A/N: Ok everybody this is my first ever fan-fic, and I really hope you enjoy it. It's not that good...... Anyway, I want some helpful criticism guys!! Please!! It's based on the film 'Chicago' and this is my first chapter. It's a bit rubbish and not very descriptive, sorry but I got a bit carried away with wanting to get onto the juicy bits lol. Even if you don't like this chapter please carry on reading as I promise the next chapter will be a lot better hopefully!! And I'll try and make this 1 better when I have more time...enjoy!! Sorry about the swearing.

"Give me one damn good reason why I shouldn't shoot you?"

"Velma! I'm your sister for crying out loud, isn't that reason enough?"

"Not when you've been screwing my husband it's not!"

Velma's eyes burned with rage as she stalked around the opulent hotel room. Her dark hair flying as she swivelled to face them, sat there on that cream silk bed where they'd been doing no. 17: The Spread-Eagle when Velma had walked in. She suddenly looked up through her long lashes and saw Charlie staring her down. She laughed to herself: Oh Charlie, sweet Charlie. Sat there so serious and stony-faced, I'll make him suffer...I'll make him cry out for more...

But Veronica spoke out into the lethal silence,

"Face it Velma, you'd be nothing without me. The customers come to see a sister act – we're the best show in town!"

"V...V...Velma, sweetie, don't do anything brash, we all know you've got a fiery temper but it don't mean you got the right to kill us. And what would it do for business? With you in jail and all." stammered Charlie smiling nervously.

"Shit Charlie. But I suppose you had the right to cheat on me, with my own damn sister! And well as for business... I guess that I'm just gonna have to see what's its like tonight..." Velma sneered, gently turning her head round to face them, her eyes gleaming in the hazy ambience.

"Whaddy'a mean Velma? You can't do this, you'd be nothing without us. You're a sister act, and that means that you gotta have a sister, and the only one I see round is Veronica. You can't do it alone."

"Velma, please...I'm sorry, ok? I didn't mean for you to find out." Veronica was pleading now, reaching out with her slender arms but only grasping air.

"Well, I guess I'll cya around," Velma smiled slyly before kissing the air with her cherry-red lips, "Toots."

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BANG

THAT..................

BANG

JAZZZZ.....................