He came back from the bedroom looking a little pissed off.

No, he always looks like that.

So I don't know what he's feeling right now.

I looked behind him and saw his puppet, I think he called it Doll Parts.

I saw Doll Parts floating holding sheets of paper.

What is he doing?

"You can watch something on the TV if you want"

"Oh! Thank you!"

I went to the living room and found us a big "fuck you" TV.

How did he pay for this?

Or his parents paid for this?

I got the remote and turned on the TV.

"But House! You can't do that-"

*Click*

"Another paranormal incident caught on-"

*Click*

"Identity theft is not a joke Jim! Millions of families-"

*Click*

"Friendly faces everywhere. Humble folks without temptation"

Found it!

Singing together with the theme song, I didn't even notice Doll Parts putting a sheet of paper beside me and leaving.

"I'll be back"

"Alright"

He looked at me for a second and then went to his bedroom but didn't close the door for some reason.

"At first I thought they were mosquito bites, but, then they didn't go away-"

"What are you watching?"

"It's South- WHAT?!"

I think I heard my own voice talking to me.

Looking around I couldn't find anyone near me.

Not even Kurtis.

"Down here"

I looked at my side and found what looks like a high-quality photo of me.

"What the fuck is this?"

The photo blinked and talked with me in my own voice.

"It's what my Stand does"

I reluctantly held the paper and took a closer look.

I don't think it's a photo, looks more like a realistic painting.

"This is a painting? How did you do that?"

"Doll Parts is quick and precise. He can accurately recreate something that I've seen before"

This is so bizarre

"So that's what your Stand does? You can possess paintings that he creates?"

"More or less"

I poke her nose repeatedly.

"Can you feel this?"

"Yes"

She looks annoyed.

"Would it hurt if I tear the paper in half?"

"I don't know..."

It's better if I don't try then.

"What else have you tried?"

"I can control humanoid puppets that he paints"

"How can you fight someone like that?"

"In a Stand fight, you have to be creative and use everything at your disposal.

My Stand has a lot of different uses.

With a small paper doll, I can get through tight places and use all 5 senses there.

So it's good for scouting and maybe a stealthy assassination."

"Interesting. But where are you? Did you get transported inside the paper?"

"I'm in my room"

I walked inside his room and saw him lying down on his back with his eyes closed without moving.

"Are you sleeping?"

I moved my finger close to his face.

He opened one of his eyes and looks at me

"No. I'm. Aware. Of. Everything. While. Controlling. The. Dolls"

He said while alternating between himself and the paper.

"Cool. So I have more cool abilities like this one?"

"How would I know? The Stand is yours"

"But how do I even begin? You can't expect me to awaken a secret ability when I'm almost dying"

*Sigh*

He gets up, takes the paper from me, and throws it into the trash.

"Let's find out"

---

"So, it's a little bit inconsistent sometimes.

The abilities and/or appearance of the Stand rarely match with the user.

I've seen a kind person who has the ability to heal others, but he has a strong will so his Stand also is strong.

There's a kid who's greedy and his Stand is a swarm of little creatures which he uses for grabbing money.

There's a chef with a Stand that he uses for his food, the Stand has no other uses.

But what about the others?

Why does an 'evil' high schooler who's wants to kill his father has a Stand that is a miniature army?"

He talked with his trademarked raspy voice that I'm sure he barely uses.

I've never seen him talk this much before.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

He took a sip of his tea and got back to his crazy rambling.

"That doesn't matter right now.

If the connection between the user's personality and the abilities of the Stand keeps going on, like what happened with mine and the robber from that day, then we can find out what are your abilities"

"Huh? What does a wooden doll painter have to do with you?"

"...I'm an artist"

"Really?! Can I see some of your art?"

"No"

"Why?"

"It's better if you don't see it"

I wonder if it's like those paintings that people who go crazy do.

Is that insensitive?

Maybe he's crazy and I don't know.

*Scribble scribble*

Hm?

Doll Parts came closer to me and showed me a drawing he made on his little notepad.

"Soya!"

It's a drawing of Kurtis blushing, looking away, and scratching his cheek.

What?

"What are you doing, Doll Parts?"

When he heard Kurtis' question he crumbled the drawing and threw it away.

Then the drawing disappeared with twinkles.

Kurtis frowned but didn't do anything.

What did he mean by that drawing?

It looked like an anime version of Kurtis.

Does he...

Does he draw in anime style or something?

I want to see it...

"So that's my connection with my Stand. Can you figure out what's yours with your Stand?"

I looked at the big fat purple cat sleeping on my lap.

"I like cats and I'm lazy I guess"

"Hmm, that's all you can describe yourself as?"

"I guess?"

"Then we're going to have a problem"

"What do you mean?"

"If that's all you can describe yourself as then that's all your Stand can do"

"Oh... Maybe a lot of cats for a Stand isn't a bad thing"

"...doubt it"

"Hey! Don't Stand-shame me!"

*Sigh*

"Whatever, let's go"

"Where?"

"Buy clothes"

"Why?"

He looked even more pissed off.

Did I say something wrong?

"You don't have any and you're using mine"

"I don't mind"

He grumbled and mumbled "I'm already regretting this"

"I do, let's go. Your OWN clothes are clean by now"

I don't want to go outside with everything going on.

But he's going with me so I should be fine.

I've seen his Stand in action, we should survive a couple of bullets.

---

In a big bright pink bedroom, a young girl could be seen amongst dozens of stuffed animals.

She was wearing a pink dress with a golden tiara with a diamond in the middle.

"What did you think about Asami's new dress, Saki?"

She was talking with her toys, what could be seen as a child playing make-believe.

"Really? I think it goes well with her eyes"

*Knock knock*

"Come in"

The door opened and revealed a flamboyant and eccentric man.

He had long blonde hair and was wearing a vibrant red suit.

"Marry, my dear, can you help me?"

"Of course, Miss Guldemond! What is it?"

"You see, someone hurt my brother and I want them to apologize, so I need you to find out where they are. Can you do that for me, honey?"

"Of course!"

The man gave the little girl a gun, and the girl gave the gun to her biggest stuffed animal.

"What do you think, Tokyo? Can you find them?"

She stared at the bear, waiting for his reply.

"Mhm. Ok. Oh, really? Ok, I'll tell her"

"So, did you find them?"

"Tokyo said he will only tell if you give him more cookies"

"If he helps me I'll give him all the cookies we have"

The girl smiled and turned back to the bear.

"Did you hear that? She will give us all of the cookies! What? What did you mean YOU will get all the cookies? We have to share! Don't you remember what Miss Guldemond taught us?"

The man warmly smiled at the exchange between the girl and the silent stuffed bear.

"Ok, ok. Tokyo said they're in a shopping mall buying clothes. Miss Guldemond, can we buy clothes too?"

"When I'm finished, I'll buy everything you want, honey"

"Yay!"

The girl ran to hug the man, then ran back to her stuffed animals.

"Did you hear about Asami's new boyfriend, Saki? His name is Naoto! He's so cute!"

The man kept watching the girl for a while, then got out of the room and closed the door.

"Someone call Rose and Durst for me, tell I have a job for them"