Slappy- Nosebleed

The dummy let out a low growl. “Stop this!” he grunted.
And to my shock, the dummy swung his arm — hard.
His wooden fist slammed against the ventriloquist’s face.
Jimmy O’James staggered back. He grabbed his nose. Blood trickled down his chin.
Huh? I gaped in amazement. The dummy had given him a bloody nose!

- Bride of the Living Dummy, chapter 5