Brown button eyes
Gamzee sat on the top of the shelf, his little round button eyes fixing on his master working.
Gamzee was pretty exited. His master was in the midst of making a new doll. A new doll! Now he wouldn't be alone anymore.
He tried to make his master tell him which kind of doll the little motherfucker was going to be. Was he going to be made of plastic or wax? Was he going to be a fashion doll or a voodoo doll just like you?
Master wouldn't tell of course. The big motherfucker never told anything before he was finished. This only made you all up and more exited. Sometimes you would even try to crawl up on the table to get a look on when he was a