Amanda: Hello, and welcome to my gruesome and (hopefully) entertaining new fanfic, PaD: A Threeshot. It's simply three short stories, based off Bleedman's Grim Tales and PPG comics, dedicated to the PaD girls, Mandy, Gaz, and Lalavava (AKA Olga). The first one has a bit of gore, so be warned.
Summary: "Metal Ballet". After a successful Megasville take-over, Lalavava still has some unfinished business. Who says murder's not an art?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot.
Warning: Totalitarianism. Again, some gore. You've been warned.
"Metal Ballet" (Lalavava Astronomonov)
She watched the homes burn, unconcern on her features. They all did. They looked down upon it, triumph burning in their souls and on their tongues, but their faces held no expressions. They walked towards the ruins of what used to be a city, and then paused again, admiring their work. The blonde turned to the violenett.
"A complete success, don't you think, Gaz?" She asked, twiddling with the cat of nine tails in her hand. "I do love it when things go according to plan."
"I guess so." Gaz muttered, but by the smirk on her face, her companions could tell she was at least partially satisfied. "…There could have been more fire." She added after a moment, kicking a piece of rubble and giggling insanely when it caught fire for no reason at all.
"You're hopeless." Mandy shook her head, "it's always fire with you, isn't it? ...Still, you must admit this amount of destruction is impressive. Possibly some of our best work." She turned to her other pigtailed companion, who had yet to speak a word. "What do you think, Lala?" The aforementioned girl took a look around the area then nodded in agreement.
"It is quite impressive, but we're not done here." A determined look crossed her face. "Surely you remember?"
"…Oh, yes. The boy. Wasn't he part of the resistance at one point or another?"
"Yes. He was also part of the group that brought about the fall of Black Eden (1)."
"So…he's a threat?" Gaz asked raising a slender purple brow, exposing a rarely seen honey-colored eye. Lalavava shrugged.
"If not, at least a potential annoyance."
"…And therefore, must be eliminated." Mandy added closingly, crushing a random piece of someone's house under her boot.
"Where is the little maggot, anyhow?" Gaz inquired.
"The 'maggot' is most likely cowering in his natural habitat."
"His house?" Gaz threw in.
"His lab, or what's left of it."
"How far is it?"
"Not far; only a few blocks. It won't take long." Lala walked quickly ahead of her two companions who glanced at each other in unison then quickened their pace to catch up with their youngest.
"Well, someone's in a hurry." Mandy muttered to her short co-dictator. Lalavava growled.
"I want to hurry up and kill him so I can leave. I HATE this town."
"I can see why," Gaz chuckled, "it's a dump." The rest of the walk was made in silence, but there was a small angry noise when they reached their destination.
"It's still standing." Gaz hissed, annoyed at the lack of destruction.
"Not for long." Lala Said evenly before dramatically storming up to the house and kicking in door in. She and her fellow demonic little girls kept maneuvering through the house until they reached a door with things like 'keep out!' and 'stay away!' in big, bold letters on it.
"…I'm assuming this is it." Mandy muttered, breaking the small silence that had formed.
"Never 'assume'; it makes an 'ass' out of 'u' and 'me'. …But yes, this is it. Lala attempted to open the door only to find it locked. "Well, that's no surprise. Gaz, if you don't mind…"
"Of course." Gaz pulled two small devices out of her pocket and placed one at the base one the door. "Back away." She told them, and they did. Gaz flipped a switch on the other device and after a resounding 'BOOM!' was heard, they stepped up and through the burning remains of the door. Gaz paused to gape.
"Ooo, fire!" She cooed, her eyes lighting up. Mandy let out an exasperated sigh.
"Come on."
As they reached the bowels of the lab, they came upon a small figure sitting on a stool, hunched over and facing away from them. As they drew closer they could see a mop of curly red hair on his head.
"The lab door was open." Dexter tensed when he heard another person's voice in the room, but then calmed and slowly turned to face them. He gave a sad half-smile.
"Being the last surviving person in this town, I didn't think I'd have to worry much about it." He paused. "I guess I was wrong."
"Oh, don't worry. You won't have to worry when you're dead." Dexter blinked.
"'Dead?' You're going to kill me?" He blinked again. "Why?" Lala growled and the others watched in silence and confusion.
"One, you were part of the resistance."
"True." He nodded.
"Two, you were the main component in the downfall of Black Eden."
"True."
"Three, my brother."
"Tr- wait, what?" Lala hissed, storming up to him and grabbing him by the collar.
"Don't play dumb!" She yelled. "My brother; Mandark Astronomonov!" Dexter gasped, prying her hands off him and stumbling backwards, eyes wide. Lala pointed a finger accusing. "It's YOUR fault my brother's dead!" The two other dictators blinked. They had not been expecting that.
"Y-you're Olga?" Dexter squeaked, stuttering all the while. Lalavava gave an angry shriek, launching herself at him and lifting him off the ground by his collar again. (A/N: Strong little thing, isn't she? XD)
"IT'S LALA VAVA!" She threw him in the direction of her companions, who stepped back to avoid being part of the collision, then stepped together to prevent his escape. Dexter blinked, trying to find a way out and finding none. He then turned back to face Lala, trying to reason with her. It would do him no good.
"B-but I didn't kill your brother! He blew himself up!"
"You drove him to it." Her eyes showed no mercy. She looked up to Gaz and Mandy. "Hold him, please. Hold him still." They nodded, hauling him up. They smirked, knowing full well what fate awaited the short brainiac before them.
Lala then stepped forward and began to do the oddest thing: She began to spin. A ballet-like twirl that went faster and faster until she looked like a tiny hurricane. It happened fast. A blur of leg movement, Crack! Scream! Blood dripped past his lips. Another blur, crunch, gurglenow it's filling up his mouth, slipping down his throat. He knows he can't stop it. Blur, squish…
Silence.
All at once, the movement stopped, and Lala stood still, trying to regain her footing. The other two admired her work, staring at what little remained of Dexter's smashed-in face. It was almost beautiful, in a sense. …The murder, not the corpse. …Her form had been perfect. It had all been done in one swift motion; she never stopped once. It was almost like a little death dance; a metal ballet danced in the metal ballet shoes Lala was currently cleaning off. Graceful, but deadly. Hmm, who say murder's mot an art?
…The corpse, however, was just gross. The two girls dropped the body, and Lala looked up from the gore on her shoes.
"Shall we go?" She asked, standing. The other two nodded.
"Let's."Silence.
Halfway out the door, Mandy spoke up.
"You know, Lala… you don't really seem like the caring sibling kind of girl."
"Yeah, what was up with that?" Gaz voiced.
"Me, care?" Lala snorted and laughed. "I didn't care about my brother! Don't be silly! I just…I… I wanted to kill him myself! Yeah!" She huffed.
She didn't sound too sure.
END
Amanda: Well, there you have it! Maybe Lalavava doesn't hate her brother as much as she lets on. One down, two to go.
(1): Black Eden is the combined forces of Zim, Mandark, Bell, Bell's father and The Cluster.
Next time: "Not Even Death" AKA "Prisoner" (Gaz Membrane)
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