It was that time of year. The time when CLK switches out the normal antique and vintage oddities for the seasonal antique and vintage oddities.
CLK was at the valet chair decorated with a jawbone and noose. Of course those were still staying out during the holidays, but below was a tattered doll fated to be packed away till January. Gingerly, CLK grabbed him.
“You promithed me a Christhmath, a very merry Christhmath,” the doll matter-of-factly stated. After 90 years of silence, spurred by the prospect of spending December in a box, Little Hands finally spoke.
He ended up having a very merry Christmas that year. And he has never shut up since. With his newfound voice, Little Hands continues helps his fellow voiceless dolls...despite his exaggerated lisp.
Little Hands is the founder and great leader of the Haunted Dolls Union, a cause dear to his heart. In fact, he has 12 haunted dolls of his own that he stole. Plus, he represents the dozens of others he lives with, ensuring they aren’t treated unfairly. A great personality for this, he is highly opinionated, blunt, outspoken, observant, without emotion, annoying, in everyone’s business, and unable to let anything go.
Crazy situations are a big love of his, reveling in spouting, “That’th jutht tho crathzy”. Pizza shops, Spanish, reading bank statements, singing preexisting songs badly, promises, Mr. Bob Tis mentioning him, being a celebrity, gelatin, photo shoots, and “Dinkuth Thinging the Thoundth of the Thixthieth and Theventhieth” are his other joys. Conversely, he doesn’t care for people who aren’t interested in his "Thpanith lethonth", those who don’t take him seriously, Moppy Poppins not knowing his name (she thinks it's "Please Don't"), and anyone attempting to steal his stolen dolls back.