Alan grabbed a boxes​ cutter in his pocket, and sliced at the tape holding the box closed. But instead seeing of gritted yellow teeth, there were two rows of differing pageant style smiles and blonde and brunette human-like hair. "No, no, no.." he said staring at the rows of dolls that filled the cardboard box. "Dammit! The phone operator must of misheard me."
"And we won't be getting another until the next of the month." he grunted with his head in his hands. Sighing, he grabbed one of the doll boxes, a blonde with her sides shaved off, in all black and a camouflage jacket. In the doll's packaging was a size appropriate knife, walkie talky, and a hand gun.
"That's a weird hai-," the boy stopped​ mid-sentence, feeling a card tacked on the bottom of the box. "Okay, this is new." Alan said examining​ the paper. "Action Calls," he said reading the card, "Voice activated commands for when you want your toys to play back."...
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