Disclaimer: I do not own uglydolls. I also do not own the pictures, or the songs.

(This is a uglydolls 2019 fanfic)

(Its, Lou and ox-centric)

(Warning there is arguing that might be a bit sensitive to viewers)

(I haven't uglydolls a lot, so forgive if some of the characters are ooc..)

(This takes place during the events of the movie..)

(Two updates in one day. Damn, I am good.)

(qwertuno  and In13579)

(Hope you enjoy this little fic~😗)

Surprise

/səˈprʌɪz/

1. (of something unexpected) cause (someone) to feel mild astonishment or shock.

2. to strike or occur to with a sudden feeling of wonder or astonishment, as through unexpectedness.

The thing that had been said to Ox was absolutely surprising. Those words that had been told to him had set off a feeling off both dread and nostalgia.

Dread because he doesn't want to go back there, the place that he had been tormented and bullied for years to an end. The place where the now ex-love of his life coukd be with another doll.

Nostalgia becuase a part of still wants to. To see the one who gave him a purpose. To see the one who he met all those yeare ago.

In a sick way, the leader of perfection helped him realize his purpose. If he had not sent Ox to his potential desty, he would never have found the furnace. Where those dolls were suffering.

Their screams haint him daily. The desperation in their eyes. But the screams, oh god, the screams. So loud, so loud, so DAMN LOUD-

Luckybat kissing him snaps Ox out of it. Even when he is supposed to be loving him right now, his thoughts and heart always somehow direct to Lou in some kind of way. He doesn't know how, they just do.

It was sad, yet the hope filled him with giddiness. He was excited about seeing his ex more thsn being with his current boyfriend.

I truly am sick. That thought repeats in his head. I must be if I'm still fucking reminiscing today.

Ha sighs and kisses back, but his thoughts have never once landed on the bat. He doesn't even haunt his dreams. Isn't that what someone you loved was supposed to do?

His eyes stare into the distance, the sun shines brightly in the town. There is always good weather here. No rain or storm ever enters here until everyone is miserable.

But no, they are happy. He is happy. At least, he is in the eyes of the others.

"Sorry, Moxy." His voice cracks just a little, but not enough to make her worried from her current excitement. "What did you say?"

"We found a way through the Pipe!" She squeals, her bouncing indicates it all. "We're gonna go today, Uglydog is getting the others as we speak. You wanna come with us?"

That question sends so many emotions through Ox, he lost count at thirteen.

Despair, happiness, anger, betrayal, hatred, love, etc.

His body feels like it is about to snap. Ox is not used to feeling these things at once. His mask is slipping, he can tell. He needs to be enthusiastic, he needs to be joyful.

He needs to be fake.

The sun shines just a little brighter, as if exhibiting his guilt.

Huh, Lou. He thinks. Looks like your not the only one who has to pretend.

He isn't lying.

He walks over to his desk and looks at the leader in front of him. Ox feels excited for today's lesson. It was a couple of months before he would leave for the big world.

Happiness seeps through him as the leader walks on stage. Ox still remembers how he held hand out when he first got here. It made him feel warm on his cheeks.

Was Ox blushing?

No, you can't have feelings for him. For God's sake, you only met him weeks ago.

But his beating heart states otherwise. It beats just a little faster.

The leader smiles at him, Lou smiled at him, but it is a little off. Like it isn't his own. "Meet our new doll. He just arrived with the new batch, his name is..."

He seemed to struggle, but his eyes spark.

"-His name is Ox."

His smile seems a bit true then.

"So, we have a lesson?" Lou sounds like he doesn't know himself. "Huh, I wish I'd been told. Ahem, sorry, I just didn't expect the batch so soon. You all wish to go to the big world?"

His smile is so fake the even the dolls see it.

"Let's get on with the lesson then."

The others stare at him with hope, he just can't crush it. They are his best friends after all. Especially Moxy, she is like a little sister to him.

He doesn't want to let them down, but his selfless side knows that he should stay here. That he shouldn't go back because he knows that he broke a promise that he made years ago.

The guilt haunts him daily and nightly. It seeps into his brain and makes his heart thump so fast that he thinks it's going to hurl out of him.

Ox knows he is a hypocrite. He doesn't need anybody to remind him that. The gaping hole in his chest is enough along with the memories that plague him in his sleep.

Am I really selfish enough to do this? To go to the place where he is. The person who I used to and still love today.

Ox doesn't know. His selfless and selfish side battles for dominance in his mind. They compete to win over his thoughts.

I might see him again.

I broke the promise.

I might have a chance.

I don't deserve it.

They fight to win over him, each suggests different things. But you know what they say.

Ox walked over to the leader who seemed exhausted. Lou had just finished teaching a class and wanted to get rid of the dolls as soon as possible. He seemed to be in a depressed mood.

"Sometimes, selfishness wins." Lou spoke softly. "It's in a doll's nature to what something. You are justified."

Lou is sat down on a desk next to him, Ox approached him after class with a question. It had been surprising for him.

Their eyes stare in silence. Lou secretly wishes for the doll to leave. But Ox sees the cigarette in his hand, he can't hide out forever.

"You smoke?"

He smiles bitterly. "It helps with stress-"

Lou puffs a smoke out. It rises from his mouth and releases nicotine into his body. He feels relaxed. Ox can tell. But it's bad as well.

"You ever think about quitting?" He asks with a brow. "Your selfish side is showing."

He chuckles, and his smile is not his fake one for once. "You don't know my selfish side."

It's a broken smile.

One from a doll who had been forced to be what society wanted. Be some doll who he wasn't. Ox sees the desperate cry for help underneath the perfection.

"You wanna be friends?" He asked. "This is my selfless side."

The cigarette is dropped in shock and desperation. Shock because of the question. Desperation from wanting to answer it.

He is determined not to let his role ruin this. "Yeah, I guess." The reply is casual. "I don't mind. But training is tomorrow, get some rest."

"Okay."

Ox knows the blonde is pushing him away. His selfless side wants to keep him from the demons inside of his mind. But his selfish one wants to tell it.

To let the bunny know his pain.

But Lou doesn't do that. Instead, he shrugs. "Go now."

His selfless side wins, and Ox's selfish one leaves.

Two different ones were present then. The selfish and the selfless.

The damage that the sides had done was unforgivable. So, so much fucking damage.

Ox still remembers the incident. The day that all things had gone to hell.

His friends bring him to reality, they are practically begging for him to say the word that would decide his fate. He wants to say it.

But the answer would make him see him again. The one who he both loved and hated in equal measured.

He has a feeling that the leader feels the same about him.

The sky is so clear that Ox's vision blues for a second, he feel like fainting due to the heat. The sun is there to make sure their bodies are warm for the day.

It feels like it is sent there to mess with his mind.

But his answer come out of his mouth without his permission, like a spirit has taken over his body and is forcing his actions.

He obligation and promise to make the dolls happy rules him. It possesses him, it takes over him.

He looked Moxy and the others in the eyes, he feels Luckybat squeeze his hand. It's like he knows about his fears and anxiety.

He knows that he will regret this.

"....Yes."

***

Fill

/fɪl/

Verb

1. hold and perform the expected duties of (a post or role).

2. satisfy or fulfil (a want or need).

The morning sun shines through the window, but two dolls don't pay attention. Lou is trying to fill the empty void in that bothers him on daily basis.

He pins Nolan to the wall of his room, their mouths connect in a kiss that is suppose to make a doll feel loved, needed, cared for.

Lou feels none of those as the lips battle for dominance. His win of course, he is the leader, he is not the submissive follower. He sometimes wished he was.

Everyone expects him to know everything about perfection and how it is to be perfect. He, himself, is not perfect though, he feels like an ugly.

Not on the inside, but on the in. He fakes his smiles, fakes his actions, expressions, words. Lou has to hold back what he wants to say.

Those dolls will never probably get through. A voice whispers on his head, it feels like it breathes in his ear. He finds it disturbing. Not like you can, either.

He tries to shush the voice in head as Nolan suddenly pins him to the wall. They fight for dominance like ferals. Lucky for Lou that he likes it rough.

Their lips clash in a bruising kiss, their clothes are long forgotten. Lou still has his pants on though, he wasn't needy. Not like whiny, little horny Nolan.

"Slut." He purrs, he likes causing others pain. "You like that, don't you?"

He likes to take his pain on others, it makes him feel a little better for his actions and feelings on a basis of day to night of darkness in his mind.

It takes over at moments like these, takes over his mind. Makes him less sane. He craves that loss of control, Lou wants to be the one to learn.

Ironic, he knows. But he can't help what his desires want. It just comes in instinct.

His arms being the other closer and he wraps his legs around Nolan's waist. The other seems to like this as he allows it to happen.

Lou is desperate for this void to be filled, it consumes both his mind and soul. It drains him daily.

But this, oh God, he craves this. Not being alone, being with someone. Even if it only calms the void temporarily, it still puts it to rest. His mind registers that he isn't alone for once. It is enough for it then.

Arms wrap around him, and he is slammed into the wall. Lou's mind is blank of all thought. He can only focus on the lust consuming it while Nolan knees his area.

"Ahh~" He moans quietly. "Mmm~"

Nolan knows what he wants and how to get it. He doesn't care that it's morning for once, Lou feels the void fade away and lust fill his body.

His mind blurs from the pleasure he is receiving. Nolan knows how to go rough and gentle with him.

His back hits the bed as he continues to speed up. His pants had come off somehow a long time ago.

The sun goes into his eyes as if protesting his actions. Like he is committing a sin and he needs to stop before he would be in hell.

Heaven and hell can fuck off. He can barely make the thought as he screams in pleasure. This is mine.

It's something that Lou personally owns. He own the time he has to receive the temporary companionship he craves.

His life isn't his, his identity isn't his, not even his own mind is his.

Nothing belongs to him except this. His addiction.

Nolan kisses his neck and nuzzles it in a certain spot that makes Lou see stars, the male doesn't speak. Lou doesn't want him to.

"No talking or romanticism."

Those are his rules. Easy to follow in his opinion. Nolan wants to be with him, he has to do that. All he has to is be quiet in sex, and not to be romantic in public.

Easy. Lou thinks. Only those who aren't worthy don't do it.

He knows that he is harsh, but he doesn't care. This is his time to be normal. His body does what he desires, not the factory's.

Lou feels like they will find out about his absences and late marks to lessons, but he can't give a crap. The time he has right now is too much for his mind to consider two things at once. Reality is thrown out the window, his self-control is lost.

He briefly imagines that he is on top doing the deed, but it is Ox under him like those years ago. He will never forget the pleasure that only he could provide for him.

He stared at the green bunny with love as the other screamed in pleasure. Lou knows that it isn't out of pain though.

"Are you okay?" He asks gently and slows. "I can stop if you want?"

Just becuase he goes rough on the bunny doesn't mean he was an animal. He was the leader of perfection after all.

"N-No." Ox pants and Lou moans when his pelvis clutches tighter. "I just lost my self control, I guess."

His screams in the pillow indicate thst. It is night as they do this. Lou is supposed to be giving him 'extra lessons'. He kinda was in a way, but it had somehow ended up to this. He doesn't even know how.

They're on the couch in his living room, there are windows that aren't curtained. It means that dolls could see them in this position.

For some reason, Ox has a kink for it. Lou doesn't even question why.

His control is being lost as the other looks so fucking desirable under him. Beneath him. The one who he commands. The one who wants him.

His heart beats a little faster and it feels alive at this moment. The bunny had somehow captured his attention and heart at the same heart. He feels grateful that fate allowed him this.

But it has to stay secret, the consequences are too dire if he gets caught. It would be worse for the bunny as well. Lou would probably be let off with a warning, but Ox would be recycled.

He had only barely managed to convince the factory to allow an ugly to stay. He was on thin ice at this very moment.

Being kissed by the bunny makes the thought go. He had turned around and pulled him in. Lou is pulled down and they switch positions. He is under Ox now.

This just felt right.

Their lips connedy in one of their first kisses. It's desperate and sloppy. They both don't have much experience.

Ox grinds him and Lou feels himself groan. His hips lift.

The bunny grins in a feral way. "You ready to be pleasured, MY Leader?"

He smiles and his eyes are filled with lust. "...Yes."

Ox pleasures him until they pass out from it. Lou loves it.

His mind is pulled out of it as Nolan hits his senstive bit. Lou can't help but scream the name out ss he does this. He screams out the wrong name.

"OX!" He cries and he feels happiness for a moment. "O-Ox..."

He is too lost in the bliss to notice the error he made. His mind doesn't register it for a few moments until he notices Nolan's horrified expression.

They stare in silence until Lou notices something on his desk stand.

He talks then, and commands. "Do it."

The medicine is put into him in a second. His feels his memories slowly being repressed until the bunny is just a distant thought at the back of his mind.

His eyes open when the pain goes.

When the hell did I close them?

He grabs his head and moans in pain. He turns on his back slightly.

Nolan grabs him and helps him up. "Hey, it's ok."

Lou is a bit limp in his grip. He allows the affection as his mind tries to register what is going on around him.

He coughs a little and he clings onto Nolan for support. He feels the other's breath hitch. Lou isn't usually as weak as this.

We did just make love.

That was a good explanation.

Lou gets his suit on and is eventually able to go without any support. He feels himself grab Nolan's hand.

An obligation to their relationship.

He really fucking hates it.

Lou feel the urge to grab the cigarette. Yep, he hasn't given up the best habit. He relapsed after the bunny left.

There is an unusual hatred as he thinks of him.

He doesn't realise that his memories might come back later.

"Let's go, we have dolls to teach."

The other looks him in the eyes.

Lou is filling his purpose now, and his sadistic smile to punish dolls suddenly appear.

He doesn't realise the trouble that will appear soon.

He doesn't know much the past will come back to haunt him on today of all days.

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