawaii-Chan!" She exclaims, blushing brightly. Kawaii-Chan nuzzled (Y/n) closer, smiling and laughing happily at the blushing girl in her arms. Katelyn joined in as well, adding a bit of baby talk to the mix and embarrassing (Y/n) even more.

"Aw, you're so cuuute, (Y/n)!" Katelyn gushed, also squeezing and nuzzling the poor girl.

"K-Katelyn! K-Kawaii-Chan! I hate you both!"

"Kawaii-Chan and Katelyn-Sama love you too, (Y/n)-Tan!" Kawaii-Chan replied happily. She knew the honorific was making this whole situation even better. Silver and Aphmau both laugh at the scene in front of them, one trying to help the poor girl and the other not bothering at all. With all the commotion, none of them noticed a certain boy with emerald eyes walk in.

"Uh... Should I come back later?" he asked, scared that either the girls weren't quite done or that he was interrupting something else. Silence followed soon after, each of them frozen in place.

"Ah, Vylad! W-When did you- uh.... Hi?" (Y/n) rambled, her final statement sounding more like a question. The others let her go, revealing Silver's finished hard work on the bright (e/c) eyed doll. She was still flushed red from the moment not too long ago, embarrassed beyond comparison.

Time stopped as the young man got a good look at the doll. Her hair, which never kept a usual style, was (down/in a bun/fancy ponytail) the (bangs/ends/both) curled. The dress she wore (pick one from the top XP) showed off the Sewist's sewing abilities in specific areas, mainly those of the chest, arms, and bottom. The torso area was also designed a tad as well. The gold and silver coloring of the seams boldly screamed for attention, causing anyone to keep their eyes in that area. Vylad's gaze lingered a little longer than he intended, something that Silver noticed. Of course, she refused to allow this opportunity to slip through her fingers.

"You're right on time! We were just talking about how beautiful little (Y/n) is in this dress I made her! Perfect for our little Christmas get together later! Wouldn't you say the same, Vylad?" (Y/n) knew that mischievous look and tone of voice anywhere. She sent a light glare Silver's way, a tiny warning for her to stop playing Cupid. Fortunately, Silver caught the look, but it only encouraged the white haired seamstress even more.

"She's gorgeous" the small statement and hearty laugh that followed caused (Y/n) to blush fifty shades and nervously look in another direction.

"T-Thanks..." She replied, her eyes darting away in all directions.

This was going to be a long night....

A/n: Uh... Hi! Sorry about all the inactivity for this book! I haven't updated in a year and I seriously feel terrible. I've started rewriting Our Secret for all of you fans of that and I've been trying to start writing oneshots for Vylad again. Lately, I haven't really been as into Aphmau as I was when I first started writing this, so there's been a decrease in inspiration. I actually just started getting back into her channel after leaving for so long. It just isn't the same anymore. At first, I just kept watching diaries, but that isn't even appealing like it used to. I miss the ship wars, the fun times, the Vylad cake obsessions! I know, I know, it's her channel, she can do whatever she wants with it. It's just, it no longer feels the same. Anyway, I'll try to start writing these again, but no promises that I won't discontinue this. I'm so sorry, but I do still plan to end this on a good note with a good amount of oneshots! Requests are also much appreciated in achieving said goal. Again, no promises on continuing this book, mainly due to my loss of Aphmau Mystreet inspiration and I honestly won't force myself to write when it finally gets to a point where I can't do this anymore. I'm really super duper sorry!

Now that the sappy stuff's out the way, the funnier stuff. While writing this, I just imagined this in the Victorian era and everyone had British accents. #SorryNotSorry! This was pretty fun to write and I think that if things flow right (in all the contexts of Americans). The whole time, I could just imagine little reader cussing everyone out with European slang in her head while she was being embarrassed. Also, there was a lack of male characters because I've been writing lemons for myself other oneshot books and each time I added Vylad, someone would be getting pounded into on a table (Yes I did just type that). Curse chu, hormones! I also think that Aphmau being a potato is in here somewhere from my other 500,000,000,000,000 drafts of this thing. Oooo, poll time! Should I continue this idea of reader being a doll in this book or write it as it's own Au story for Aphmau?
Put a girl for Yus and a Ghost for Nu!

Last, but definitely not least, I'm thinking of asking LunarFoxRising if I can rewrite and finish/continue Life On Mystreet (Seriously? -_-')! How would you guys feel about that?
Anyway, this chapter/oneshot is getting too long and I don't want anyone to give me higher writing expectations! MCI Out, Peace 😜!