Hello, merhaba, hola, bonjour, etc. I am updating early, so DEAL WITH IT!

Holly's POV

I hate Lucy Carlyle. I simply abhor her. I despised the way she stole Anthony Lockwood from my clutches. I loathed the way she patronized me. Oh, Lucy's just so talented! She has special powers, and she's just so amazing! Lucy, can I have your autograph? My conscious mocked. I narrowed my eyes as I was perched on the ugly, sterile chair in Lucy's hospital room. It took me so long to locate Anthony once more. I changed my accent, my voice, my age, my clothes, my hair and my skin just to be reinstated at Lockwood and Co. when I learned that she was there. I used to sob into my pillow every night.

And then, the ungrateful little home wrecker left. I pretended to act like I would miss her, but in reality, I wanted to hang, draw and quarter her in front of the agency, and then chop off her head and impale it on a pike. Then, a realization hit me. Lockwood was mine!

I spent days jumping around my apartment squealing in joy, like a stereotypical teenage girl who'd just been asked out by her crush. I knew that there was an upcoming Fittes event. So I went shopping. I bought the most alluring dress I could find. Then came the easy part; going to the ball.

That night, I rode in a taxi I hailed on my own because otherwise, my plan wouldn't work. I called a gossip agency, and gave a tip. I also said that i would pay them in cash if they followed up on the tip. The trap was set.

I walked into the Fittes agency. It was decorated with shiny (but classy) banners and streamers. I searched for my victim. I saw the back of a certain head, that belonged to a certain Anthony Lockwood. I tapped his shoulder. He turned around, and his eyes widened in recognition. His jaw dropped. I pulled him in for a kiss and held it until a saw a camera flash. Then, I walked away proudly, swaying my hips. I tossed my head. I glanced behind me, just to see Lockwood in a confused state. I only heard one voice as I left.

"Robin?

Ok. Hello, earthlings.

This chapter was not especially well written. So yeah.

Robin is an evil chicken! Well, that's actually how I perceive her. So yeah.

ERMAHGAWD! TEN REVIEWS! TuT -crying tears of joy (not really.)

What is a beta reader, hrmm?

Farewell, evil chickens!

-The Doctor