Three sentence fic pairing/prompt: Mannequin & anyone, tea party (for benny-lynne/Benjamin Lynne's birthday)
Normalcy had a new definition underground, where the mantel clock and Erik's word were the only indications of the time of day or day of the week. It was why Christine scarcely batted an eye to find three places set for afternoon tea instead of two, the third spot occupied by the lifeless form that shared her face.
"I thought it was time for a reintroduction," he purred as he pulled out her chair and she sat obediently, "don't you agree?"