I do not own the OC, Amy, who is the creation of pinksakura271.
Leaving Carlos and Jay to laugh hysterically in the hallway, Amy and Ciara went to go get lunch. Which didn't end well seeing that for half of that time Ciara had to have her tail wrapped around Amy's belt loop to keep her away from a tray of pink frosted sugar cookies.
"BUT THEY LOOK SO GOOD AND PRETTY AND PINK!"
She whined, trying to pull free of Ciara's superior strength, even if it was just her tail.
"You don't need that much sugar, even one of those cookies would give you energy to bounce off the walls for three days straight."
Ciara said calmly. She was used to dealing with the small dragon around anything that had sugar in it or, even worse, had sugar in it and was pink.
"But, but, but-"
"NO Pinky."
Amy looked at her and gave her the most pitiful puppy dog pout ever.
"Remember, I have no heart. There is nothing to melt. Literally. There's just an empty hole where my heart is supposed to be. That's where I keep my wallet."
Amy stopped giving her famous puppy dog pout for a minute to fully understand what her friend had just said, and started it up again. Ciara sighed.
"Come on."
She said, standing to leave and lifting Amy with only her tail, easily towing the lightweight girl behind her and keeping her from using her magic to get away with her own aura. Much to the surprised stares of the other students.
"Nothing to see here people!"
She roared, startling them back into their normal routine as she continued to drag Amy out of the cafeteria. The small dragon desperately fighting her the entire time.
"Will you stop that?"
Ciara asked, knowing that nothing annoyed Amy more than when she absolutely refused to show any emotion. Amy whined.
"But the cookies….."
Ciara turned to look at her captive.
"When you see your sister, you can ask her to get you some cookies, and you can make her life unbearable for a few days because of your sugar high, I will be taking a week off in that case because I am not going to be held responsible for you going crazy."
Amy grumbled out her complaint and Ciara laughed.
"Keep fighting Pinky. You're not getting back in the cafeteria to get to the cookies."
Amy sighed and gave up, which was a rather amusing sight seeing that Ciara still refused to let her go, and dragged the dejected dragon to the nurse's office, where Mal was slowly waking up from being knocked out cold when Ciara threw her. Putting Amy down in a seat next to her sister and blocking her magic so she couldn't teleport out the room while simultaneously blocking the door with her wing, she watched as the elder twin woke up fully.
"YOU! What are you doing here bat breath?!"
Ciara rolled her eyes, though you couldn't really see the difference, you could tell when she was disgusted with you.
"Firstly, I am a demon. Secondly, I came to give you your sister back. She wants cookies."
Mal looked confused.
"Why is that a problem? Let her have the cookies."
Ciara sighed.
"Alright, but don't expect any help from me when she goes crazy."
She said before containing her aura and folding in her wings, not moving much more after that.
"Good day, and good luck."
She said before vanishing into a portal of complete and total darkness as Mal heard the first screams of terror and noticed a blur of pink racing up and down the hallways, bouncing off the ceilings and walls like a living ping pong ball.
"Oh boy, so this is what the bat said when she said good luck."
Mal almost wanted to cry as she flopped down onto her bed. Five Days. That was how long it had taken her to catch her sugar high little twin sister. And now they were going on Day Seven and the sugar high still hadn't stopped. At the same time, Freddie, Uma, and Ciara were nowhere to be seen through the entire duration of the chaos.
"Note to self, from now on, Amy is not allowed anything with large amounts of sugar in it."
She grumbled, desperately trying to get some sleep despite the plaster falling off the ceiling from how frequently Amy was bouncing around in the room above hers, where she'd been locked to contain the damage. For someone who only weighed 97 pounds, she was incredibly strong, and had managed to somehow make a dent in a steel door with her rapid bouncing.
As the day came and went, Mal went through her classes looking obviously sleep deprived, and Evie looked at her funny several times throughout the day.
"WHAT?!"
She snapped, incredibly tired.
"I just wanted to let you know that the bouncing seems to have stopped and you should probably go get your sister. And then tie her down so you can get some sleep."
Mal whined a bit but went to check on Amy, who she found passed out in the room she'd been locked in, probably from the sudden Sugar Crash. Too tired to ask if she was okay or try to wake her up, just tossing her over her shoulder and carrying her down the stairs to their room, dropping her on the bed before passing out right next to her to get sleep for the first time in almost a week.
The next day, Amy woke up as if nothing had happened, not even having the memories of how long she'd been in a sugar induced chaos spree, or why her sister looked to be dead in her sleep.
"Mal?"
Mal let out a little groan.
"Ow….go back to sleep Pinky."
She whined, going back to sleep. As she did that, Amy went on to shower and get dressed, and was surprised when she walked back into her room to see Ciara leaning against the bedframe with her tail propping her up slightly.
"Nice to see you back in the land of the sane. You went on another sugar rampage."
Amy turned bright pink, about the same shade as her hair. She knew how much carnage she could cause on a sugar rampage. She'd nearly torn apart half of the Isle of the Lost the last time it'd happened.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP ME?!"
Ciara retained her infuriating sense of calm.
"I did. Then your sister said to let you have the cookies. I'm pretty sure you're being put on a sugar free diet now. You tore up the entire school for a week straight."
Amy blushed again and Ciara started laughing at her.
"Don't laugh at me…."
She whined. Ciara smiled and gave her friend a hug.
"Alright, but to be fair, I dragged you out of the cafeteria and kept you from eating the cookies. At first."
Amy nodded.
"I know, it wasn't your fault. But my question now is why did she let me eat the cookies?"
Ciara shrugged.
"I dunno, I didn't stick around to find out."
Amy looked at her for a long minute.
"I know you two hate each other, but really, you could've warned her."
Ciara nodded.
"I also could've decided to wear a white leather jacket today. I didn't. Remember mighty mouse, I'm not asking you to pick sides, but I will let her take responsibility for her actions. This is her fault, and I had nothing to do with it."
Amy facepalmed at the demon girl's logic and whined.
"Fine. I'm sorry I blamed you for letting me go on a sugar rampage. Am I forgiven?"
Ciara fluffed up her hair and smiled.
"I was never mad at you, I just thought it was funny. You know how hard it is for you to upset me."
Amy laughed.
"I feel like your tolerance of me in general is higher than it is for the rest of the human race."
Ciara shrugged.
"Meh, it probably is."
A/N
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