Elizabeth blinked a little as she watched. Was she...was she crying...? Elizabeth frowned a little, silently tilting her head to the side and feeling the abruptly short ends of her hair bristle against her neck.
Ella didn't see anyone as she finished her dance then sat down near the tissue paper leaves. She pulled her arms around her knees hugging them to her chest.
Ana finally descended the grand staircase into the foyer, then out the door of the castle, headed to the dollhouse. She felt the need to introduce herself to the new folks, and quickly teach them how things worked in their little group. Walking up to the front door, she knocked gently with her good arm, putting on her sweetest grin.
Ella watched at the princess doll came up to the house. What did she want? Ella stood abruptly then headed to the edge of the house, out of her sight yet close enough for her to hear.
"Hello?" Ana called out in a sugary sweet trill, then grumbled to herself and straightened her tiara. What was the use of them ignoring her? They knew she always got her way eventually.
(( Dragon, if you don't get back on tonight and you leave Ted at the clothes line when I had something planned I will forget in a hour so help me l'll... I'll... I've got nothing. I'll cry. :'( ))
Amy noticed someone at the door of the dolls house. "Hi, I'm Amy," she greeted her, smiling and limping towards her slowly.
Sasha turned towards the door, tipping his head to one side.
"Does the door need to be answered?" He asked in his accented voice.
Ella stayed hidden and watched as the scene unfolded in front of her. One if two things was about to happen. One, double princess power for her to hate or two, princess fight! Rather way would turn out poorly so there wasn't a way to hope for truthfully. All Ella really hoped is that the Russian doll wasn't drug off to the castle never to be seen by her again, after all she wouldn't be shocked if a princess took a fancy to his striking looks.
Jack had climbed up on the chest with the night gown on it and was looking around, he examined the room, studying it, it was obviously a girl's room, he didn't see much anything not girlie, there was that soldier doll, he'd gone into the house. Jack turned, it looked like someone was hiding behind the nightgown...or something. A wildbeast maybe! He loaded his rifle and carefully moved the hight gown aside with the muzzle of his rifle, holding it awkwardly.
Elizabeth let out a little yelp and tried to scramble back. There was a gun being aimed at her, by a strange doll she had never seen before. Her eyes went wide and she brought her hands to her mouth.
Jack eyed the other doll, she was a girl doll, which made her rather boring. He'd wanted it to be a wild beast, or bandit that would attack him. He carefully, awkwardly slung his rifle back onto his back after unloading it. Then he eyes the girl, he was feeling mroe out goinga dn like showing off,
"I'm Jack, I'm a cowboy!" he said, he pulled his sixshoot out and pointe dto a button on the noghtgown right above the dolls head,
"If I wanted I could hit hat with out hurting you." he said proudly.
Elizabeth blinked a few times. She stared, jaw going slack. A cowboy doll? She didn't know whether to be relieved or even more scared.
"Th-that's...you..." She stumbled over her own tongue and immediately wished she hadn't tried to speak.
Ana's expression of fake cheer when the door opened dropped at the sight of the princess doll. Her hand flew to her hip. "Who are you?!" she demanded. Even though she had already seen the princess from afar, seeing her up close made her rather angry; they were strikingly similar. Same small, delicate figure, close to the same colour dress, same curly hair, although different colours, and, just peeking out from under her dress, a spiderweb of cracks on her leg, similar to the ones on Ana's arm. Narrowing her eyes, she met the deep blue ones of the other princess.
"Is there a problem?" Sasha asked, coming to stand between the two princess dolls. He looked back and forth between the two with a partially confused, partially amused, and partially concerned. He kept his voice low and soft, and his accent just made his words seem a little softer.
"Of course there is! Has she been sent to replace me? Huh? Does the toymaker not think I'm good enough? Why are you here?" Ana demanded, glaring angrily at the other princess.
Ella watched the princess fight, then watched Sasha try to breaki it up. She kept hidden as she watched them. The flower bins made of linking logs and bendy wire stemmed flowers wasn't very stable and it wobbled almost a bit.
"I do not think that anyone has come to replace you." Sasha said in his cool, quiet tone. He looked slowly from one princess to the other, carefully, quietly. "We are all unique here, da?"
Ana releashed an exasperated sigh, then said, "Well, then tell me how we're so similar, if we're all supposed to be unique." She shook her head at him.
"Well..." Sasha thought for a moment. "Forgive me for this, miss, but she does seem much quieter than you. That is at least one difference." He smiled kindly.