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Be Careful What You Wish For...
mood: 
devious
deviousAmber sat at her vanity table in her room, alone as always, and more miserable than she could ever remember being in her life. Everything was a mess, Link and Tracy had split, Penny and Seaweed had split, Corny’s show was an emotionally fraught ordeal…even Vinnie was suffering. Everybody was hurting except her mom. Everybody’s feelings get hurt but Velma Von Tussle’s…because she didn’t have any. The woman was made of marble, white marble obviously, cold and hard and impervious to any hurt.
It was her mother’s fault she had ended up like this, her mother had taught her to be cruel and distant, to seduce and destroy instead of love. Her mother had stopped her making any of her own friends, even in kindergarten. She’d seen the other kids playing in the sand and finger-painting but she hadn’t been allowed to join in. her mother had left strict instructions that her pretty dress was not to get dirty.
Eventually her pretty clothes had won her a flock of followers but she’d never formed a real friendship, not like the girl with sandy coloured pig-tails and the roly poly girl who shared the paints did.
Her mother had ruined her life. Amber wasn’t a miniature version of her mother, she would make that clear to the world…but she was her mother’s daughter and that meant that vengeance wasn’t something she was morally opposed to, not in her mother’s case anyway.
“Seaweed’s come to see you.” Amber span round without thinking to hide her feelings. It was a definite mistake. Vinnie chuckled coldly from his position in the doorway
“The look on your face. You really believed…for a Von Tussle you sure are gullible…and stupid.”
“I don’t want to be a Von Tussle anymore.”
“Good luck explaining that to Aunt Velma.”
“I hate you Vincent. I hate you and I hate her and I hate your spineless mother.”
“Hey! Leave my mom alone! What has she ever done to you?”
“What had Link ever done to you…or Tracy?”
“Don’t tell me you’re feeling sorry for the heifer.”
“I feel sorry for anybody who’s ever met you. Does Aunt Victoria know what you’ve done to Tracy? I know she likes her.”
“You know she doesn’t. if you tell her…”
“I should tell her. It’s what your deserve…in fact it’s just the tip of the iceberg of what you deserve. You deserve every ounce of pain you’ve inflicted on other people and more besides, and I really wish you’d get it.”
“Done.” The voice came from inside Amber’s cavernous closet, neither she nor Vinnie were 100% sure they’d heard it.
“Get out of my room before I ring Aunt Victoria…I don’t think even your ego would recover if you knew you’d broken your mom’s heart.”
“And you say you don’t want to be a Von Tussle.”
“I don’t, but you bring out the worst in people.” Vinnie sneered before leaving for his bedroom, he had a bit of Physics homework to do…he hadn’t quite talked a girl from his class into doing it for him.
A couple of hours later he went to bed intending to sleep like a baby.
Anyanka had other ideas.
It was her mother’s fault she had ended up like this, her mother had taught her to be cruel and distant, to seduce and destroy instead of love. Her mother had stopped her making any of her own friends, even in kindergarten. She’d seen the other kids playing in the sand and finger-painting but she hadn’t been allowed to join in. her mother had left strict instructions that her pretty dress was not to get dirty.
Eventually her pretty clothes had won her a flock of followers but she’d never formed a real friendship, not like the girl with sandy coloured pig-tails and the roly poly girl who shared the paints did.
Her mother had ruined her life. Amber wasn’t a miniature version of her mother, she would make that clear to the world…but she was her mother’s daughter and that meant that vengeance wasn’t something she was morally opposed to, not in her mother’s case anyway.
“Seaweed’s come to see you.” Amber span round without thinking to hide her feelings. It was a definite mistake. Vinnie chuckled coldly from his position in the doorway
“The look on your face. You really believed…for a Von Tussle you sure are gullible…and stupid.”
“I don’t want to be a Von Tussle anymore.”
“Good luck explaining that to Aunt Velma.”
“I hate you Vincent. I hate you and I hate her and I hate your spineless mother.”
“Hey! Leave my mom alone! What has she ever done to you?”
“What had Link ever done to you…or Tracy?”
“Don’t tell me you’re feeling sorry for the heifer.”
“I feel sorry for anybody who’s ever met you. Does Aunt Victoria know what you’ve done to Tracy? I know she likes her.”
“You know she doesn’t. if you tell her…”
“I should tell her. It’s what your deserve…in fact it’s just the tip of the iceberg of what you deserve. You deserve every ounce of pain you’ve inflicted on other people and more besides, and I really wish you’d get it.”
“Done.” The voice came from inside Amber’s cavernous closet, neither she nor Vinnie were 100% sure they’d heard it.
“Get out of my room before I ring Aunt Victoria…I don’t think even your ego would recover if you knew you’d broken your mom’s heart.”
“And you say you don’t want to be a Von Tussle.”
“I don’t, but you bring out the worst in people.” Vinnie sneered before leaving for his bedroom, he had a bit of Physics homework to do…he hadn’t quite talked a girl from his class into doing it for him.
A couple of hours later he went to bed intending to sleep like a baby.
Anyanka had other ideas.
Did I mention....Long live the Queen!!!!!!!!
It could be bunnies ;)