Dedicated to you. Prepare for madness.
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Chidorella in Neverland
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A brunette flinched in fear as her stepmother threw a glass to the wall, face fuming with anger. "And you call this water?!" Her shout covered the sound of glass breaking, turning into shreds on the floor.
The girl, Yukarella Atlus, shook her head warily. "Y-Yes…" She couldn't understand what was wrong with the water. She hadn't poisoned it yet.
The stepmother, Mitsurette, flipped her fabulous red hair, crossing her legs on the couch. "Serve me healthy water, with the finest flavor."
An awkward silence of the brunette's part. "B-But, mother—"
"Madam," Mitsurette corrected.
"Madam… Healthy water has no flavor, color, or odor," she muttered matter-of-factly.
"Do I look stupid to you?" The redhead retorted, not even glancing to her stepdaughter. Yes, Yukarella thought. "Quickly, Yuckarella, before I submit you to the next summer camp in Sahara." With that threat in tow, Yukarella rushed to the kitchen to look for the magical liquid.
This was her pitiful life. Her mother, Hamukaela, died in an accident. Her father, Shinjirobert, married this horrendous excuse of an old woman—because her stepmother looked like 19 even though she was supposedly aged 21—who was so evil that she already had children of the same age as Yukarella, who was 17 now. Shinjirobert then went on a business vacation to Alaska to establish a partnership with the Eskimos for his upcoming international snowshoe industry in a tropical country.
Mitsurette had told her the day after the marriage that her daughters weren't her real daughters, they only had biological connection with her, so she decided to take them in because she was a kind person.
But that didn't mean she was any less evil.
Because two days after the marriage, she found out that her father and her new stepmother weren't married. It was a homecoming party for Mitsurette, who was in fact, Shinjirobert's cousin. She was her aunt all along.
But that didn't mean she was any less her stepmother.
Yukarella scanned all the spices she had in the counter and frowned, not knowing what to do. She wouldn't possibly put sugar in her potion, would she? ...Nah, she thought. Before she could reach for the miracle ingredient Z-247, another redhead walked in.
It was her twin sister, Chidorella.
The red-haired girl stared at the brunette, which the brunette reciprocated with the same intensity. They shared a sisterly silence and nodded simultaneously, understood that something big was going to happen. Twin Sister Social Link had leveled up to 11.
Then, Mitsurette's annoyed rage filled the entire Atlus Family Mansion. "Chidorella, Yukarella, come here this instant!"
"Aye, madam!" They both replied and scurried to the main hall of their manor. When they arrived, their stepsisters, Fuukastasia and Aigiselle, were already there, looking as timid and robotic as ever. "I have yet to make your requested drink, mother."
"Madam," Mitsurette corrected unproductively before hiding her body behind the curtains of the window while motioning to a silver-haired man in front of their gate. "Is that Akihigeorge?"
"Yes." Aigiselle, Chidorella, Fuukastasia, and Yukarella answered in unison.
Without further ado, the oldest woman in the group jumped and ran to the door, without even using her ridiculously long high heels. The four daughters spied from the large window, standing unhidden in alphabetical order.
Then, they started to gossip.
"I hate Akihigeorge," Chidorella started, eyeing the royal guard who grinned at their mother's presence with disgust.
Aigiselle nodded her robotic head. "I consent with you. His appearance is decrepit."
Yukarella didn't say anything but inwardly, she was envying the fact that her twin sister could easily state her opinion about her evil stepmother. Fuukastasia took out her binoculars and focused on the older duo outside. "I wonder what they're talking about…"
Chidorella snorted. "I don't care. Look at your mother, such red-haired whore."
At this, both Fuukastasia and Aigiselle turned their heads at breakneck speed, seemingly wanting to agree but couldn't, so they just bit their lips like grotesque teenagers in their emo phase. Yukarella stared at them with a raised eyebrow. Upon seeing their emoism almost changing into self-inflicted depression, she chose to turn into a black sheep. "Said someone whose hair is bloody scarlet."
The redhead rolled her eyes. "Does it matter?"
"Hypocrite." Yukarella insulted.
"Hypocrite." Fuukastasia insulted.
"Hypocrite." Aigiselle insulted.
The effect was marvelous, Chidorella's eys narrowed dangerously and she reached into her floor-length white sundress in slow motion, as though intending to take out a chained sickle and prepare three holes in the nearby cemetery. Plus one if she was feeling lucky.
But before the scene turned dark like some teen-rated anime adaptation of an equally emo JRPG chasing the idealism of defeating the Greater Bad, they saw Akihigeorge waved goodbye to Mitsurette and went away with the prince's favorite dog, Koromarlin. Their mother made a graceful dance towards the window, opened a scroll of announcement in front of them, and declared to the younger females, "We're going to the royal dance ball tomorrow night!"
No, no, no. Nope. They all thought on the inside.
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Wanted to make this multi-chapter, but decided against it. I want longer fics.
But I decided against it again XD
So, any thought?
06/19/2016 ~NollyLvn