You Got Stitches in Your Head – Precious Miseries Fanfic

Title: You Got Stitches in Your Head | Author: Dead | Rating: PG | Word Count: 1981 | Features: StiTches, Ragdoll, Gothica, Lolita, Lazuline, Alise, Cheshire Cat and Angry Panda
Summary: StiTcheS’ leads Ragdoll to an embarrassing scene; Gothica singing and dancing with her sister, Lolita. How will Gothica repay him?
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It was day in the deep, dark woods, but not that you could tell. Birds were singing, squirrels were scurrying about, and a lone figure wandered. Ragdoll’s roaming had only recently been disturbed by finding a dead cat; however it was under the ownership of a pale, dark eyed, stranger with an evil smile. A brief run for it later and she was now here. However she still felt like she was being watched, timid as a mouse she looked over her shoulder keeping careful eye on her surroundings. And then a voice called out “Psst, over here!” This voice coupled with her weak heart resulted in her running and hiding behind the nearest tree. “Not there, here. Over here.” Ragdoll summoned a bit of courage to peek out of her hiding place. “You look scared, don’t be scared. I don’t bite…much.” And then the voice began to laugh. Ragdoll ducked back behind the tree a mulled about fleeing when the laughter stopped. “You know, I can go over there.” And then much closer. “In fact I am there now.” The poor girl’s heart skipped a beat, it was there on the other side…waiting. Accepting her fate she looked and found…nothing? She quickly looked around and found no one in sight; but as she thought she may have imagined the whole thing, she looked down and saw a doll. It was Gothica’s doll, to be precise, sitting there all alone.

Ragdoll was puzzled over this; Gothica was never seen without this doll, and yet here it was. She picked it up, wondering if it was safe to collect, when it yelled “BOO!” and she dropped it. StiTcheS hit the ground as Ragdoll backed away. “Ow.” He said. “What? You’ve never seen a talking doll before? Do mirrors exist in your little world?” He spoke as he got up with a smile. “Want to play a game?” Ragdoll felt more than a bit nervous. Firstly, this talking doll was Gothica’s talking doll, and secondly his smile gave an air of a mischievous nature, giving her more reason to back away. He noticed, “Hey, don’t be scared. I’m not gonna hurt ya.” Maybe it was his smile, but somehow she was not convinced.

“Where is Gothica, is she nearby?” Ragdoll asked.
“Of course.” He replied. “She’s just playing with her sister just down the way. Wanna see? I promise it will be fun.” He chuckled at the last statement.
Ragdoll felt a chill; the thought of Gothica and StiTcheS’ combined mischief was a scary thought indeed.

“Poke!” Ragdoll stumbled back nearly losing her balance as StiTcheS jabbed her knee. “Come on it’ll be fun…and cool, and even funny.” StiTcheS declared jumping up and down. Ragdoll could not help but sweat, the cold sort.
“How do I know this is not a trick?” She asked.
“Cause were alike, you and I.” StiTches said with a salute. “
How?”
“I got stitches in my head.” He said pointing at his stitching, he then jumped in to her arms and poked her head. “You got stitches in your head.” He got down. “See? We are very much alike.” The chill was now not as bad, as she breathed a slight sigh of relief. “So? Wanna see?”
“See what?”
“The show, it’s this way. Follow me.” With that he walked away beckoning her to follow. Still a bit nervous she did so, wondering what show there was to see.

The sight was a strange one, Lolita wearing purple beret, dress, and vest with a striped shirt beneath. Just as odd Gothica was wearing blue pants, a red and white striped dress, and a pink hat. This sight alone gave Ragdoll a reason giggle. And then there was the singing. “Like when two friends-Aren’t friends at first-They turn around and soon they’ve found the view’s reversed.” Lolita sang with a smile. “My friend!”
Gothica however looked grim. “Mon ami.” She sort of sang.
“Many thanks!”
“Merci”
The outfits and difference of opinion had Ragdoll giggling. “Thanks for taking time to let our friendship start!” Lolita continued with glee.
“My friend.” Gothica mumbled darkly.
“Mon ami!” Lolita continued.
“Thanks too, from me.”
“Merci aussi!”
“You opened my door and then my heart.” Gothica held her head at that lyric. Ragdoll found it hard not to laugh out loud. That Gothica had uttered those words, and in that order, while singing caused Ragdoll to fall on her back and go into a fit of laughter. And then she felt a chill, her laugh stopped. She looked up and saw Gothica’s cold eyes looking at her. She gulped. “How much of that did you see?”
“Er, well I…” Gothica grabbed Ragdoll by her vest. “How much did you see?!” She yelled. Ragdoll was not sure how to answer, she had seen much, and clearly Gothica was not happy about it.

She braced for the worst, when she heard laughter, and strangely Gothica heard it too. She put Ragdoll down and looked to where it was coming from. StiTcheS was holding his gut, laughing and rolling about.

“What’s so funny?” Gothica demanded.
“You should see the look you got! Hahaahahahah.” StiTcheS replied still laughing. Ragdoll was not sure what was going on, but Gothica seemed to figure it out.
“YOU LED HER HERE?!!!” Gothica yelled picking StiTcheS up. StiTcheS however did not seem concerned, laughing harder.

While glad she wasn’t being yelled at Ragdoll felt shaken from Gothica fury. Then she noticed Lolita was staring at her.
“Uh…hi?” Ragdoll muttered. Lolita appeared to muse on what to do and then did.
“Sally!” She yelled as she grabbed Ragdoll in a bear hug, lifting her off the ground. “Pretty, Pretty, Sally!” Ragdoll could not help but blush.
“I’m mortified.” She uttered, feeling Lolita’s warm embrace. “Lolita! Put her down, now!” Gothica yelled.
A bit shocked, Lolita did so. She looked somber. “What is wrong, my sister?” Oddly this had an effect on Gothica, she calmed down.
“It’s StiTcheS. He just pulled a prank on me.” She then turned her head to the side. “Who’s Sally?” She then asked.
“Well her hair isn’t red enough to be Raggedy Ann.” Lolita said with a smile. A pause. “Does little sister want a hug too?” Gothica’s eyes now had a look of terror. Just before she spoke Lolita glomped forth. Now she was in a bear hug, off the ground. “Does little sister feel better now?” Lolita said to Gothica, holding her tightly.
“Put me down, you little moron!” Was Gothica’s reply. Ragdoll watched this, wandering if it was ok to laugh, when she felt a tug. She turned a looked, and saw StiTcheS still smiling.
“W-what is it?”
“I probably shouldn’t tell you this…but do you know what she does at midnight?”
“What does she do at midnight?” At that StiTcheS smile grew wider. Gothica, still in Lolita’s arms, took notice.
“Oh no! What is he telling you now?”
Ragdoll said two words. “Tea parties?”
Gothica looked like she would faint, however Lolita looked interested. She let Gothica go and asked “Tea parties? I’d love to. When is it?”
“Midnight?” Ragdoll replied. StiTcheS began to laugh again. Gothica looked angry, and sad.

Despite what she heard, Ragdoll decided to forget about such tea parties. Gothica seemed angry enough about her knowing about it, as well as StiTcheS eagerness to tell her, were good reason to be asleep at midnight. However fate had other plans when she awoke to a knock at her door. Ragdoll covered her head with the covers; she would rather not have any more surprises.
“Come on, we’re going to be late.” Lolita spoke on the other side of the door. Ragdoll sighed, got up and opened the door, accepting her fate. As she opened the door a crack Lolita pulled it the rest of the way. “You ready for the Tea party?” She asked, wearing her PJs.
“Are you sure this is a good idea? You’re..um.. sister doesn’t seem too happy.”
“Oh don’t worry so much, she’ll be fine. Whah, we’re going to be late. Hop on!” Lolita yelled and quick succession as the picked up Ragdoll and effectively gave her a piggy back ride. Ragdoll wished she didn’t wear a skirt.

“Sorry we’re late. Has the party started?” Said Lolita to the shocked Alise, Lazuline, and a very depressed Gothica.
Alise spoke first. “Who, may I ask, invited you?”
“Um…” Was the most Lolita could think of.
“Can I get down now?” Asked an embarrassed Ragdoll.
“Oh, right, sure.” And then Ragdoll got down. Cheshire looked muddled, Angry panda just huffed, and StiTcheS began to chortle. Ragdoll watched as StiTcheS whispered to the other two. While panda still looked indifferent, Cheshire chuckled.
“Lazuline, did you tell them?” Lazuline sipped her tea and replied.
“No, I was thinking it was Gothica.”

At this Gothica put her head on the table with her arms over her head. StiTches responded by falling out of his chair laughing.
“Uh…can we have tea too?” Asked Lolita.
“We only have three cups.” Replied Lazuline.
“Is drinking from the kettle out?”
“Right out.” It was then that Alise noticed Cheshire waving to her. She walked over and it whispered something in her ear.
“Why is StiTcheS on the ground?” Asked Lolita.
“Gothica, won’t you pick him back up?”
“He can pick himself up.” Was Gothica’s cold reply.
“Ragdoll, can I speak with you a moment?” Asked Alise.
“Ok.” Ragdoll replied as she walked over.
“I believe StiTcheS is doing his best to embarrass Gothica.” Alise told her. “What do you think we should do? Gothica seems at wits end.”
“Do you think we could help her feel better?” Asked Ragdoll.
“I think the best way to help her would be to humble StiTches, I believe.” Alise replied. “How?” Asked Ragdoll. “If there was something to do to him Gothica would have thought of it.”
“You could ask.” Said Alise.

“No, I am not sharing my cup with you.” Gothica said to her sister. “Why did you come here?” “Well I heard about tea parties and wanted in. You could have told me about them.”
“Didn’t you think I would rather no one else know about them? Now you’re here you will probably embarrass me even more. Why can’t you act like a big sister for a change?” Gothica said with her head still down. Then she felt a hand on her head and another on her shoulder.
“I can be a big sister if you want.” At this Gothica looked and saw Lolita with a serious look for once.
“The heck?” Was Gothica only reply.
“Uh..,Gothica.” Gothica turned to see Ragdoll. “Have you thought of…getting back at StiTcheS?”
“Got any idea how?” Gothica replied. Ragdoll felt tense as Gothica and Lolita looked to her for a response. She knew little about how to torment someone, she wasn’t that type of person. Still she though, and oddly had an idea.
“Tickle torture?” Gothica slapped her head.
“I think it’s a great idea.” Said Lolita.
“How may I ask?” Replied Gothica. It was then that Lolita whispered something into Gothica’s ear. “That is a great idea!” Gothica said with a smile.

Ragdoll, Alise, Lazuline, Cheshire, and Angry panda watched as Lolita and Gothica walked up to StiTcheS.
“Oh Lolita!”
“Yes sister of mine.”
“Let’s play with StiTcheS.” StiTcheS, who had been watching other events came to a funny conclusion and now looked nervous seeing the bright, smiling pair of sisters. It looked at Ragdoll and said. “Ok, now were a little too much alike.”
“Duel tickle fest.” The pair yelled in unison as they tackled StiTcheS. While few would hear StiTcheS high pitched, painful laughter, even Angry panda found it hard to not laugh.
“Well she’s now in the best of spirits.” Alise told Ragdoll. “I found a few spare cups. Want to join us?”
“Sure!” Was Ragdoll’s reply.