Post by Sadie on Dec 12, 2009 2:02:57 GMT -5
After reading Roz's fic "Seeking Solace," and after seeing my picture that went along with it (http://nocturnerising.deviantart.com/art/betrayed-146373313), Jas had the WONDERFUL idea of writing a fic where Tala gets revenge. No way is she going to let Mercedes get away with what she did.
And I added a few others in there for a sprinkle of fun.
Enjoy their REEVEEEEENGE.
--
“She WHAT?!”
Blazing orange eyes flew upward to meet a pair of golden optics, burning angrily in the inner core. Her fingers ripped the paper from the other’s hands, and she muttered a swift apology before reading the words again. Those horrible words that were written in huge, block letters that looked so angry, even in the black print.
“Mercedes cheated on Etoile.”
“I am going to RIP THAT GIRL APART!” Hands balled into fists, crumpling the paper into a tiny ball, the younger girl spat out her words like bullets. She couldn’t understand why Nalo was floating so calmly, because she wanted to rip that stupid girl into a million tiny fragments and stomp on them. “I’m going to strangle her until she’s blue in her pretty little face, and then throw her into a paper shredder, and then bake the pieces at a fiery temperature, and then scatter the ashes into empty space and let them drift away into nothingness!”
A silvery tendril slipped out and snaked onto her shoulder, calming the girl’s furious temper enough for her to notice that Nalo was writing again. The only thing that made her feel better was that the girl was nodding in response to her outburst while she wrote. Steaming, infuriated, she stood still, glaring at the paper while watching Nalo further explain the situation to her.
“He came back to the base last night in tears. I think he’s better today but he’s just not Etoile. Basically, he found Mercedes kissing another guy and she didn’t even try to explain, or deny anything. Like a slap to his face, you know? But maybe you should talk to him, Tala, you know him better than any of us.”
Which sounded reasonable, but Tala had a better idea.
“Oh, I’ll talk to him,” she snarled, the fire bubbling back up inside of her core. “But not until after I make that girl wish that she had never even touched a curly hair on his head! Oh, revenge will be sweet, Nalo, revenge will be sweet.”
Another few seconds of scratching, and then Nalo flipped the paper around again, showing her a few small words. “I’m in.”
“Good.” Like a mastermind, Tala began to pace, glaring holes into the walls while she stalked over the floor. “We need a healthy dose of humiliation. We can’t let Etoile know, though. He’s too nice for his own blasting good and he’d say that she doesn’t deserve it, but oh, she deserves it all right. And we’ll need help, too, we can’t do this ourselves. We’ll need evil brilliance.”
Nalo looked a little lost by her string of decisions, but she nodded affirmatively anyway. At Tala’s last phrase, her grin grew wider, as though she already expected Tala’s next words.
“We need the twins.”
--
“Did you check on him?”
Nalo nodded while they continued to walk, but then she shook her head, and Tala could guess what that meant. He was the same – Etoile, but not Etoile. Sighing in frustration, Tala jerked her head forward. “Hurry, we have to catch them while they’re still there.”
Entering the kitchen, they surrounded their targets, who looked up from their exploration in to the refrigerator. Dengeki straightened, looking at the two girls with an eyebrow lifting into the air. “Can we help you lovely ladies?”
“You remember Mercedes?” Tala’s voice came out sharper than usual, hitting a hard edge when it got to her name.
“Etoile’s girlfriend?” Standing up, Unagi glanced at her, noting the change in her voice.
“Yeah.” Orange optics narrowed into dangerous slits. “She cheated on him.”
The sentence took a few seconds to sink into the minds of the twins, but when it hit, the effect was instantaneously. Furiously, both twins shouted exclamations filled with shock and rage. “WHAT?!”
“You mean she-“
“I always knew she was a bad one-“
“Is he okay?!”
“That no-good scheming-“
“I know!”
Tala’s shout cut them both off, and their eyes whirled around to fix on her. She nodded, eyes still flashing dangerously as she continued. “Etoile is not fine. But she is. And I plan on fixing that. Are you in?”
“Oh, we’re in.” Smiling lethally, Dengeki shot a glance at Unagi. “We’re going to get her good for this.”
“She’s going down. Nobody messes with our adopted little brother.”
“Or my older brother.” Tala sat down at the table, fingers drumming loudly on the surface while she thought. “But we need a good idea. Something that will make her regret what she did to him.”
“Public humiliation is good for that,” Dengeki smirked, sitting across from her while Unagi sat beside him. “A healthy dose of public humiliation, with an added side of messy and irritating. Something that will take forever for her to reverse.”
“Oh, that’s good,” Unagi told his twin, looking thoughtful. “Smelly, too, for the extra added factor of just being annoying.”
The sound of Nalo’s pen scribbling across the surface of her paper stopped them all, and when she finished, she turned it so that they all could read her words. “Good ideas. But should we let Etoile see?”
“I don’t think so,” Tala told her, shrugging. “He’s just too softhearted, you know? But we’ll let everyone else see. We’ll make sure that they know what she did.” A smirk tugged upward at her lips. “Lady and gentleman, let’s do it.”
Four hands stacked on top of each other, signing off the deal.
Mercedes was going down.
--
The very next day, Operation Revenge was initiated.
Tala walked down the hall with innocence radiating from her limbs. She had borrowed Etoile’s headphones – large things that kept the music pounding into her ears – and it gave her an excuse to not talk to anyone while she searched for her target. The rock music was blasting, seeping out of the space between the speakers and her head, and she could see a few aliens roll their eyes as she stalked by.
Oh, well. She was on a mission, even if they didn’t know it.
When she spotted Mercedes, her blood began to boil. What had Etoile ever seen in that girl? Sure, she was pretty, but she leaked some kind of aura that had Tala steaming at her very presence. But no matter. For now, she had to put on a good face.
Sliding next to Mercedes, she dropped the headphones onto her shoulders, not bothering to turn down the volume just as an annoyance factor. Mercedes could hear her approaching and let out a light roll of her eyes at the girl’s entrance, trying to ignore the younger girl as she greeted Mercedes with false enthusiasm. “Hey girl!”
“Uhh, hi.” Sweeping a few strands of thin blonde hair over her shoulders, the girl looked annoyed. “Can you turn those down? That music is really just annoying.”
“What, you don’t like rock?” Innocent eye-batting. The girl was playing her for a sucker.
“Uhm, no. Please turn it down.”
Heaving a sigh, Tala made a show of turning the volume down, and then turned her attention back to Mercedes with ease. “So how are you doing? You look really nice today, is that for something special? Oh, is my brother taking you somewhere nice?”
She watched carefully for a sign of guilt. There was none.
Dirty, rotten, scheming-
Tala took a deep, conspicuous breath. She had to be calm in order to pull this off.
“Not quite.” A pretty smile, full of pretty pinkish teeth. Tala briefly envisioned smashing them. “I hate to tell you this, sweetie,-“ Tala winced at the term. It was so demeaning. “-but your brother and I aren’t together anymore.”
A feigned look of shock. “What? Why? When did this happen?”
“He broke up with me.” Liar. Tala wanted to spit on her. “It’s probably for that other girl, you know? That one he’s always hanging around with.”
“That can’t be right,” Tala informed her demurely, “Nalo’s his best friend, but there’s nothing going on between them. Why do you think he would break up with you?”
The girl looked uncomfortable by the questioning, and Tala inwardly shouted with victory. On the outside, however, she remained cool like ice. “Well, I don’t know. Maybe he just got tired of me.” The pink eyes, slitted like cat-eyes, flashed with something else. Tala had always hated her eyes, and now she wanted to bruise one of them.
“That’s a bummer.” Tala shrugged as though it didn’t really matter. As though her brother wasn’t currently moping around like some kind of dejected puppy. As though she hadn’t shattered his heart. “But no hard feelings, right? I have something for you. Since your birthday was yesterday.”
The very reason that Etoile had gone over to find her. To wish her a happy birthday.
“Really?” The girl looked a little uneasy, and Tala felt smug because she knew why. Nothing like getting a gift from the little sister of the boy whose heart that broke. “You didn’t have to.”
“I wanted to.” She grasped the girl’s wrist, which was smooth and almost oily. Gross. “Come on, it’s a really good one.”
Still squirming, Mercedes followed her obediently, shifting her eyes both ways as though looking for a way to escape. Tala led her across the room and into the center, where she had already designated a certain area for their lovely little present. When she had Mercedes in the perfect spot, she glanced upward, and that was the signal.
Suddenly, bucketfuls of disgusting-looking slop came raining down from above, and Tala had enshrouded herself in a glowing green bubble by the time it hit. Her companion’s startled shriek was so satisfying, especially as the girl began to let out noises when she realized exactly what the mess was made of, courtesy of the garbage cans from outside.
“What is- why did you- uck, this is-“ The girl’s pink eyes shot up to Tala’s grinning face, where she was hidden inside of her bubble. “What have you done?!”
Instead of answering, Tala gestured to the air above them, and the twins leaped downward, both of them holding large buckets that held the same slop. They smirked at the girl and swept simultaneous bows. “A present, from us to you!”
“We hope you love it!”
“Nalo put a lot of care into it, making sure that it was a lovely mixture that would be sure to delight you!”
The girl’s furious eyes began to blaze, but Tala turned and beckoned Nalo forward, who joined them with a pleased grin on her face. When Mercedes opened her mouth, no doubt in order to yell at them for their crime, Nalo let a limb shoot out from her waist, and it slapped Mercedes across the cheek like a silver whip.
The twins exchanged whoops of laughter and high-fives, sprinting off into the distance while carrying the buckets with them. Nalo smiled pleasantly at the girl and then glanced at Tala, silently asking her if she was ready to leave. But Tala wasn’t done.
Picking up a fruit peel between her fingers, she plopped it into the top of Mercedes’ head like a disgusting crown. “Nobody,” she whispered, smiling pleasantly while the girl stood there in furious, stunned rage, “breaks my brother’s heart and gets away with it. Have a nice day.”
“It’s his fault,” Mercedes spat, looking as though she could kill. “It’s his fault that he-“
Whirling around, Tala rammed a fist into her face, knocking the girl to the floor while trembling anger shook her entire frame. This time, her mask was broken, cracked enough to reveal the white-hot fury that was coursing through her. “Don’t ever speak to us again. Ever. Do you understand me? I will tear you apart, and don’t you dare think that I won’t do it.”
Leaving the girl in speechless rage, Tala flipped around on her heels and hooked her arm around Nalo’s. “Alright, we can go. I think Etoile needs a bowl of stardust ice-cream, don’t you?” Nodding, Nalo left with her, trying to hide the laughter that was shaking her shoulders.
Behind them, they left a silent room that wondered what had happened. They left behind a furious girl who could do nothing about her anger except simmer in it. They left a stinking, rotting mess.
But mostly, they left their rage behind, and when both girls went in to greet Etoile with a large bowl of ice cream, covered in candied drizzle, they kept their secret to themselves, smiling slightly while they picked up the pieces of his heart and glued them back together with treats, laughter, and warmth.
And I added a few others in there for a sprinkle of fun.
Enjoy their REEVEEEEENGE.
--
“She WHAT?!”
Blazing orange eyes flew upward to meet a pair of golden optics, burning angrily in the inner core. Her fingers ripped the paper from the other’s hands, and she muttered a swift apology before reading the words again. Those horrible words that were written in huge, block letters that looked so angry, even in the black print.
“Mercedes cheated on Etoile.”
“I am going to RIP THAT GIRL APART!” Hands balled into fists, crumpling the paper into a tiny ball, the younger girl spat out her words like bullets. She couldn’t understand why Nalo was floating so calmly, because she wanted to rip that stupid girl into a million tiny fragments and stomp on them. “I’m going to strangle her until she’s blue in her pretty little face, and then throw her into a paper shredder, and then bake the pieces at a fiery temperature, and then scatter the ashes into empty space and let them drift away into nothingness!”
A silvery tendril slipped out and snaked onto her shoulder, calming the girl’s furious temper enough for her to notice that Nalo was writing again. The only thing that made her feel better was that the girl was nodding in response to her outburst while she wrote. Steaming, infuriated, she stood still, glaring at the paper while watching Nalo further explain the situation to her.
“He came back to the base last night in tears. I think he’s better today but he’s just not Etoile. Basically, he found Mercedes kissing another guy and she didn’t even try to explain, or deny anything. Like a slap to his face, you know? But maybe you should talk to him, Tala, you know him better than any of us.”
Which sounded reasonable, but Tala had a better idea.
“Oh, I’ll talk to him,” she snarled, the fire bubbling back up inside of her core. “But not until after I make that girl wish that she had never even touched a curly hair on his head! Oh, revenge will be sweet, Nalo, revenge will be sweet.”
Another few seconds of scratching, and then Nalo flipped the paper around again, showing her a few small words. “I’m in.”
“Good.” Like a mastermind, Tala began to pace, glaring holes into the walls while she stalked over the floor. “We need a healthy dose of humiliation. We can’t let Etoile know, though. He’s too nice for his own blasting good and he’d say that she doesn’t deserve it, but oh, she deserves it all right. And we’ll need help, too, we can’t do this ourselves. We’ll need evil brilliance.”
Nalo looked a little lost by her string of decisions, but she nodded affirmatively anyway. At Tala’s last phrase, her grin grew wider, as though she already expected Tala’s next words.
“We need the twins.”
--
“Did you check on him?”
Nalo nodded while they continued to walk, but then she shook her head, and Tala could guess what that meant. He was the same – Etoile, but not Etoile. Sighing in frustration, Tala jerked her head forward. “Hurry, we have to catch them while they’re still there.”
Entering the kitchen, they surrounded their targets, who looked up from their exploration in to the refrigerator. Dengeki straightened, looking at the two girls with an eyebrow lifting into the air. “Can we help you lovely ladies?”
“You remember Mercedes?” Tala’s voice came out sharper than usual, hitting a hard edge when it got to her name.
“Etoile’s girlfriend?” Standing up, Unagi glanced at her, noting the change in her voice.
“Yeah.” Orange optics narrowed into dangerous slits. “She cheated on him.”
The sentence took a few seconds to sink into the minds of the twins, but when it hit, the effect was instantaneously. Furiously, both twins shouted exclamations filled with shock and rage. “WHAT?!”
“You mean she-“
“I always knew she was a bad one-“
“Is he okay?!”
“That no-good scheming-“
“I know!”
Tala’s shout cut them both off, and their eyes whirled around to fix on her. She nodded, eyes still flashing dangerously as she continued. “Etoile is not fine. But she is. And I plan on fixing that. Are you in?”
“Oh, we’re in.” Smiling lethally, Dengeki shot a glance at Unagi. “We’re going to get her good for this.”
“She’s going down. Nobody messes with our adopted little brother.”
“Or my older brother.” Tala sat down at the table, fingers drumming loudly on the surface while she thought. “But we need a good idea. Something that will make her regret what she did to him.”
“Public humiliation is good for that,” Dengeki smirked, sitting across from her while Unagi sat beside him. “A healthy dose of public humiliation, with an added side of messy and irritating. Something that will take forever for her to reverse.”
“Oh, that’s good,” Unagi told his twin, looking thoughtful. “Smelly, too, for the extra added factor of just being annoying.”
The sound of Nalo’s pen scribbling across the surface of her paper stopped them all, and when she finished, she turned it so that they all could read her words. “Good ideas. But should we let Etoile see?”
“I don’t think so,” Tala told her, shrugging. “He’s just too softhearted, you know? But we’ll let everyone else see. We’ll make sure that they know what she did.” A smirk tugged upward at her lips. “Lady and gentleman, let’s do it.”
Four hands stacked on top of each other, signing off the deal.
Mercedes was going down.
--
The very next day, Operation Revenge was initiated.
Tala walked down the hall with innocence radiating from her limbs. She had borrowed Etoile’s headphones – large things that kept the music pounding into her ears – and it gave her an excuse to not talk to anyone while she searched for her target. The rock music was blasting, seeping out of the space between the speakers and her head, and she could see a few aliens roll their eyes as she stalked by.
Oh, well. She was on a mission, even if they didn’t know it.
When she spotted Mercedes, her blood began to boil. What had Etoile ever seen in that girl? Sure, she was pretty, but she leaked some kind of aura that had Tala steaming at her very presence. But no matter. For now, she had to put on a good face.
Sliding next to Mercedes, she dropped the headphones onto her shoulders, not bothering to turn down the volume just as an annoyance factor. Mercedes could hear her approaching and let out a light roll of her eyes at the girl’s entrance, trying to ignore the younger girl as she greeted Mercedes with false enthusiasm. “Hey girl!”
“Uhh, hi.” Sweeping a few strands of thin blonde hair over her shoulders, the girl looked annoyed. “Can you turn those down? That music is really just annoying.”
“What, you don’t like rock?” Innocent eye-batting. The girl was playing her for a sucker.
“Uhm, no. Please turn it down.”
Heaving a sigh, Tala made a show of turning the volume down, and then turned her attention back to Mercedes with ease. “So how are you doing? You look really nice today, is that for something special? Oh, is my brother taking you somewhere nice?”
She watched carefully for a sign of guilt. There was none.
Dirty, rotten, scheming-
Tala took a deep, conspicuous breath. She had to be calm in order to pull this off.
“Not quite.” A pretty smile, full of pretty pinkish teeth. Tala briefly envisioned smashing them. “I hate to tell you this, sweetie,-“ Tala winced at the term. It was so demeaning. “-but your brother and I aren’t together anymore.”
A feigned look of shock. “What? Why? When did this happen?”
“He broke up with me.” Liar. Tala wanted to spit on her. “It’s probably for that other girl, you know? That one he’s always hanging around with.”
“That can’t be right,” Tala informed her demurely, “Nalo’s his best friend, but there’s nothing going on between them. Why do you think he would break up with you?”
The girl looked uncomfortable by the questioning, and Tala inwardly shouted with victory. On the outside, however, she remained cool like ice. “Well, I don’t know. Maybe he just got tired of me.” The pink eyes, slitted like cat-eyes, flashed with something else. Tala had always hated her eyes, and now she wanted to bruise one of them.
“That’s a bummer.” Tala shrugged as though it didn’t really matter. As though her brother wasn’t currently moping around like some kind of dejected puppy. As though she hadn’t shattered his heart. “But no hard feelings, right? I have something for you. Since your birthday was yesterday.”
The very reason that Etoile had gone over to find her. To wish her a happy birthday.
“Really?” The girl looked a little uneasy, and Tala felt smug because she knew why. Nothing like getting a gift from the little sister of the boy whose heart that broke. “You didn’t have to.”
“I wanted to.” She grasped the girl’s wrist, which was smooth and almost oily. Gross. “Come on, it’s a really good one.”
Still squirming, Mercedes followed her obediently, shifting her eyes both ways as though looking for a way to escape. Tala led her across the room and into the center, where she had already designated a certain area for their lovely little present. When she had Mercedes in the perfect spot, she glanced upward, and that was the signal.
Suddenly, bucketfuls of disgusting-looking slop came raining down from above, and Tala had enshrouded herself in a glowing green bubble by the time it hit. Her companion’s startled shriek was so satisfying, especially as the girl began to let out noises when she realized exactly what the mess was made of, courtesy of the garbage cans from outside.
“What is- why did you- uck, this is-“ The girl’s pink eyes shot up to Tala’s grinning face, where she was hidden inside of her bubble. “What have you done?!”
Instead of answering, Tala gestured to the air above them, and the twins leaped downward, both of them holding large buckets that held the same slop. They smirked at the girl and swept simultaneous bows. “A present, from us to you!”
“We hope you love it!”
“Nalo put a lot of care into it, making sure that it was a lovely mixture that would be sure to delight you!”
The girl’s furious eyes began to blaze, but Tala turned and beckoned Nalo forward, who joined them with a pleased grin on her face. When Mercedes opened her mouth, no doubt in order to yell at them for their crime, Nalo let a limb shoot out from her waist, and it slapped Mercedes across the cheek like a silver whip.
The twins exchanged whoops of laughter and high-fives, sprinting off into the distance while carrying the buckets with them. Nalo smiled pleasantly at the girl and then glanced at Tala, silently asking her if she was ready to leave. But Tala wasn’t done.
Picking up a fruit peel between her fingers, she plopped it into the top of Mercedes’ head like a disgusting crown. “Nobody,” she whispered, smiling pleasantly while the girl stood there in furious, stunned rage, “breaks my brother’s heart and gets away with it. Have a nice day.”
“It’s his fault,” Mercedes spat, looking as though she could kill. “It’s his fault that he-“
Whirling around, Tala rammed a fist into her face, knocking the girl to the floor while trembling anger shook her entire frame. This time, her mask was broken, cracked enough to reveal the white-hot fury that was coursing through her. “Don’t ever speak to us again. Ever. Do you understand me? I will tear you apart, and don’t you dare think that I won’t do it.”
Leaving the girl in speechless rage, Tala flipped around on her heels and hooked her arm around Nalo’s. “Alright, we can go. I think Etoile needs a bowl of stardust ice-cream, don’t you?” Nodding, Nalo left with her, trying to hide the laughter that was shaking her shoulders.
Behind them, they left a silent room that wondered what had happened. They left behind a furious girl who could do nothing about her anger except simmer in it. They left a stinking, rotting mess.
But mostly, they left their rage behind, and when both girls went in to greet Etoile with a large bowl of ice cream, covered in candied drizzle, they kept their secret to themselves, smiling slightly while they picked up the pieces of his heart and glued them back together with treats, laughter, and warmth.
