The Moment Ruined
by Rob Morris
MAY 6, 2003
Kennedy stood outside the bathroom, anxious and a little upset.
"Hey, Willow? I'm sorry."
Willow didn't answer. Kennedy again felt the pierced stud in her tongue,
wincing at how sharp it could feel at certain angles.
"C'mon, Willow! I said I was sorry."
Still silence.
"Do you need...more bandages?"
Finally, the witch's voice was heard, though muttered and grumbling.
"I just couldnta tried to consummate my old High School crush...no, I
hadda go and stay all 'controversial'...now I've got cuts in places I
didn't know I really had places! Kennedy, If I find even one more
bleeder... "
The words were probably not indicative of Willow's true mind, but the
tone behind them was.
"Kennedy?"
"Yeah?"
"I wantcha to go and find Amy."
"And do what?"
The tone turned dark and vengeful.
"Ask her what it was like."
"What what was like?"
Kennedy felt a distinct chill as Willow answered.
"What it was like being a mouse?"
