✘ moon pie 。

    [ ✰ — ] Thinking of the heat that was going on today Vladimir was happy to have had the cool night breeze brushing his skin as he pressed his back against the grass. It was a very calming night to him maybe the most calming it has ever been. His lips curved into a smile as he relaxed, very pleased once again that he was off for the night, no customers asking silly questions instead of taking their request and leaving once he's given it to them. Some people were just so nosy when it came to him, and every few years it gets worse on him.  It was very stressful to do the job he did, he hated it at times but it was his work, and it was something that he was still happy with because in the end it meant he was helping people out.Giving people something he never really received.  

Tilting his head he spotted something moving, but he couldn't understand if it was from the bushes or near the trees until he spotted someone coming in his direction, they looked sorta lost in the faint light that the sky gaze off accompanied by the moon and the stars -- snickering he got up and walked over to the person, he was going to help but before anything he hopped they didn't think he was a crazy person. 

[ ✰ — ]    Brain scattered, eyes tired and he's not taken the chance to have a good nights rest for the past few days, he's been working on sketches for a customer for the last week but just couldn't figure out what to do. But today he's done something out of the ordinary --  and he's taken an art class. Out of his 400 plus years on earth he's never taken a class for this, but he was starting to lose some passion in what he's done for ages. He didn't want that to happen so deciding to do this was something he's placed for himself scared that he'd be lost again like before. The art class didn't hold many people in it and gave out monthly assignments to do.

This week he's supposed to go out and talk to strangers and so here he is now walking up to a person he doesn't know asking a single question, hoping they'd use their imagination and give something he could work on his sketch book page. He needed to bring it to life just as they told him. 

     ❝ Hello? Uhm, do you happen          to have  few minutes.❞

Silent but still audible ticking is heard through the shop that Vlad owns. He probably even lost the feeling that the clocks ticked over and over    

     ' tick             tock                   tick                        tock '

Is all that goes through the store which as of now had no one in it other then Vladmiri and his Doll Assistant who roamed freely around the shop. You could say she was there to keep him safe but she's also there to keep him company -- the real reason she was even created by him. ' Lily ' he calls her. She was probably his second best work with the tune ups and fixings of a big clock she's been with him for many many years. Vlad's been around for very long time and during those times he lost so many friends and the death of those dear to him that he's meet through his immortal life he just didn't think he could go on like that any longer. He was better than the depression he felt for a century . The life like dolls were his babies and he cared for them just as they did to him and though they couldn't speak ( yet ) they never left him to feel alone any longer.

Today was a new day for Vladimir but it was also the slowest day he's had in a few months. He's fulfilled all of his jobs and has gotten paid handsomely for the clocks he's been working on. He knew the sky was the limit when it came to clocks, they could resembled even the hardest things and in this life there's always going to be a need for clocks. No one wanted to lose track of things and time was literally everything to people. The dinging at the front of his store alerted him and Lily both- but with the flick of his wrist he shut her down and moved past her before heading out of the backroom. This man wasn't anyone he knew so he couldn't trust that they weren't here to harm his creations and he needed to keep them safe.

❝ Hello? Anyone in there.❞

Though the male's voice was calm it was still hard to figure out what they were here for, but he didn't want to be so quick to assume they were bad yet either. Moving though another door Vlad voiced out that he was nearing them and peeked out with a warm smile against his lips. The male on the other side of the counter was a new face to him, he never forgets the face of others -- and he's seen many people, but he couldn't pin if he knew this male or not just yet.

His smile flattened as he now stood in front of them and eye'd them.         

"Ouch! That was my foot!"

"Could you get out of my way?"

"Stop it!"

"You look lonely. Want to talk to me?"

"Your nose is red."

"Aw, you're so cute! You know that?"

"Eww, gross!"

"If you touch me again, you're dead."

"Don't eat that!"

"Gosh, you look kinda pale..."

"What is that!?"

"Oh my god, were you shot!?"

"Give me the gun. Now."

"Hello? Anyone in there?"

"Someone said you didn't feel well. You okay?"

"Do you want to cuddle?"

"I demand cuddles."

"You're hair's messed up. Here, let me fix it."

"Ohhh~ Someone's blushing~!"

"I-I-it's so c-cold..."

"It's too hot..."

"I can't...breathe..."

"Help!"

"I'm sorry, did you say something?"

"Augh! It hurts!"

"Feel my hands! They're so cold!"

"Stop! I can't run anymore..."

"Are you alright?"

"You look ready to faint."

"You're not serious."

"You want me to what?"

"Grab my hand!"

"Oh god. Oh god. Stay awake. Please stay awake. Stay with me!"

"Careful! You really don't want to fall here."

"Are you insane?"

"I can't allow this."

"I-I can't feel my arms..."

"Why are you all wet?"

"We need to get you to a hospital."

"I....I've been sh-shot..."

"Oh god, why is there so much blood...?"

"I think I'm gonna be sick..."

"Do you think you could make everything stop spinning?"

"I am NOT blushing!"

"Ugh, could you quiet down? My head hurts too much for this noise..."

"Have you been drinking?"

"Thank you. I really wanted someone to throw up on my shoes."

"I've never seen cuts like this..."

"Have you been to the doctor?"

"I think your leg is broken. I'll have to help you walk."

"Don't move!"

"Ouch! I...I think I heard something snap..."

"Don't touch it!"

"Your forehead feels kinda warm..."

"Careful with that! You wouldn't want to cut yourself, would you?"

"Why do you always do that?"

"How can I trust you?"

"You betrayed me! You betrayed everyone!"

"I told you not to kiss me when I was sick!"

"If I beat you and left you for dead, do you really think someone would come for you? They wouldn't."

"You disgust me to the point where looking at you makes me physically ill."

"Please don't go..."

"I can't live without you!"

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