#oswald (oc)

[drawbudd]

today's prompts:

Discover (inktober)

And opposite personality (OCtober)

[thewhumpening-thesequel]

Oswald's Torment AuguSnippets: Day #02 - Platonic Bathing

@augusnippets Contents: Living doll whumpee/non-human whumpee Wordcount: 265

Marissa sighed as she plucked the soaked toy off the ground. “David, honey? Didn’t Jess leave this doll outside?” She called, giving an almost pitying expression towards the messy albeit inanimate stuffy. Oswald was its name, or her name, as Jess insisted. She smiled slightly, remembering the way her daughter had refused any other name aside from it. Not much use in fighting a six year old on the name of a plush, however.

“Huh? Yeah, thought so,” her husband, David said, before shrugging. He went back to loading the dishwasher after a moment. Marissa sighed, heading to a bathroom. Oswald was hand washed only and with how thick the grime was, it’d need quite the scrubbing.

Plugging the drain, she filled the sink with warm water, gently dunking the plush lamb. She paid special attention to getting the muck from its braids. Marissa began to hum softly, beginning to lather a good amount of dish soap into the soft wool and felt. The water turned a brownish color as she washed the doll.

Marissa drained the water before thoroughly rinsing Oswald. She furrowed her brows when for a fraction of a second, she could see the doll smile slightly. It was just her imagination, of course, there was no other explanation for it. She was rougher as she wrung it to make absolutely sure it was dry.

“Mama, where’s Oswald!?” Came an upset screech from Jess’ room. Jess came running down the hall when she heard her mother call out. She snatched Oswald, holding her to her chest like the prized possession she was.