Madeline Raith god but did i ever wish i had gutted her, back one one of the many, many times we had been forced to endure each other's company in a family gathering. there had certainly been enough cutlery at he last one, that i could have done it.
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"Aaah Hell, what are the fuck are you doing here Madeline." i slurred, " and please don't tell me your degraded manwhore of a twin Madrigal Malvora, is here?"
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Madeline's face which had been turned in a fake friendly smile. twitched. "No, he back at his... place, making a real killing at his... business." me and Thomas shared a look, and burst out laughing. it was no secret that Madeline and Madrigal were somewhat estranged, due to their extremely different choices in diet, and how they obtained their food.
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"As i heard it, there was some actual killing done by him, about a month ago." Thomas observed grinning at her.
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"Father doesn't view that sort of thing kindly," i said gleefully
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"So what are you doing here, Madeline?' I asked, bored. "Your ruining a perfectly fine view of the sun." i griped.
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"I am Here," Madeline Ground out, between clenched teeth. "Because Father, for some reason decided to send me, to tell you two, that its time for you to be getting back." i giggled "Oh, are Madeline's dear, little whorish feelings hurt?" i crooned. "Is dear little Madeline, good for nothing more than servants work?"
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Madeline's eyes were ablaze, nearly literally. "WHo are you, to talk to me! Like i'm some sort of cheap two bit, 20 dollar Whore you can find in two minutes in any anyway!" she seethed. me and Thomas shared another look, "Oh maybe because you are, just some vapid, 20 dollar whore, you can find in any allyway." Thomas chirped. i giggled again, god i was doin to much of that lately "Yeah, probably blowing some homeless guy, for his hooch too."
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Madeline pointed a trembling perfectly manicured finger at me, and snarled "You WILL REGRET THAT BITCH!" she then whirled around, and stormed off, much like a sulking child really.
"Hey, what about ME!" called Thomas offended, that she hadn't sworn some sort of vengeance upon her as well. but she ignored him.
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"Well sister," my Brother sighed. "I guess its time to get back to the death inducing boredom, that is our home." we hugged, and he gave me, a quicker than normal familial kiss, on the mouth. i looked up at his face, which was now sporting a grimace. "What?" i asked, hurt.
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"You could have told me, that you blew Granton Kincaid, before i kissed you." he growled wiping his mouth, with his sleeve. i blushed. "Anyway same time, same place?" my brother asked?
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i had flash back. to earlier today, when my father had said those exact same words. only in a demand rather than a question. "No, i don't want to run into madeline again, why don't we go to place, not in chicago?" i asked. he frowned, "What do you mean?"
"i mean... well not really out of chicago, but rather, into old chicago. into the Nevernever." Thomas gaped at me. "Are you insane Sister, even if we somehow managed to find a way into the nevernever, what of the creatures inside it! and whats more, what of father, when or if we get back? he'd be furious with us, he'd try and have us killed!"
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i looked at my brother. "Thomas, you are a male. your already living on borrowed time, that's probably why Madeline ignored you. and besides, what's life without risks?".
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Thomas. looked at me as though i were insane, but then sighed, and agreed. we hugged, again, and kissed each other on the cheeks. "You know, we really, REALLY shouldn't have, ticked Madeline off, like we did, you know Father's gonna punish you some humilating, and painful, way." Thomas said, concern lacing his tone.
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i sighed, "Yeah i know, Thomas. but like i said, what's life, without risks."
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The New Dead Nation.
