Stitches

The clerk seemed curious about the doll’s inscription and proceeded to prop it up on his desk with it facing him. His hoof took hold of the doll’s right leg, and pulled lightly so it wouldn’t harm or disfigure the toll…it made a “CRANK!” noise like a machine, then suddenly… like magic, a great cloud of blackness engulfed poor Antique and the doll….He made a loud scream of surprise before he was silenced with stitches, covering his mouth, legs, ears, and neck. His eyes were replaced with buttons and his sized shrink to that of the doll while the doll changed in a different way.
The doll seemed to convulse, and change into a living pony, with stitches covering its body and button eyes that seemed to work. The doll’s brows changed to that of mischief as he celebrated by quickly hiding the doll back into his chest, snapping his hooves, and locking it with his own magic.
The doll’s body still seemed to be that of yarn, but magically brought to life by the dark arts. He was incredibly happy to be back in the living, but he felt his master has passed to another life…the magic he cast on him was that of his, a powerful dark wizard he was when he was alive, but those days have passed….and his mission trudges on.
The doll’s mission was still at hand…to cause hell to the residents of Pony Ville for making fun of his creator and driving him to the ground!
Stitches snapped his hooves together as he pulled out a document of trouble to cause. He tried to speak first, finding it hard…he tapped his chest as he coughed dust for a few seconds before his scratchy, yet surprisingly intelligent voice spoke. “They will pay for their mistakes.” He clutches his hoof in an angry attempt to show rage as his document spoofed into green smoke.
He walks towards the chest like he was peering into a mirror. “The times have changed…maybe some new stitches are in order.” He looks upon himself before turning around repeatedly, spinning the dust off him and replacing his gray figure with a black one with red buttons and stiches. “Snazzy. Yet ill fitting…I love it.” He laughed manically before leaping on the door and into the streets…so many things to do first.
He opens his hoof, showing a green fire, while he laughs manically…letting this be the beginning to the end of Ponyville…then everywhere!