for taking a three month break, im really glad with all the views and support im still getting. Thanks! It means a lot :)

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After an hour of resting, warming up, and sewing, Niall was able to come up with a new outfit to wear.

To cover his upper body, he wore a silky white shirt the color of an eggshell. The makeshift clothing had a low v-cut, exposing some of the moles on his chest. He took the material from the old white dress in 'Baby's Ballet'.

For the rest of his body, he took apart a long, pink jumpsuit and cut it in half horizontally. He then had his pair of pants, which looked more like bell bottoms on him, and a pink vest.

There were some leather, white boots with tassels that he found which were conveniently his size. Either this woman had freakishly large feet, or the shoes were plotted there...He wasn't sure which.

He checked himself out in the mirror a few times, never knowing he could pull off pink this well.

Feeling confident once again, he decided to leave the casting room but not before snapping a picture of the posters.

He strutted up to the door and enclosed his fingers around the cool metal. Before he went, he took a deep breath to prepare himself.

Then he pulled forward, expecting a cold gust of air but got nothing instead. The door was locked, and he couldn't escape.

"Wow, another trap?" Niall sarcastically gasped, "I never would've guessed."

His eyes darted around the small room, looking for another door to exit from. However, there weren't any, besides the door to the bathroom.

He could only exit the way he entered, which made him struggle against the door for even longer.

Eventually the sounds of Niall struggling caught Harry's attention, making him glance at the doll before subtly flipping the switch.

In Niall's might, he flung the door so hard that he fell back on the floor.

He groaned, cursing himself before slinging his bag around his shoulders and walking out.

The same muddied pool greeted him, with only the neon green swirls lighting up the area.

Since Niall had fell from a tunnel a couple feet above him, he didn't figure he was going to get back up and return, nor did he want to.

Niall couldn't remember any other door being around, but he must've missed a red door in his fit of panic.

Across the pool was a red door that was cracked open, signalling that Niall could get through without a key.

There was no boat or any method of crossing the pool without walking through it, making Niall anxious.

He was worried he might slip on something hidden in the water, then fall back in the icy trap. The memory of vomiting the thick water plagued his mind and made him sick to his stomach.

"Okay Harry, you got me," Niall monotonically admitted, "What do i do now?"

He waited a couple seconds, becoming puzzled when the voice that had been speaking to him the entire journey went silent.

Looking at Niall from the monitor, Harry's heart clenched. He had tried to forget Baby and anything to do with her, but seeing her clothes worn again tugged at his heart.

He was at a loss for words; all of his thought jumbled around in his brain and his mouth hung ajar.

"Um, hello?" Niall suspiciously asked, glancing at the ceiling for where a camera would usually be.

Harry softly sighed into the mic, "Baby."

"My name is Niall, you pervert," Niall quickly snapped, "How do i get across?"

Niall resembled Baby so well, from the looks to the attitude. Harry suspected that Niall knew what he was doing, and it made him weak.

"The lever," Harry whispered, being sure the keep quiet in fear that the dolls would listen, "Pull down, Baby."

Niall frowned, there was a lever? What would that do? Where even was it?

He was left squinting at the walls around him, trying to find it. 

"Behind you, sweetheart." Harry's voice sounded strange to Niall when it wasn't venomous.

Sure enough, there it was, behind him. How did he not notice this in the first place? The lack of sleep was getting to him.

"Oh, duh," Niall mumbled, annoyed at himself, "Thanks."

"Of course." Harry gently humed, watching Niall perform the actions. 

Now, Harry was almost certain Niall knew what he was doing, even responding to the name 'Baby'.

Pulling the lever resulted in a large plug floating to the surface with the water funneling down a drain.

Niall sighed in relief, calmly watching the liquid vortex sink into nothingness.

However, as the water was sucked down the drain there was a gurgling noise that was intensified by echos.

Now, Harry had to be careful. The dolls were sure to be awake, and watching Niall as well as him.

"Bravo!" Harry cheered for Niall sarcastically,  "You aren't as dumb as you look."

It pained Harry to speak like this to Niall, but the show must go on.

"What the hell?" Niall questioned, confused with Harry's sudden mood shift. But, he shrugged it off, Harry must've been giving him a break.

"Well, go on, then. We can hardly contain ourselves." Harry encouraged, sounding genuinely excited.

Niall huffed as he stepped down the stairs and onto the damp floor, "By the way, its just you watching me. You dont have to say 'We', you sound stupid."

"Ah, that's a bit insulting to your audience, you might upset your customers." Harry chastised.

"They can fuck off for all i care." Niall spat, walking up the steps which led to the red door.

Harry let out a nervous laugh, watching as Niall opened the door further and left his sight.

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oof, soft harry :)

who tf is baby :O

wtf is gonna happen in the next room? :O

cant wait to write more for you guys :) have a nice night and leave a comment if you enjoyed!

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