Completely Wonderful

𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒 ／Kirsten Dunst en Maria Antonieta 9 avatares | 300x400px

"H-hello, I do not believe we've met. I'm Penelope Featherington." The redhead greeted Ella with a shy smile. She had noticed the blonde keeping to herself at this party. Perhaps this was her first time. Regardless, the more she watched her, the more she felt she might find a kindred spirit in her.

Ella hadn't been to a social gathering in so long that when she arrived she didn't know how to act. The people she had grown up with were strangers to her now and none knew the heartache she had been through. She decided to keep to the walls, hoping to blend in rather stand out when she heard a sweet voice to the side of her. She looked over and felt a smile lift her lips. She was a goregous thing with a tumble of red hair like her stepsister Anastasia. "Good evening Miss Featherington. I'm-" Her name was easy enough: Ella. But to claim her father's title now seemed so odd to her. "Ella, just call me Ella."

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── The widow's smile is laced with acid and her gaze pierces her ward's. Her fingers wrap around the hilt of her cane and she pushes herself to her feet. ❛ Isn't...fair? ❜ Her voice is quiet, calm...measured. She gathers herself to her full height, towering over the quiet ballerina. ❛ Darling girl, you have no idea the lengths that I go to keep this family afloat. Now-- ❜ Louise stamps her cane on the hard flooring of the studio. ❛ Give me the combination again. You are looking a little clumsy. Have you been watching what you eat like I told you, Ella? ❜ 

She had run the combination several times over already, her muscles shaking at the continued exhertion. She wanted a rest, to go home and snuggle in bed with Bruno, her dog. The way she said 'darling girl' had Ella wincing, knowing that she didn't really hold Ella in high regards. "Yes, Madam." Ella was far too skinny as it were but to be the best she watched everything. Even her sponsor, unbeknownst to Ella, fed her diet pills to keep her from gaining weight. She moved into postion to run the number ovr again, her head swimming with dizziness.

i want to lick mine and make love to it all night long.

i'm getting crumbs in my bosom.

we'll find some duct tape for you.

one down, how many left? how many are there left?

i think we need to find a place to lay low.

i don't think it's safe to leave tonight.

the streets are going to be crawling with guards and people looking for us.

it might be smart to be down in the cellar tonight.

i can clear out a bit more space.

i was also thinking about the weird cough you have.

jeez, you're the worst.

so, [name], spill your guts. what the fuck is going on?

a few years ago, i had a dream. i had a very intense dream, and in this dream, something asked me if i wanted revenge.

who is the last bullet for?

we don't want to lose you, [name].

i've killed a lot of people on my way here.

i no longer feel in control. i no longer trust myself.

i wouldn't expect you to trust me.

are you afraid you're going to hurt us?

i'm afraid i'm going to disappoint you.

i don't know how to stop this.

i want to hurt them. i want them to know it's me.

i think if we get out of this, either i'm going to need you to save me or finish me.

we can do that, and then if it gets out of control, we bop him on the head and take him to a temple.

i think that's the best plan we have, actually.

we have to kill everyone in as dramatic a fashion as possible.

you think we're going to win them over by showing them how disgusting we are?

i wouldn't mind a few people being scared of us, too.

we're going to knock him the fuck out!

don't worry, [name]. we've got you.

if i start to turn against you, if you think for a moment that i am out of control... please, please do what is necessary.

the moment that i turn on you, the moment that i even threaten any of you is a moment i am not in control. no matter what is happening.

i don't believe you're really sick.

i've heard a cough like that, and it's probably syphilis.

are we going there now?

we can all get a good night's sleep.

i will watch with him.

where do you think the smoke comes out of?

are we spooning?

are they vampires?

you're so intimidating in that costume.

wake the fuck up!

i would like to rage.

is your little butt flap down? are you in the long johns?

fucking hit him this time, will you?

because i just woke up, i've got to pee.

i can't move my lips.

this game is totally fucked.

by the way, i'm holding my dick with one hand and the wand with the other.

yeah, go fuck yourself.

vampires ain't shit!

it's never going to stop being funny.

you're so attractive tonight for some reason. have we been together?

little privacy, please?

should we ask it questions or something?

i think we should probably just kill it.

so newsflash: the fog is bad. we probably need a new hideout.

we should probably get the fuck out.

we stole a lot of wine.

i will attack both of you.

oh god, look at that smirk on his face!

we need a code word.

i'm taking this wig off.

this is the dumbest idea, by the way.

we don't give a fuck. we're walking around. we don't give a shit.

recognize us, i dare you.

i can't have you here! you'll bring them right to me!

i've never seen any of you in the city before in my life.

can we sleep here for the night?

can't fucking earn a living in this land.

i haven't eaten in three days.

the fuck are you talking about?

it'd be nice, for a change, that there'd be someone up to fucking fight for this shithole of a place.

did you really puke, or did you fake puke?

what makes you so sure you can change the tide of this battle?

i did not think you would have lived.

my friends are strong.

i think she's a bitch.

let's go pick a fight with a house.

if i've said it once, i've said it a hundred times. i don't need help.

there once was a fox, much like the tricksters in fables, who discovered they were not perceived as a predator but as prey. and this clever fox thought to themselves, "prey i shall be then, and satisfy their eyes with my charade while i rob them of their secrets," and they donned this clever disguise. and so whenever they bared their teeth, those dangerously sharp fangs, all anyone saw was a pretty smile.

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