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() The glass breaks off in Veronica's chest, and I grin down at her corpse, slowly standing to my feet, picking up Satan. "I'm taking over." I...
Veronica: *struggles to get away* Guards! Help me! Guards: *rush over, and collapse as soon as they get close* "That wouldn't be fair, mother!" I...
Satan: Alice! *steps forward, and suddenly collapses in pain* S-stop it! I laugh, my eyes turning onyx. "No."
"What?" I snap, a grin spreading across my features. "She deserves this! She deserves to feel the pain that I do!" I shout, cutting her throat....
Veronica: *smiles smugly* I knew she wouldn't do anything- I suddenly lunge for Veronica, pinning her to the ground, the glass at her throat. "…"...
Veronica: *smirks, easily shoving Sam away* Well? Are you just going to stare at me, Alice? I quiver angrily, and the glass I'm holding shatters...
(There should be )
Satan: Not exactly… Veronica: *enraged* Shut your mouth! Raven would never- "Don't. Bring. Her. Up." Veronica: Who? The better sister? Since...
(No it came from that cartoon, Adventure Time! I'm such a nerd! But Marceline sings this beautifully!)
Satan: Yes…? *answers Kat, worriedly watching Veronica* "What do you mean?" Veronica: You do absolutely nothing I say- "I'm an adult. I'm not...
(Guess where the song Alice sang came from? )
"I don't know." I respond, before fixing Veronica with a grin. "Hello, mother." Veronica: *glares* I'd like to speak with you in private- "Seeing...
"Don't worry. I won't let her touch you…" I say to Sam, calmly watching Veronica approach.
"Hah. She was always my enemy." I mutter, glancing at Veronica. Veronica: *flustered, shoves her glass at a servant and shoos Satan away* Satan:...
(Veronica will. Satan will just nonchalantly be an irresponsible father ) I hug her back, grinning. "I sure did, didn't I…?"
I feel myself smiling lightly at Veronica's expression, daring her to try anything. Well… I shouldn't have to justify what I do, I shouldn't...
Satan: What is she… Veronica: *blinks, sinking in her seat as people begin to stare*
Veronica: *eyes narrow* I sing louder, making eye contact with her. I'm sorry I don't treat you like a goddess, Is that what you want me to do?...
(she's not even done yet )
Satan: *whispers* Hey daughter of mine. I nod at the live band, and they begin to play, a unique blend of piano, violin, and a bass guitar. La...