The Starlet and the Doll

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Princess_Saturn

A troubled young vagrant girl finds a new life and new family in a most unexpected way...

Posted on July 5th, 2015 ~ 4:50 pm

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It was getting to be a very gloomy, gray day, and the slightly salty smell of the breeze suggested rain wasn’t long in coming. It was quiet outside; the world taking a deep breath and holding it a moment before it really let loose with a major storm.

Molly hated days like these the most. Most people were already heading inside to avoid the rain when it came, but Molly’s options weren’t as good as most when it came to finding shelter against the raging elements.

Molly was a young woman very nearly at the end of her 18th year, although some calculated choices in her appearance made her seem a little older. Molly’s blonde hair was short and untidy, the victim of a very rough, unprofessional haircut that gave her a naturally scrappy look, only amplified by the red bandana she wore on her head. Her shirt and pants were both blue denim, dirty, faded, and weather-beaten. The girl was wearing a little makeup, although it was inexpertly applied and clearly cheap, much like the cheap pack of cigarettes she clutched.

Despite her age, Molly was a petite girl, a few inches short of five feet tall and skinny as a rail. She walked and held herself like she was much bigger than she was, though, and between her swagger and her disheveled appearance, Molly had the look of a rough, tough young woman despite her less-than-imposing build. Certainly the band-aids here and there on her hands and face suggested she wasn’t a stranger to fights; everything about Molly might put one in mind of the tough, angry little dogs that regularly picked fights with bigger dogs and won. The few people that were out and about made sure to avoid her; there was no way a girl who looked like that was up to any good, skulking around at corners!

In truth, Molly was just looking for a sheltered spot as she moved further and further out from the center of town, lighting one of her cheap cigarettes and starting to smoke it. She didn’t seem used to the action; while Molly projected an air of sophisticated indifference to the world around her with how she handled the cigarette, it was slightly to hesitant to be natural, as was the slight cough she tried to hide with each puff. Molly was a vagrant; a drifter from town to town with no real place to call her own. She was miles and miles away from anyone that might know her at this point. There weren’t any relatives or friends…or really anyone she could call on to let her in when the rain started, and Molly wasn’t looking forward to being caught outside when the downpour began.

Still, she reminded herself, she’d gotten through storms before, both near and far away from busy areas. She was a tough girl, and she prided herself on never asking anyone for anything. She’d survived plenty of rough nights before, and this one would be no different. She just needed to find a safe spot to weather the storm…

This, and getting far away from the little store she’d “acquired” her cigarettes and some food and supplies for later in before anyone raised a stink, drove Molly out past the edge of town in her search for shelter. As she saw the buildings drop off, she began to grit her teeth, taking another deep puff from her cigarette to try and calm herself. She really didn’t want to try to bunker down in the woods, but…

Ah! A sign! Molly went over to see what it had to say quickly, and smiled.

PRIVATE PROPERTY! NO TRESPASSING!

What luck! Someone lived out here. That meant there was a house, probably a nicer one than the ones in town, in this direction. Molly never asked anyone for anything, as she’d reminded herself, and she certainly wasn’t going to ask whoever owned the place for help, but there had to be somewhere near the house where Molly could hide, eat her shoplifted snacks, and wait out the storm before she moved on. She just needed to be careful she wasn’t seen…

As the rain started, Molly pressed quickly into the unknown territory of the property’s owner, darting from tree to tree to try and keep the rain off her but not lingering under any for fear of lightning. This was a nice, big property, she thought to herself as she looked for a house or a shed she could sneak towards before the rain really got heavy. She wondered who it belonged to…

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Miss Annie

Posted July 5th, 2015 ~ 9:51 pm

Rainy nights were the worst for Diana Moore. With a very heavy sigh, she walked into the bar area of her large mansion and poured herself another glass of red wine. Standing in front of the large windows that faced the back of her giant house wearing her faux fur trimmed peignoir set and long nightgown, Diana began to contemplate her life and future.

Two decades ago, Diana was a fresh faced farm girl who just got off the bus to Hollywood. She worked as a Waitress for a short while before she was selected by a talent agent. In a few short years, Diana was one of the biggest Pin Up Girls in all of the world. Men across the seas that were fighting the good fight had her picture on their planes and tents. She did several USO tours and they all went crazy over just a wink and a smile. Obviously, pictures were her next destination.

She quickly signed a contract to MGM and she began with small roles in Romantic Comedies. Pretty soon, she was starring in her own Pictures along with being given new and challenging roles. She was even nominated for an Oscar thanks to the heavy period piece she did. She was wined and dined by the most famous stars in the world. James Stewart, Spencer Tracy and even Cary Grant were all vying for Diana's affections and her name next to theirs in the brightest of lights.

Eventually, much like those lights, Diana's career began to fade as well.

It started several years ago when she reached her late 30's. She just couldn't compete with the fresh new faces as all of the starring roles were going to younger girls. She couldn't compete with the likes of Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn. She was offered smaller and smaller roles. Eventually, the only roles she was offered were that of Mother's and she refused to be another Doris Day. And by the time she reached her 40's, the phone stopped ringing all together.

The few times that Diana did play a Mother, the audience never bought it. She couldn't be June Cleaver as the audience knew that was never her. She never settled down with a man and never had any children of her own. The audience knew this fact and quickly rejected her. Her agent suggested television roles, but none of them suited her.

There were no roles for an aging woman who could not play a Mother.

And so, for the past year, Diana has lived alone in her large mansion. She has shut herself off from the outside world as her part time staff does all of her work for her. A large metal fence keeps most intruders at bay and she is left in peace. She is left to her drinking and her loneliness. Diana was supposed to be a Starlet that would eventually burn out. However, as the months go by, she has turned in a Starlet that is just going to fade away.

As she drank her wine, Diana watched the rain fall into the large pool in the backyard. A very small pool house that would hold any materials her pool boy would need was at the edge of her property. The metal fence went around the entire property and she could see her entire backyard from her vantage point.

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Princess_Saturn

Posted July 17th, 2015 ~ 6:30 pm

Molly cursed, running from tree to tree. You couldn’t camp out under a tree, not in a storm that might well have lightning, but she needed the branches for cover. Even with them acting as a natural umbrella, the rain was already getting so heavy that Molly’s clothes were getting soaked. Her cigarette had become a comical bit of limp, waterlogged paper in this deluge, and if she didn’t find shelter soon, her snacks were going to be completely ruined and she’d be wet, cold, and hungry for the foreseeable future.

All in all, it was shaping up to be a rotten night for Molly, as so many were these days; she could look out for herself well enough during the day, but she’d rapidly started to run out of ways to keep warm and safe at night. In truth, Molly dreaded the coming of evening these days, but she’d never admit that; she’d never admit to dreading anything about her life, no matter how miserable it made her. She was a tough girl, and tough girls didn’t complain about how rough they had it.

At least I’m only soaked with water this time, she thought darkly to herself, but cut off that line of thought quickly. This was going to be a crummy enough night without embarrassing memories to go on top of it.

The trees started to thin, which was bad in many ways as Molly was now drenched, but she had to suppress a whoop of relief when she saw buildings; a huge, stately mansion surrounded by a metal fence, but more importantly, a small shed or pool house was right nearby, next to a pool rippling in the rain. She wasn’t stupid enough to go anywhere near the mansion, but a pool house was easy to hide in, and she might be able to steal some towels, maybe enough she could dry off and have something to keep warm tonight.

Molly climbed over the metal fence with practiced ease, and hugged herself and laughed as she skipped to the pool house; small as it was, it was shelter before she was even inside, and she loved it for that. Now she just needed to slip in…but that could wait a moment, she was starving.

Her snacks hadn’t fared well, but Molly slumped down against a corner of the pool house to devour the soggy treats, grateful for anything she could put in her stomach right now. She was so relieved to have something to eat and a space no rain was falling that it never occurred to Molly for a second that someone might see her trespassing; what kind of person was looking out at their pool on a day like today, after all?

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Miss Annie

Posted July 18th, 2015 ~ 9:13 pm

Diana had returned for her third bottle of wine, she thought about turning in for the evening. The television offered no relief for her depression and she was much too restless to get lost in one of her books. Her phone was not ringing and she knew that none of her friends would be willing to talk on this evening. With the rain pouring down and the fog clouding her mind, Diana decided to drink one more glass of wine, probably grab a sleeping pill and sleep for the rest of the evening.

It was when she was looking at the pool that she noticed a figure in her yard. Her eyes sharpened and she saw a small figure clad in jean fabric traipsing about her property. Sometimes, Diana's most hardcore fans have found her oasis and would bug her for an appearance or even an autographed. After several traumatic experiences, she had built the fence around her yard and put up the No Trespassing sign. Putting down her wine, she went over to call the proper authorities.

However, right before she was about to dial the numbers, the figure stopped and took shelter from the rain underneath the awning of her pool house. Diana was mesmerized by this figure as she suddenly realized that they weren't coming to rob her. They were trying to escape the pounding rain and look for some relief.

Squinting her eyes, Diana got a good look and realized how young they looked. Clad in all jean fabric and a little cigarette hanging by their mouth, Diana expected to see some teenage boy. She was expecting a much larger person who was used to being a vagrant. But, Diana's eyes deceived her mind as she saw a much smaller and younger figure. The person almost looked feminine and like a little child. This wasn't some hardened criminal, but a lost little girl out in the cold world.

Immediately, Diana's hard broke for the young child and she almost rushed out to meet her. But, she realized that would be the wrong approach. She couldn't stand by and watch the young thing starve and catch a cold in the rain. Suddenly, an idea popped into her mind as she put down her wine and went into the kitchen.

Diana went through the house and found the right items she would need for her task. She had plenty to spare as they would just go to waste without being used. She brought the items to the back door and placed them outside on the floor of the covered back porch. She quickly closed the door and then turned on the light to offer light in the darkness. Diana quickly returned to her wine to see if the young girl would take her bait.

Out on the porch, Diana had left a large pink fleece blanket with satin lining. The blanket was found in her hall closet and hadn't been touched in years. On top of the blanket was a very warm bowl of chicken noodle soup that Diana had just reheated. It was still steaming and would offer the warmth needed for the little girl. Hopefully, with these small provisions, the small child could at least stay warm for the evening.

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Princess_Saturn

Posted July 29th, 2015 ~ 2:55 am

@ Miss Annie

Molly’s snacks were meager fare, diminished further by rainwater; she felt only slightly less hungry when she’d forced them all down, and the taste was hardly a pleasant one. She’d just have to get use to the gnawing in her gut, she told herself. Tough girls like herself didn’t whine about bellyaches or being hungry when supper was too small! She’d just have to last until she could steal a real dinner for herself, that was all…well, do that and not get caught, that was the hard part. Molly considered herself one tough cookie, but her tummy still clenched in dread at the idea of someone catching her. She didn’t know exactly what would become of a girl in her position, but she’d bet it wasn’t good.

On instinct, Molly almost bolted off the property when she saw a light flick on, but stubborn refusal to abandon her only hope of shelter for the night had long since overwhelmed Molly’s better judgement and caution, and she stayed put, simply trying to make herself small and hide so she wasn’t seen. She was good at that, with her size; the one time she didn’t mind being on the small side.

When she dared to peek again, she didn’t see anyone looking around, but there were some things left out…Molly squinted for a moment, then blinked.

A blanket…and one that looked a lot comfier than the towels she was planning to steal and bed down in. She’d never been this cold before…and…and…SOUP. Oh, goodness, it was still steaming, and even at a distance it looked so much better than anything Molly had eaten in days…

It was a trap, a little voice whispered harshly. Nice things don’t just fall out of the sky while you’re on the run! You don’t ask for anything from anyone, because you won’t get anything anyhow. Don’t touch it! It’s some kind of a trick!

It was solid advice, but at this point Molly was so hungry and cold she found she didn’t care one little bit. She forced herself to count to ten to make sure no one peeked out, glanced around for anyone lying in wait, and then made a beeline for the blanket and soup, throwing caution to the winds. She was a scrapper, she told herself. She’d figure something out if someone tried to nab her and call the police, and she’d think (and run) better on a full stomach. Molly didn’t hesitate to wrap the blanket around herself right then and there, and fell upon the soup with the enthusiasm only a truly hungry child could muster. If this was a trap, she didn’t care. Feeling something warm in her tummy for once on a night like tonight made it worth it.

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Miss Annie

Posted July 31st, 2015 ~ 1:14 am

Like a Lioness, Diana watched every moment of Molly. She watched every nervous step with a deep intensity. Flicking her lips with her tongue, she was on pins and needles as she watched the young thing hoping to take the bait. She prayed that the poor dear wasn't too broken and that she still had hope inside of her. She believed that the person could be saved and maybe Diana could be the one to do it.

The person moved!

Putting the wine down, Diana moved on her heels throughout her home. Her peignoir set wafted in the wind that she created as she quickly made her way into the kitchen. Her heels clicked loudly on the linoleum floor until she was right outside the door that led to the back porch. With her heart racing and her breasts heaving, Diana paused with her back on the door as she waited for just a moment. Then, ever so slowly, Diana peeked out the window and finally saw the little creature.

It was a....little girl....

Diana was right. The little thing was just a tiny girl that was out on her own. Almost immediately, Diana's heart broke as she saw how frail and skinny the girl looked. Her hair looked like a complete mess and she was beyond filthy. She didn't want to say it, but she knew that the girl was homeless and she was slowly dying.

She may have been a teenager, but she was just a child in Diana's eyes. The child looked like she had been on the run for years and hadn't had a decent meal in almost that time. She fought back against the urge to throw open the door and let her inside. Much like a timid kitty, Diana had to be patient. With that in mind, she pulled her eyes from the window and then turned off the lights. She emptied out the rest of her wine and began to settle down for the evening.

Her pool boy always kept the pool house unlocked, so Diana knew the young girl would have a place to stay for the evening. It wasn't much, but hopefully it would be enough. Settling down in her large bed, Diana's mind raced at what more she could do to lure the girl out of hiding. She just hoped that the free shelter, food and items would be enough to keep the girl at her home for one more day. She just needed to show the young girl that Diana had a welcoming home for her to stay.

And for the first time in years, Diana went to sleep with a slow warming glow building inside of her heart.

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Princess_Saturn

Posted August 13th, 2015 ~ 5:58 am

@ Miss Annie

Molly felt like she’d just had a very pleasant dream as she finished the soup and pulled the blanket around herself…this couldn’t possibly be real. Things this nice didn’t just happen, especially not to girls like her.

And yet this had! She’d gone for the soup despite knowing it was probably a trap; she’d been hungry and desperate enough not to care. But no trap had been sprung. She was warm and full for the first time in WEEKS, and she didn’t even have to outrun a policeman or a shop owner to get it.

Part of her kept its nose to the wind for someone trying to close a snare set with these gifts, but a part of her decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth and accept the bizarre little miracle while it lasted, scampering back to the pool house with her new blanket and shutting herself in, wrapping herself up quickly to stay warm.

It was a nice blanket, Molly thought to herself. Much nicer than any of the ones she’d ever had before…it had a sort of a scent to it, feminine and reassuring. Molly had never had many nice things in her life, but she could feel a sense of luxury in this blanket; it had come from a comfortable home. Molly felt a little pang of guilt for taking something so nice from somebody else, but it still didn’t change her resolution to keep the blanket for herself; it had been left out without a care if she took it, and she needed something to keep warm at night…Molly didn’t care if the owner expected it back, the world owed her a nice thing or two every now and then.

The blanket’s warmth and scent were like an embrace as Molly slipped into uneasy sleep.

“Ah, baloney!”

“I’m not makin’ it up! My mom’s alive, and she’s comin’ back for me soon!”

“Who do you think you’re fooling? If you know your mom so well, what’s she look like?”

“W-Well…she’s tall. And real pretty, like in pictures! She’s got really pretty dresses!”

“That could be Diana Moore for all you know. Face it, dolly, if your mom was around and could afford swanky clothes you wouldn’t be here.”

“D-Don’t call me dolly! And d-d-don’t talk about my mom like that! She’s gonna be back soon, you wait and see!”

“Betcha a dollar? Aw, look, dolly’s cryin’ again!”

Molly jerked awake, shaking the mocking laughter of other children out of her head. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been asleep, but it was light enough to travel. Best not to overstay her welcome.

Unfortunately, as she got up she heard the sound of rain outside, much lighter than before but still terrible for travel in. This was the only pair of clothes she had, and they were still damp from last night…if she went out in this, her new blanket was going to be ruined, and fast.

Molly had never stayed long anywhere she’d slept before, but she peered at the house, not noticing anyone looking for her, and sank to the floor of the poorhouse, keeping her blanket wrapped around her.

Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to stay a LITTLE longer. Just waiting out the storm, and then she’d be off, she told herself. No one was looking for her so far. What could it hurt?

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Miss Annie

Posted August 14th, 2015 ~ 1:04 am

'Mommy! I'm cold!'

Diana woke with a shock as the sweat had reached her brow that started during that horrible dream. The sun was beginning to climb over the horizon and Diana tried to shake the terrible dream from her mind. She never had dreams like that before and now they felt so vivid. Diana was looking for this baby that was alone in the world shivering to death in the night. That girl on her property had obviously seeped into her mind and Diana could not get her out of her head.

Heading downstairs, she made herself a simple breakfast and went about her day. But first, she went outside and brought in the soup bowl from last night. A smile came to her face as every last drop of the soup was gone and so was the pink blanket. At least the little girl had a warm stomach and something to protect her from the cool night air. The rain continued to fall, so Diana went back inside and upstairs to change her clothes.

With such a large mansion and only one person living inside, most of the rooms were quite empty. It never bothered Diana until she passed by a guest room that was ready to house any guest. With a sudden idea, Diana decided to head out and do some shopping because hopefully that guest room would be in use very soon.

Right before she left the house, Diana was a bit shocked to see her pool boy show up for his weekly cleaning. Diana didn't want him to scare off the little girl, so she had to stop him before any damage was done. As he walked to the pool, Diana opened the door and greeted the young man. Diana put open her umbrella to keep herself warm as she would be leaving the house at any moment.

"Juan! Juan! There is no need to clean the pool today. With all of this rain we have been getting, it is not necessary for today. I am about to head out, so please, you can go now. Thank you dearie!"

And with that, the pool boy was gone. Diana's voice was loud enough to hear above the raindrops and she could easily bring attention to herself. With her umbrella, coat, gloves and hat, Diana was ready to do some shopping. She waited until the pool boy left and she took a long look at the pool house. Diana didn't know if her little stowaway was still there, but she hoped she would return for the evening. She had a big meal planned and was thinking of doing something extra special for her.

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Princess_Saturn

Posted September 7th, 2015 ~ 8:49 pm

@ Miss Annie

Molly nearly had a heart attack when she peeked out the window only to see a young man clearly on his way to the pool.

A pool boy! Of all the things that could’ve happened after she decided to take a risk and not go out in the rain a little longer, here came someone that might find her out! He was sure to make a beeline for the pool house with the weather like this, and while Molly hadn’t exactly put her finger on what exactly had happened with the blanket and bowl of soup last night, she was willing to chalk it up to an unlikely flicker of charity from whoever lived in that swanky mansion in hopes she’d go away afterwards. Someone who was really rolling in it could afford to be out a nice blanket if it got a trespasser off their property without cops poking around the place, Molly speculated. A pool boy was not someone in such a position to be charitable, and if she got caught and the owner of this place found out she’d stuck around, SOMEONE was going to call the police on her, and then Molly was in real trouble.

She was about to hide, hoping to spot an opening and make a run for it, when she heard someone outside dissuading the boy from coming any closer. Bewildered, she risked a peek out the window, and nearly had a heart attack again.

Holy cats, is that DIANA MOORE?

Molly was starting to wonder if she’d fallen asleep at some point, and this whole mansion was a dream. This didn’t seem at all possible. You didn’t just get a blanket and a warm meal left out for you one rainy night by a stranger. An actress whose pictures had been some of your favorites didn’t turn out to be your mysterious benefactor, and Molly was CERTAIN she didn’t live in a world where a lady as famous as Diana Moore was sticking her neck out to help a nobody like her. Molly had gotten used to normal people giving her dirty looks, like she was the dust under their feet, and Diana was a STAR. Molly had never met a celebrity before, but she always imagined them to be…special. Classier than normal folks. She remembered how elegant and pretty Diana had been in all her pictures; there was no way somebody like that was just going to pop out of nowhere and give her a hand when she was in a jam, and yet to suggest that was not happening right now would be to disbelieve the evidence of her own eyes.

Molly drew back from the window, frightened that something would happen momentarily to reverse her confusing little moment of good fortune, but when she dared to look again, Diana was heading off somewhere, leaving the pool completely unguarded.

Run for it now, a little voice urged her. You know you won’t get that lucky twice. Get lost while the getting’s good, girl.

Molly almost bolted into the rain, but she didn’t have a direction, or a plan that made it worth braving the rain…and more than that, there was something going on here, something she didn’t get. Molly was utterly stumped why the only indications Diana was aware of her trespassing on her property was the famous actress doing things that helped her stay there, but she got the feeling she’d never find out if she ran for it now, and it was going to bother her.

It was a gamble, but Molly decided to sit tight against her better judgement. She’d see what came of all this…and if it was bad, she was young and she was fast; she could still run for it later.

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Miss Annie

Posted September 12th, 2015 ~ 8:25 pm

The large mansion was empty for several hours and Diana was nowhere to be found. Hardly anybody noticed any activity at Diana's mansion during the day, so many people considered it haunted. Today, on the overcast and rainy day, the mansion had no lights on it whatsoever and looked like it had been abandoned.

However, that was simply not the case as a large and almost brand new Cadillac sedan showed up late in the afternoon. Diana had been busy the entire day doing some shopping and revising her plan for the evening. Tonight, the trap would be set and Diana had to make sure the preparations were ready. With just a few hours and several packages to unwrap, Diana went to work and began to prepare her trap for the little guest in her backyard.

It was almost the exact same time from the evening before that the glaring light turned on the back porch. The light was beacon and hopefully would be able to attract Diana's guest. With one last deep breath, Diana opened the door and brought out a large plate of food. This time, the food was covered on a silver tray to keep its warmth and protect it from the elements. Inside, a large and mouth watering pork chop was steaming, cool applesauce and a side of green beans filled out the meal. The silver tray and cover were placed next to the door along with a rather cute item. Diana had grabbed a little teddy bear and placed it next to the food. The teddy bear would match the pink blanket and be even more incentive to let the little girl out of her hiding hole.

And with the bait set, Diana walked inside and shut the door. However, unlike yesterday, there were a few changes. Diana stayed in the kitchen as she could hear when the girl would gravitate towards the food. This is when Diana would strike. She was just a few feet away from the door and Diana was ready to open it and pounce. She had more surprises planned, but they involved the little girl not sleeping in the pool house for the evening. All that was going to hopefully change as Diana waited patiently for her moment to strike.

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