"Little sister-dear, miss me much?"
A smile big and strangely pulling everyone and thing in, something new something strange and something that never was but days ago.
Two blonds in a hug, two now more then ever blood sisters with happy eyes and happy smiles loving each other after only hating with shouts of 'pom-pom' and 'crazy top'.
"Much, very much. So you got him, the big bad wolf?"
A man with angry eyes and a face full of hair (overgrown and untidy) glared up at them, brought to his knees by two little bitty girls waving there blond locks at him.
The villain of the year reduced to a man, a normal man, such a sight.
Claire's nightmare man and Elle's quest, they both wanted the same thing, to bring him down and so far they were getting their wish.
They smile down, wicked little grins.
You hear his muffled cries of anger, making them cover their mouths in laughter.
They stand in power while he's at their knees, afraid for the first time in many years.
"Baby-boy, it's our turn to shed blood; your time ran out a long time ago, sy-lar."
With a kiss to his head, and then there was no more head, pretty pink brain staring up at them.
Smiles dark, something bad growing underneath.
"Well, Elle, sister-dear, I think we should head out for a drink, I feel like celebrating. Our troubles are gone, our nightmares are gone, and I say we party."