Author: Cryla Moorin
Story: Use it well
I don't own SM or any other character in this story. All characters are thanking goddess for that, btw!
Chapter 2
"You lied to me! Always lying! Why? Because you never wanted to know anything! You with your college degree, and your apartment and your car...so stupid is the Rabbit! All of you laughing, always laughing! When I fall! When I cry! When I do anything normal! Everyone laughs at me, like I am some big joke!"
With every exclaimation, Usagi slams the dagger into the gifts she was given over the years from her 'friends'. Breaking them and scattering the pieces across her floor. The dagger slams bright and clean through the many rabbits, the many kittens, and other things, given to her or not.
"I hate this whole room, everything in it MAKES ME SICK!" She starts heaving things out her window, whole or pieces.
"Usagi!? USAGI! What are you doing up there?" Her mother yells up the stairs, at the awful racket coming down the steps.
Usagi stops in the middle of throwing the remnants of her fluffy pink sailor communicator out the window. "I hate her!!"
Usa drops the destroyed electronic on her slashed and gutted bed. "That looks much better." She smiles thoughtfully to herself. "Much more fitting." Starting down the steps, she calls to Shingo and her father.
"Usagi? What's gotten into that vacant brain of yours? Shingo is at Mika's and your father is at work! Honestly, Usa. One would think you lost your lazy mind." Her mother didn't notice the gleam enter her daughter's eyes, if she had, maybe...
The slim girl had brought her beloved pet of metal down with her. "There. There, Mother. Don't you worry. I'll make dinner."
"Usagi! You can't even cook! Now, you want to make dinner?! What is this world coming to?" Her mother placed her left hand on her daughter's head to feel for fever.
Usa pulled the knife out. In an upward, slashing motion, the Rabbit cut off the offending hand. As her mother stared in shock at the stump that was her hand, Usa slit her throat. Calmly, she put five quart pot beneath her mother's profusely bleeding carcass. "I was thinking of making Red wine a'jou." She then wiped the knife on a nearby dish towel. "No dirty mother on my baby."
Smiling a contented smile, she left to get her bookbag. Putting the clothes she hadn't destroyed and her baby into the bag, she walked out the door yelling to her now dead mother, "Bye Mom, I am going to the Mall and then the arcade. I'll try not to be late for dinner!"
She left the house, heading towards uptown.
Story: Use it well
I don't own SM or any other character in this story. All characters are thanking goddess for that, btw!
Chapter 2
"You lied to me! Always lying! Why? Because you never wanted to know anything! You with your college degree, and your apartment and your car...so stupid is the Rabbit! All of you laughing, always laughing! When I fall! When I cry! When I do anything normal! Everyone laughs at me, like I am some big joke!"
With every exclaimation, Usagi slams the dagger into the gifts she was given over the years from her 'friends'. Breaking them and scattering the pieces across her floor. The dagger slams bright and clean through the many rabbits, the many kittens, and other things, given to her or not.
"I hate this whole room, everything in it MAKES ME SICK!" She starts heaving things out her window, whole or pieces.
"Usagi!? USAGI! What are you doing up there?" Her mother yells up the stairs, at the awful racket coming down the steps.
Usagi stops in the middle of throwing the remnants of her fluffy pink sailor communicator out the window. "I hate her!!"
Usa drops the destroyed electronic on her slashed and gutted bed. "That looks much better." She smiles thoughtfully to herself. "Much more fitting." Starting down the steps, she calls to Shingo and her father.
"Usagi? What's gotten into that vacant brain of yours? Shingo is at Mika's and your father is at work! Honestly, Usa. One would think you lost your lazy mind." Her mother didn't notice the gleam enter her daughter's eyes, if she had, maybe...
The slim girl had brought her beloved pet of metal down with her. "There. There, Mother. Don't you worry. I'll make dinner."
"Usagi! You can't even cook! Now, you want to make dinner?! What is this world coming to?" Her mother placed her left hand on her daughter's head to feel for fever.
Usa pulled the knife out. In an upward, slashing motion, the Rabbit cut off the offending hand. As her mother stared in shock at the stump that was her hand, Usa slit her throat. Calmly, she put five quart pot beneath her mother's profusely bleeding carcass. "I was thinking of making Red wine a'jou." She then wiped the knife on a nearby dish towel. "No dirty mother on my baby."
Smiling a contented smile, she left to get her bookbag. Putting the clothes she hadn't destroyed and her baby into the bag, she walked out the door yelling to her now dead mother, "Bye Mom, I am going to the Mall and then the arcade. I'll try not to be late for dinner!"
She left the house, heading towards uptown.