Challenge: Drabble123
Prompt: 11. Saturday night's all right
Summary: [Heart, Vivaldi, Alice] Slumber parties are universal, right down to the content.
Rating: PG-13
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"Men are idiots! All of them!"
Lounging regally on their shared mess of blankets and pillows, Vivaldi watched Alice slam her tea cup down on the saucer hard enough to send earl grey splashing across the floor before leaning over to gave the younger girl an understanding pat on the head.
"We agree whole heartedly." The Queen passed Alice a napkin. "Unfortunately there's no helping it. Ignorance seems to be their natural state of existence."
Grumbling, Alice cleaned up her spill with angry swipes.
"There are always alternatives, though." Vivaldi offered slyly.
"I'm not going to behead anyone just for being an idiot." Shaking her head wryly, Alice sighed. "Not even Peter."
"Oh, surely not." Scooting closer, Vivadi exchanged the plush toy she'd been cuddling in favor of whispering in Alice's ear. "Our guards are far too useless to kill someone of White's status. Maim, perhaps..."
"Vivaldi! Don't do that either! Really, that's just as bad!" Alice gasped, but ruined any seriousness the scolding might have had by laughing. "I'd feel sorry for the guards."
"And that is part of what makes you so adorable to us." Vivaldi giggled.