Better late than never

Previously on The Secret Life of Dolls: Tonner Edward was sentenced to A Fate Worse (But Fortunately Less Permanent) Than Death: a week in his box.

And he came out of that box haggard and drawn, but suffering at least seemed to put him on a more even keel. (Of course, Edward Dollens as a species seem drawn to self-flagellation.) So I put him straight to work, according to the second tier of his punishment: rehabilitation through honest employment. Honest, soap-scummy, lemon-scented employment. I told him he was my housekeeper, and I did put him in charge of a number of respectable things (organizing my mail, fetching and reshelving my research books, restocking the pantry for Purple Arwen and Little Bella) but let's be honest: I wanted my dust bunnies wrangled and my shower tiles scrubbed.

( Jingling softly down the hall )