mommy's little monster.

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how the fuck are you doing that?

doing what?  (｡◕‿◕｡) 

lio~~

don’t be too mean to my date for the ball, okay~ (◕‿◕✿) 

the kid is just going to shape up before he takes you. i think i’ve seen him around the base and his posture is terrible. 

“you, using maps?” he asked, mildly surprised. “i haven’t used maps since they stopped offering geography as a mandatory course.” he snickered under his breath before lifting the cigarette to his lips again, taking a short drag. “still beating up boys, i see. and what happens when he brings more of his friends in to get you? what then? think you can still handle them?” he tilted his head slightly and squinted with one eye at her. “or do you have some sort of girl gang for that sort of thing?” a small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. 

max felt his cheeks holding back a smile. “i’m sure he’ll love that. i’m also sure he hasn’t quite forgiven you for that punch either.” his eyes widened. “buuut,” he started to say, the grin now uncontrollably forming on his face, “if you’re gonna do that, invite me. that’s just something i gotta see before i die.” and he had a feeling ryan would probably get his kicks out of that, too. the only problem was that luca would probably kick their ass for it the next day, and max wasn’t so sure he was ready for another round of that. “nic. yeah. how’s he trying to do that?” max asked, curious. then a split second later, he changed his mind. “never mind. don’t tell me. the last thing i want to do is get caught up in your business.” he tossed his cigarette down, grounding it with the toe of his right foot. he didn’t know if what he said was true. if he didn’t want to be involved in dangerous business, what was he doing in the army? still, mobster business. that was serious shit.

“graduated, eighteen. just turned a few weeks ago. happy birthday to me.” he pumped his fist into the air lazily. “i don’t have any plans with my magic, other than to keep milkovich at bay.” he paused. “joined the army, if that counts for anything. it’s nothing big.”

frankie giggled, a bubbly sound. "don't tell me you're scared of them," she teased. "maybe you should try going to the gym and getting more buff. that way you wouldn't get picked on so much." she peered sidelong at the boy's arms, which were deceptively normal-sized-looking through his shirt sleeves, but she knew from personal experience just how reed thin he was. she grinned. "oh yes, of course. you forget that my daddy's mr. foresi," she said, the last few words trailing off in a leer. of course he didn't forget, but she liked pointing out the obvious to people as if they were too thick to arrive at the same conclusions on their own. her eyebrows shot up. "would you like to stay with the foresis tonight? we have plenty of guest rooms, and the house is big enough that you don't have to bump into anyone you don't want to. it's a generous offer anyone would be honored to receive, and, don't worry," she said off-handedly with a laugh, "we won't try to kill you in your sleep," as if it were something worth joking about. she smirked, amused at his brashness. "if you want, but you'd better be careful -- lulu has a bit of a nasty bite when provoked," she said with a wink. 

"oh yes," she said nodding, "i'm very studious when it comes to this stuff. it always pays to be careful, after all, you don't want to be caught up in some business you don't want to be. not like you and shit-face gallagher know about being careful, anyway," she said with a sweet smile. this was the way she delivered threats and insults -- with the face of an angel, and it proved to be so unnerving and disturbing to some grown men that they either instantaneously exploded from anger, or quavered in their newfound, leveled low self-esteem. "oh, of course i'm still beating up the boys, there's no better past time. and wouldn't you like to know, max yang?" she said with another coy smirk. the fact that she had a girl gang wasn't strictly confidential -- but it amused her to keep people in the dark.

"of course i'll send you an invitation," she said, grinning, "the more, the merrier, as they say~." she shrugged. "oh, my brothers have their ways. nicky'll think of something eventually, i'm sure." an even wider cat's grin spread across her face when she heard, the last thing i want to do is get caught up in your business. "oh? and why's that?" she asked, teeth showing as she spoke. "you think our business is dangerous or something? 'if i tell you i'll have to kill you?'" she shook her head,  taking a step closer, condescension clear in her eyes. "oh, maxxie, silly as ever. killing people isn't the only thing we do, you know. for example..." she lowered her voice, and still keeping eye contact, brought her lips closer to his ear. "we also provide favors of a certain kind." she let the words linger there for a moment, letting whatever max had surmised from the sentence sink in, before pulling back again to her previous stance.

max raised an eyebrow at her, bringing himself to his full height, a glorious 6”0. “itty bitty?” he echoed. “hardly. it’s hard to forget you when you’re one of the few girls who actually act like this.” he eyes the pipe warily, keeping his distance. “though i do seem to have forgotten that this block is ‘your territory.’” he wasn’t particularly fond of getting his face bruised again, especially by someone who was smaller than him. his shoulders fell slightly in relief when frankie lowered her weapon. he inhaled slowly, exhaling from the corner of his lips and exhibiting thin wisps of smoke. “cute, huh.” even he couldn’t hide the smile on his face. “lucky for me then. i didn’t know banged up faces suited your fancy.” he took a quick glance around. “i know what it’s like to trespass on other people’s territory. fortunately, i was gifted with extremely long legs to outrun them.”

he held his cigarette between his fore and middle finger lazily, leaning against the wall with one shoulder. “he’s fine.” he almost smiled, tempted to join in with the teasing. “if he does the same mistake of underestimating you, then you can just reach up and knock him out again like you did last time. he works at garrison’s now. you know, if you ever want to beat him up again.” he didn’t know why he was encouraging it, but he could still remember how hard he laughed back then when he saw ryan getting owned by a girl who had nearly been half his size. “is your brother around? i haven’t seen him since the school year ended. he’ll probably be glad i’m not coming back next year.” though he honestly couldn’t remember if he had ever placed niccolo foresi into detention. they hadn’t been particularly close, but it seemed like most of the troublemakers came from hufflepuff. “hey, aren’t you fifteen now?” he smirked, sticking the cigarette between his lips. “my, we grow up fast.”

she grinned. "you're itty bitty compared to most of the men in my life," she said brightly, which was more than true -- in her life of work, the muscled, burly men were more of a common sighting. "plus, you're skinny. skinny as a reed. i could probably break you in half if i wanted to." mixing veiled threats with sugary-sweet, tooth-decaying smiles. it was a possibility that she didn't actually understand how frightening she could appear at times, but then again, it was possible she knew a little bit too well. "mm, been here away too long, haven't you~. it's okay, luca sometimes forgets too. but it's okay when he does, because he's the foresi family bitch." she shrugged coyly. "maybe they do. maybe it also looks tougher. i wouldn't want to mess with a guy who has a few battle scars and survived." tsk'ing with her  tongue, she shook her head. "silly little maxxie. if you can't remember, you should make a map, like i do~. that's how i knew this block would be easy to take, you know, because the guy who last owned it was a weak little nimrod." she remembered the day of her acquisition, not too long ago. she'd led a ragtag team of ten girls and gotten laughed at, but no one was laughing once she got to beating their heads into the ground. the block was all the better for it, too -- the previous "landlord" had terrorized the owners of the small bodegas and mom-and-pop pound stores, but she and her small girl gang provided round-the-clock protection from burglars (accepting payment in the form of free merchandise in return, of course). all in a day's work.

aurelio, “golden”

niccolo, “victorious; conqueror of the people”

Ever.

Not just because she is insane because I mean.

Bellatrix:Voldemort::Francesca:____