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

(This is a uglydolls 2019 Oneshot)

(Its, lou-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 before the events of the movie. And it might take place in the movie after)

(Warning: This is not going to be a kind oneshot..)

(Hope you enjoy this little fic~😗)

Justice

/ˈdʒʌstɪs/

Noun

1. the administration of the law or authority in maintaining this.

2. the set of agencies and processes established by governments to control crime and impose penalties on those who violate laws.

In Lou's opinion, justice was a joke.

You could only get it if you were in an 'important' person to the universe. You could get it when you were a good person.

You could get it when you haven't done a damn thing in life to deserve it. But no, the people who had actually suffered in life NEVER got it!

All they got was punishment, and an even more mess in life that it expected you to ckean up yourself!

The former leader was curled up on a small bed in Ox's house that was in Uglyville.

He was in one of the spare rooms, and it seemed like he was under house arrest.

What a absolute nightmare.

The nightmare wasn't that he was under house arrest, it wasn't because he had practically been kidnapped from the institute of perfection, it wasn't even the fact that Lou was awaiting 'trial' (whatever the hell that meant).

It was the fact that he was in Ox's house. The (ugly) doll who he despised, the one ugkydoll that he really didn't like.

"How ironic.." He laughed. "I get stuck with the doll who I really don't like..."

He sat up, and stared out the window.

The stars are beautiful... He thought, a smile on his face. I didn't know that there was a day and night here, wonder why the spy girls never told me that...

They were bright, and they sparkled like diamonds in a cave. They were so enchanting, and Lou fekt he was hypnotized by them.

He felt like he could forget his problems...

The door creaked open. "Lou?"

He is snapped out of his thoughts, and turns to see the doll that he doesn't like. The doll that he somehow fears.

Ox.

Key words: Don't like.

He could never hate him, he just couldn't. After all, they had history together.

"Just wanted to tell you that your interrogation is tomorrow" He told him. "And that your trial is next week"

Oh yay... Lou thought bitterly. I REALLY wanted to know that..

He didn't say a word back to Ox, he never did since he had come here. And that was around 3 weeks ago.

Their bond was too shattered to be repaired.

"Just wanted to let you know..."

The other has a shattered face on him, as if Lou's actions are hurting him.

But as they say, 'Karma is a bitch'.

He has to give Ox credit, at least he is making an attempt to talk to him.

Lou almkst didn't want him to give up.

Almost.

Lou closes his eyes, and exhales. He really doesn't have the patience to deal with this.

Ox has already hurt him in the past, what more does he want from him?!

He glares at the other, awkward sioence reigning the room.

Lou snaps.

"Can you just shut up?..." His voice is filled with rage. "You're already annoying me!"

Ox takes one good look at Lou, and he comes to a realization. Lou's eyes are dead and cold, as if he has nothing to live for. Yet, there is still life in there. Just not a good one.

Lou's eyes widen, he didn't mean to speak. Why did he have to talk?

Now Ox looked hurt, but he doesn't talk to him.

"Good night.." He says, his voice laced with a hint of happiness.

Lou hears the door close, and lies down back on the bed.

He hears his inner demons speak to him.

Peace of crap...

"Feed him to the dog!"

"Give him back to the baby!..."

The voices tell him he isn't worthy of life, and they replay things from his past to prove.

"Tear the stuffing out of him!.."

You are nothing!...

He finally gives in, and lets the tears fall.

He sobs and sobs, and the water falls down his face.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!.."

He SCREAMS out his pain, he shrieks, he screams, and he shouts it out for the world to hear.

Lou knows he is having a mental breakdown, he can't bring himself to care.

The door had to be soundproof if Ox can't hear him right now.

After he manages to calm down, Lou collapses back onto the bed, holding the pillow next to him like a lifeline. It's the closest thing to physical contact that he has (even though he has never really hugged anyone).

He holds it close to him, like a child does wifh their stuffed toy.

He feels the tiredness crawl, and he surrenders to sleep's claim.

It's the closest thing he has to peace.

***

Interrogation

/ɪnˌtɛrəˈɡeɪʃ(ə)n/

Noun

1. To ask someone many questions in a formal situation. (Often in a forceful way that can be seen as threatening).

2. to ask someone a lot of questions for a long time in order to get information.

So, this was what interrogation was?

Lou had to say that he was disappointed. He was currently sat in a chair, and in a blank white room.

If this was some attempt to intimidate him, he had to say that the dolls were failing at it. And like he would tell the truth.

(A/N: Lou never told the dolls that his big secret in this one (and Ox never told them that him and Lou were friends). So they have no idea why he tried to destroy the portal. Okay?~👍)

He sighed. Would he ever tell them the truth?

Lou, then had the feeling that he was being watched. It had to be a secret camera that he didn't 'know about'.

He scanned the room, but nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.

The dolls were more clever than they were given credit for.

Suddnely, just like yesterday, he heard a door open. "Lou..."

He lifted his gaze, and saw Mandy, Ox, Nolan, moxy, and the spy girls (Tuesday, Lydia, and Kitty).

"So?" Lou chuckled, the irony of the situation sinking in. He was in a room with all the people that had caught and stopped him at perfection. "What bring you here? What made you get the sense to kidnap me?!..."

They drew hack, cringing at the accusation, but Mandy spoke up. "We decided that we needed to get justice, and find out why you just decided to destroy the portal like that..."

"Oh.." He spat sarcastically. "And you didn't get the sense to just ask me...."

"Would you have even told us?" Moxy retorted.

Lou stayed silent.

"Thought so.." Giggled Kitty, and her girls joined her.

Lou just glared at the, and crossed his arms as he leaned back into the chair.

He smirked. "Like you said, why would I tell you anything?..."

Moxy picked up on the hint of sorrow behind Lou's statement. And she felt a stab of sympathy hit her, but why? What was his reason?

They only had around 4-5 days to find out, and she knew thst Lou wasn't going to crack.

"You might as well just tell us, Lou..." Nolan sighed. "It might save you at the trial next week..."

"Maybe some things are to hard to say..." They heard him murmur. "Maybe a soul is too shattered to even talk about it..."

Ox knew what Lou was on about, but dared to not speak.

Then, Lou looked at Ox.

They him outright glare at the other. "So, you never told them anything, either?"

Ox looked up, and Lou gasped at the look in his eyes.

It was a challenge look (or one where you see who sings better).

Or it meant that someone wanted to sing with you.

Everyone saw it.

"Are you two?..." Nolan trailed off.

"Lou?" Ox's tone was serious. "If I beat tou, you will tell them the truth..."

"But If i beat you?" Lou snorted, ableit there was no humour behind it. "You have to tell everyone your truth...old friend..."

Everyone gasped. "What?!"

Moxy and Mandy couldn't belive it. Ox somehow knew Lou.

Ox extended his hand. "So, do we have a deal?"

He smirked, and to everyone's relief, he extended his hand and shook it with the other.

They heard him chuckle, then repeat.

"It's a deal...."

***

Challenge

/ˈtʃalɪn(d)ʒ/

Noun

1. a call to someone to participate in a competitive situation or fight to decide who is superior in terms of ability or strength.

2. invite (someone) to engage in a contest.

Believe it or not, Lou had always liked a challenge.

It always gave him a fresh start, a new way to take out the competition. It gave him new ways to come up with techniques to help himself, and others.

But this challenge, he did not like.

At all.

He had been stupid for accepting Ox's offer in the first place. But he couldn't help himself, he had wanted to prove the green bastard wrong.

He wanted to win.

He wanted to prove that he wasn't weak.

Lou coukdn't go through the isolation again, he couldn't go through the torment again.

He couldn't let himself be a PRISONER again.

He had already been stuck in perfection once (though, he wondered how he coukd leave. He waa programmed to stay there no matter what).

Why did he agree to this stupid little competition?

Ox had sung before, he was just shy of it. He had never shown his voice in public, what had made him change his mind?

Lou didn't care, but he was a little curious.

"What made you change your mind?" He asked him, arms folded.

Ox smirked confidentky, and Lou had to admit that he was surprised by the act of the usually reserved doll.

"Nothing" Ox replied. "I just wanted to sing~..."

"Yeah, but why with me?"

"Because it will remind me of the old times" Ox sighed. "Before everything that happened between us.."

Dammit, how did Ox have the ability to make Lou feel sympathetic for him?!

"I don't get why you just didn't tell them on your own..." He asked. "You coukd have easily told the story yourself..."

"Yeah, but I don't know the WHOLE story" He admitted, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck.

Lou froze, then felt fear creep its way through him.

No, no, no, he couldn't tell the whole story!

He couldn't believe what Ox had done!

But if he tried to back out of this, the dolls might just jail him up straight away. And lord knows that he didn't want that.

Unkess, I want to be trapped again... He thought, feeling a shiver go up his spine.

"You bastard..." Lou whispered, barely able to control his urge to hurt Ox. "I can't believe you..."

Ox froze in fear.

Just as he took a step foward, they heard someone call out. "Guys, it's time..."

Ox got lucky.

Lou sighed, and he took a stance. Ox did the same.

Luckily, thry only had the group from earlier as their audience.

Thank God...

That was sarcastic, Lou hated God (no offense).

(A/N: This song is 'lovely' by Billie eillish and I will editing the lyrics a bit..)

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(Ox)

"Thought we found a way
Thought I found a way out (found)
But you never go away (never go away)
So I guess I gotta stay now.."

(Lou and Ox)

"Oh, I hope someday I'll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years.."

(Lou)

"Need a place to hide, but we can't find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside we can't fight my fear..

(Ox)

Isn't it lovely? All alone

Heart made of glass, your mind of stone.."

(Lou)

"Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home.."

(Ox)

"Walking out of time
Looking for a better place (looking for a better place)
Something's on your mind
Always in your head space.."

(Lou..)

"But I know someday I'll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near
Wanna feel alive outside I can't fight my fear.."

(Ox)

"Isn't it lovely? All alone
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone.."

(Lou)

"Tear me to pieces, skin to bone.."

(Ox)

"Hello. Welcome home.."

(Lou and Ox)

"Whoa, yeah
Yeah, ah
Whoa, whoa
Hello, welcome home..."

Moxy and the others were absolutely shocked after that performance.

Ox and Lou had sounded perfect together.

Jesus, Ox was good at singing!

Moxy wondered why he didn't do it more often. He was great!

Then, Ox spoke. "So Lou, will you tell the truth?"

They all looked at the mentioned doll, pleading looks one all of their faces.

Lou looked won at the ground, and Ox swore he saw a tear go down his face.

Am I ready?.. Lou thought. Can I tell my real past? Can I really tell the entire truth? Will they judge me? Will they cast me aside like the others?...

Then, a certain thought kept repeating in his head.

I don't want to be rejected again! I don't want to be rejected again! I don't want to be rejected again! I don't want to be rejected again! I don't want to be rejected again!-..

He didn't realize that he had been saying that out loud until he heard somebody yell. "LOU!"

He then snalled out of his thought-induced trance, and looked at the dolls with a fearful look in his eyes.

"I-I-I'll think about it..." He stuttered, trying to regain his composure. "I need to go."

Lou then ran off, knowing the consquences of doing that.

He didn't care though, and he didn't stop until he got to Ox's house, and in the comfort of the bed in the samll room that he had gotten used to.

***

Frustration

/frʌˈstreɪʃn/

Noun

1. an event or circumstance that causes one to feel frustrated.

2. the feeling of being upset or annoyed as a result of being unable to change or achieve something.

That was how he felt in that moment. It felt like the world was crashing on him.

Lou could swear that his personality was nearky altered.

He had gone from a cocky and confident doll, to this constantly worried and fearful one.

You could guess that he was an empty sheel of what he once was.

"Lou?" Ox's voice made him sit up on his bed. "Are you alright?"

He just chuckled. "Yes, because I'm going to be forced to tell my past tomorrow. No big deal!"

He knew that he was hurting the other's feelings, but Lou didn't care. What about his feelings?!

Everybody dubbed him the bad guy. But what about them?!

They didn't care what he had to say! They never attempted to figure him out! They just threw him to the curb! They abandoned him!

He didn't realize that he was sobbing until he felt Ox pull him in for a hug.

For some reason, he didn't protest, and he buried his head into the other's shoulder. His tears staining Ox, but he didn't care. His brother needed comfort right bow, and he was going to give it him.

"They..." Lou sobbed, humiliated at his moment of weakness. "They abandoned me..." 

Ox felt himself want to gasp, but he held it in. He laid the other down. "It's ok, Lou. You don't have to say 'out. Just go asleep.."

Lou's arms count to Ox, feeling bad at how he treated him last time. "I'm sorry, Ox. Please forgive me..."

"I already have..."

"Can you stay? You don't have to.." Lou sighed. "Like the old times?"

Ox felt surprised, but he felt himself nod all the same. "Of course I will..."

For the first time in a long time, Lou felt happiness well up in him. He huugged the other close to him, closed his eyes, and slowed his breathing.

Before he went to sleep, he whispered. "Thank you.."

"Your welcome, Lou.." Ox replied, hugging the other back. "Your welcome.."

***

Trial

/ˈtrʌɪəl/

Noun

1. a formal examination of evidence by a judge, typically before a jury, in order to decide guilt in a case of criminal or civil proceedings.

2. a formal meeting in a law court, at which a judge and jury listen to evidence and decide whether a person is guilty of a crime.

So, this was a trial?

Lou was puzzled by this.

A load of dolls were sat in chairs, their gazes hard and judging.

Lou was sat by a desk, he was sat in a chair that was uncomfortable, but he didn't care complain. He didn't want to irritate the other dolls any further.

But still, he hated the way that they were looking at him. It got annoying.

"Will all of the dolls rise for judge Judy?" Moxy spoke, and she stood next to the poll. 

The dolls obeyed.

The type 12 doll walked in a black cloak, and Lou had to keep himself from laughing.

That looks like a halloween costume!....

But he didn't say that out loud, but he still had his thoughts.

"You may all sit down..."

The dolls started to murmur, and Judy strated to bang her gavel.

"Order, order!" Everything went quiet. "Lou, do you plead guilty or not guilty to the charges against you?(kidnapping, attempted murder, and psychological abuse).."

Lou smirked, he couldn't help himself. "I plead the fifth~.."

Ox felt irritation rise up in him, what was Lou playing at?!

He looker at the other, and he winked at him.

"Lou..." He growled lowly, and the other sighed.

What a party pooper!...

"I plead guilty"  Lou replied emotionlessly. "There's no point in trying to deny it. It would just get me more time than I 'deserve'..."

The judge seemed shocked tyst Lou pleaded guilty, but she still spoke. "Thank you, Lou. Would you pkease tell us why you did this?"

His thoughts started to go into panic mode again, but Lou forced himself to be calm. He might as well get it over with.

Ox came up to his side. He out a hand on his shoulder, and whispered. "You can do this..."

He looked up, and saw all the dolls looking at him. Lou sighed.

"Have you ever felt lonely?" He asked, folding his arms. "Have you what it was like to be alone, even though there were other dolls surrounding you? That you were somehow different from then, and they didn't even know?"

Moxy felt a sting in her heart at this.

"Have you ever watched others have something that you can't?" Lou continued. "Did it ever occur to anyone to anyone why I stayed around? Did you ever figure out that I AM FORCED BY THE FACTORY TO BE HERE?! THAT I CAN'T GO TO THE HIG WORLD?!"

He calmed himself, and the last sentence was spoken quietly. "I am forced to remain, becuase I am not a real doll. I am a prototype..."

The entire court room was silent, but the same question was on everybody's mind.

He's not a real doll...

Even judge Judy was shocked, and she banged her gallen. "Lou, I have decided that due to your story and reasons, you are...not guilty. But you will still help out the dolls with 'stuff' for the next three months. Court dismissed..."

Eveybody did what she said, and Lou found himself shocked at his sentence.

Wow... He thought happily. I have no punishment. Well, I do. But It's better than nothing!...

He felt a hand on his shoulder, and saw Ox have a smile on his face.

Lou returned it with his own.

***

(Weeks later..)

Trust

/trʌst/

Noun

1. firm belief in the reliability, truth, or ability of someone or something.

2. acceptance of the truth of a statement without evidence or investigation.

Trust was something that Lou didn't hand every often.

To him, it was earned. It wasn't something to be easily given.

There were dolls that could have that trust, then there were ones who could just as easily break it.

"Hey Lou!" A cheerful voice called, Mandy. She had proven herself to him. "Aren't you coming to sit down?"

He laughed, and did as she said. "Yeah..."

The dolls there were him, Ox, Nolan, Mandy, and Moxy.

They had formed a sort of little group over the weeks that he had been here.

"How have you been, Lou?" Nolan asked, he sipped his coffee. "Ah, that's the stuff.."

Lou just stared at him, how did he like that stuff?!

"I'm fine..." He replied. "What about you, Ox?"

The other just nodded, his mouth was stuffed with a chocolate cupcake. "Good!"

Lou just laughed, he coukd remember times where Ox had done something similar in the institute.

Then, the loneliness began creeping up on him.

No, he wouldn't let it control him anymore! He wasn't alone!

He had people in his life now. That was enough for him.

Still, Lou put his arms around himself in an attempt at comfort.

"Lou?" He looked at Ox, and the other four pairs of eyes on him.

He felt himself being hugged, and Ox spoke again.

"You are not alone..."

And for the first time in his life, Lou smiled and believed it.

(A/N: Hey guys, this is just a quick oneshot I wanted to do~😁)

(If you have any ideas for a oneshot, please comment below!)

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(Hoped you enjoyed this little fic~😘)