Marla received a Pocket Locket for her birthday from her step-father. A Pocket Locket, for those of you who are not in the know, is basically a miniature doll house attached to a string that young girls wear as necklaces. Marla's stepfather, Henry, found the toy in the clearance bin. An ugly orange sticker on its clamshell packaging, covering the tag line, “They Want to Come Home With You!”, at a local toy store chain. The toy is a knock-off of its cooler, older sister named Polly in the middle of the doll section, at full retail price.
Pocket Lockets are much bigger than it's more original sister, which might give a clue to why those doll houses have relocated to the clearance bin in the store. Not many girls want to wear a big, hulking toy around their necks. Also in the clearance bin were the knock-off dolls' brothers. Digital clock wristlets with an army theme.
Nonetheless, Marla was quite happy to receive her Pocket Locket but you wouldn't catch her wearing it outside the house.
The Pocket Locket came with one little doll named Brielle. The plastic doll house featured four rooms; bed room, living room, kitchen, bathroom, and as well as some movable parts. The bathroom came with a miniature toilet, the seat could be lifted up, as the package proudly boosts on the package.
Marla played with it for quite a bit of time on the first day she got it. She made little plastic Brielle eat the apples on the kitchen table (these, along with the doll itself, were the only completely removable, choking hazardous parts), sit on the plastic couch in the living room, and then sleep on the bed.
The second day that Marla played with the Pocket Locket, she could have sworn that the little, non-removable couch was on the right side of the living room.
She promptly forgot about this until the next day when apples were nowhere to be found. Unless her stepfather or mother took to playing with her toys while she's not around, she could have sworn that the apples were left in the kitchen the last time she played with the little doll house.
“Well, they're small, honey. Little things can get easily lost,” said her mother when Marla notified her that the apples were missing.
Perhaps, they are just missing, thought Marla, and not eaten. Marla placed the Pocket Locket on top of her dresser, brushed her teeth with bubblegum flavored toothpaste and went to bed.
The next day, Marla went to her dresser and opened the latch of the little plastic doll house.
“Well, nothing's changed. Thankfully,” Marla sighed with relief.
Marla played with little plastic Brielle for a little bit and then got bored and closed the lid. She pulled the string around her neck and walked toward the bathroom.
She heard the distinct sound of plastic pieces crashing around in the plastic rooms. The apples were missing, and all that was left to rattle inside the house was the doll, Brielle.
“Maybe the toilet seat broke off,” thought Marla.
She opened the latch again and the toilet seat was still intact. Marla flipped it open to see if the lid was loose and there was something most definitely in that miniature, plastic toilet. Something quite removable. Marla looked at Brielle but Brielle kept on her plastic poker face.
Name: Marla Benson
Think: Real, but very small, living doll.
Thing: Doll comes to life when the doll house and closed and rearranges furniture, eats the plastic food, uses the toilet, etc.
Status: Fixed Pending As Is
Comments: Doll and doll house collected and packed in storage.