Off with her head

"Make me."

"PUT IT DOWN!" Fucker this FUCKER this goddamn motherfucker. She dropped her chocolate bunny earlier, so why wouldn’t he give her his?! It’s only fair, right?! "I’ll get Bandersnatch! You meanie AAAAAUGH!" Cue lots of struggling and dancing around the stupid stuffed rabbit.

"I already regret this."

Huffing, Lily’s cheeks puff out comically, smears of chocolate pushed around pale skin. She dramatically pouts next to Oz as they both sit idle on the brick wall, both covered head to toe in chocolate drops… the signs of their struggle. 

"This is your stinky fault."

How could she not... it was huge, bulbous, pulsating and crawling all around. How could this strange woman not notice it!? It was so huge, even a girl who's faced monsters shivered in its presence.

"There's... a spider... ON YOUR FACE - !"

Kicking her feet lightly, she really was just a child… a 100+ year old hild with murder stained on her soul. She looks over to the boy, blonde hair bouncing softly with every movement.

"It’s what Master Glen wanted."

"Why don’t you just accept it already? If it’s for our goal… We’ll kill anyone that gets in the way! So just go back to sleep, okay?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

You’ve got her attention, 100%! Suddenly and immediately filled with enough excitement to fuel the running of the bulls, Lily bounces on her heels in delight. A secret is something only friends share with each other! A secret is important!

"Yes! Yes, tell me tell me tell me!"

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

Truth - …No. There was no way. Of all things he could tell her, such a poisonous string of words could never be true. No, no no — this wasn’t the truth. A lie. It was definitely a lie, he was lying.

"No."

"Get away from me!"

"You could have killed someone!"

"…So what?" She really doesn’t understand. Killing was akin to breathing — a part of life. Well, not hers… regeneration of health had its immortal benefits, right? But everyone else, all these pawns, useless humans not apart of Master Glen’s plan… What did it matter.

"Be happy I didn’t kill you too, Mister!"

"I need a hug."

"Bandersnatch, hug him!"

"…with your jaws."

The interim silence is heavy, so heavy, Lily could have been crushed under the pressure if she was careless. Ah, but no, she’d stand strong and stubborn as always, hands wringing into fists and face scrunching.

Usually she’d freak out, spazz around, frantic limbs and screeches of a juvenile child filling the air. But this time the despair numbed her tantrum, disappointment painting her shivering posture. Crimson sloppily but slowly oozed down her fingers and forehead. She was trying… she had tried so hard to do something good for him. For her friend. But again, she’s just useless, she can’t do anything, all it does is cause pain, right? 

Just an innocent endeavor and it ended in such a violent, red-stained mess. She breathes, looking the hare right in the eye and with wavering breath, speaks.

"…I was making a peanut butter and cherry-jelly sandwich."

"I—I’m sorry! You can take a cookie! Go ahead!"

"........"