Lilac Feli
TIME
Marques sat hunched over his work table, his fingers nimbly threading white string through lilac fabric. His brow was furrowed in concentration and he wore a serious expression that seemed strange on his usually jovial face. Am I abusing my ability to create life?, Marques wondered to himself. 
Never before had he worried so much about the implications of using his strange ability. Up till now, every time one of his little cloth creations blinked its glassy eyes and opened its stitched mouth to speak Marques had felt a surge of satisfaction. With this project, though, he worried he might be overstepping his boundaries.
Upon hearing some rustling Marques glanced over his shoulder and saw the plushies sitting behind him look away hurriedly, pretending to be uninterested in what he was making. Marques turned back around with a small grin and began putting the finishing touches on his latest creation. After several more minutes of work, he snipped off some excess thread with an air of finality and sighed deeply. “He’s done,†Marques murmured quietly.
Marques stared intently at the thing which he had sewn: a life-size plushie identical to himself. Although he knew it was coming, Marques still jumped slightly when his textile clone blinked his eyes for the first time. He had half-wondered if a creation so large would come to life at all. 
“Who are you?†asked the plushie curiously. “My name is Marques,†replied Marques.
“And... who am I?†the plushie asked, cocking his head slightly to the side. Marques let out a small chuckle which he disguised as a cough when the plushie looked a little hurt.“Your name is Gavin†he replied, bestowing the name he had been turning over in his mind for the past week. "And I'm kind of like your brother."
