Darcey, Sir?

*Darcey dragged both Ozzie and Dearie along the dark halls of their dwelling, the only light being from the blue lamp flickering in each corner. He insisted they must meet this new subject of his. To them this sounded like some bullshit, but Darcey assured them that he'd be careful with this one.* "I promise, you two, you'll never even see them that much. I just want another. Think of what new attributes I could give them.." *He muttered, a bit more to himself than to the others.*