Adrian The Doll

"Now that's a rude thing to say," Arthur waved his lightning rod in the carpenter's direction. "Do you want this or not?"

"I do..." The carpenter said grimly. "I just didn't think you would get it so early... damn favoritism. Disgusting." The doll said with abhorrence. 

"Done?" 

"No. Revolting. Repulsive. Sickening. Disgusting." 

"You already said that, come on. I'm helping you here. Do you want the rod or not?" Arthur said with hurt feelings. 

"Give it here," The doll stretched out its woody hand, the charcoal fingers looking like a hook that tried to snatch the branch. Arthur was quick to dodge, and the carpenter glared at him. 

"To, to, to," Arthur waved his finger as he clicked his tongue under the hateful eyes of the doll. "Upfront payments only!" 

"You want me to help your friend now?" The carpenter shook his head. "It would take a lot of..."