Bright red hair, blue eyes, freckles, and a two-faced personality.

Pitch black hair, dark brown eyes, glasses, and an uncaring workaholic.
Those were her parents.
And her dolls.

They were modeled after them  Small enough to be held in a hand but, big enough to give them facial features.  She had just finished them.

She picked up a pin, and pressed it into a blue eye, smiling as she heard a scream of pain echo through the house.  She slowly pulled it out, and grabbed a small stapler, and stapled together caloused fingers, giggling at the other scream of pain.

Well damn,

She was gonna have fun.