“I’ll show him,” Britanny chuckled morbidly at the aspect of getting back at the pilot who had denied the pregnant werecheetah of her tuna. “Let’s see how well he can fly that plane after I blow off one of the wings.”
However, before Britanny could consider which color rifle she wanted to ‘borrow’ from Brianna’s collection, a voice echoed in the room. “You want a fish, right?”
Blinking her eyes, Britanny began to speak, “Yes, but who...” Britanny stared at who it was.
There, in all his glory, was the Undead Knight of the East...
...In overalls, rain-hat, and a raincoat, and a fishing rod in his hands; of course his armor was on underneath all these.
The werecheetah continued to start at the undead asshole for a few moments. “Rook? What are you doing here?”
“I asked if you wanted a fish,” the undead knight repeated.
“Well, yes,” Britanny admitted, “But you see...”
“A tuna, right?” Rook interjected.
“OH, YES!” Britanny replied as she nodded her head rapidly. The drool already starting to pool from the corner of her mouth at the very thought of her favorite, denied fish.
Smiling underneath his mask, Rook told her, “Well, you’ve got to kill your family.”
Britanny stared at Rook for a long time at that.
“... What?”
“Yes,” Rook said with a nod of his head. “I’ll give you a tuna-fish if you kill your family.”
Staring HARD at the undead knight, Britanny asked, “And just WHY Should I kill my family!?”
“They’ll be happier as undead,” Rook replied.
Britanny continued to stare at Rook. “You don’t seem happy.”
“Are you kidding, I’m happy as a fucking clam!” Rook said seriously. “Now kill your family!”
“...Um... OKAY!”
(------)
“Hey, Gina,” Brianna said as she tapped her sister’s shoulder.
Looking up form her project, Gina gazed lazily at her youngest sibling. “What is it?”
“Can you talk to Brit? I think something’s wrong with her?” Brianna said nervously.
Now Gina looked nervous. “Wrong? What do you mean?”
“Well, she’s hanging out in dad’s den,” Brianna started. “And... Well... It’s dark and there’s these weird lightning effects going on.”
“So why don’t YOU check it out?” Gina asked.
“Because the last time she had a mood swing, I checked it out,” Brianna stated. She poked her elder sister in the shoulder. “It’s YOUR turn this time.”
Grumbling, Gina got up form her seat. Damn it, wasn’t there some law that stated brilliant geniuses shouldn’t be bothers be slightly-psychopathic pregnant werecheetahs?
(------)
Gina looked about her father’s study. Wow, Britanny really had quite the eerie theme going on. The window was wide open, yet it was as dark as could be outside and inside. Cobwebs were scattered about, and the furniture was covered in dusty old sheets...
...Except one piece.
Looking at the table and chair in the center of the room, Gina looked over at the typewriter. A small note was written in the middle of the page. “Feeling fine,” Gina read off of the paper.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Gina guessed that Brianna was just overreacting. Brit must have been in a gothic mood or something.
And then lightning struck in the distance, illuminating the room. Gina could see words scribbled all about the room in luminescent writing. ‘No tuna on time make Britanny go crazy’.
“Damn, dad is gonna be so pissed about the graffiti,” Gina grumbled in annoyance more so than fear...
...Until Britanny seemingly snuck up behind her from out of nowhere. “Hey, Gina...”
Shrieking, Gina practically jumped forward three feet. “Jesus, Brit! Are you trying to give me a heart-attack!?”
“No, Gina,” Britanny said cryptically as she stalked towards her sister. “I’ve been trying to write a script for a movie, but I can’t think of a title.”
“R-really?” Gina asked nervously. Crap. Of all the times to leave her force-shield generator in the lab.
“Yes, Gina,” Britanny said. “But I can’t think of a good title. All I have so far is, “No Tuna on Time Make Britanny Something Something…”
“Go crazy?” Gina asked nervously.
“Don’t mind if I do!” Britanny shouted suddenly, going through a series of weird facial expressions and noises.
Gina screamed and ran for the door. Britanny ran after her quickly...
...Only to hit her head on the doorframe to the room, knocking herself unconscious.
Breathing heavily, all Gina could mutter was, “Goddamn...”
(------)
Grunting, Gina carry Britanny into the reinforced storage room. Dropping the unconscious werecheetah, Gina wiped the sweat from her brow. “Darn it, Britanny, you stay down here until you’re sane again!”
Blinking, Gina looked at one of the metal shelves. She pulled a can off of it. “Hmm... Peaches? That would be a good snack.”
And so, stepping out of the room, Gina sealed it behind her.
"Can't talk. Eating for two."
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