Here's one before I try to kill off Becky...kinda, in a sorta way.

Huggy squeaked and screeched at the girl.

'What?' he asked, 'Are you just gonna kill off Becky, make her jump off a bridge? And what about your friends? What about your family?'

'What about Violet? Don't you think she deserves to know that you're not really dead?'

The red-clad flyer stopped in the air, causing the sidekick to hold on tighter.

"Violet," she mumbled thoughtfully. She knew that her friend was right, that the girl should know before her heart broke into millions of fragments.

"You're right, I should tell Violet...so she won't worry."

The girl took off once again until she approached the community center where Violet was attending an art seminar that afternoon.

"Violet?" she asked as the girl transformed.

"Becky? What are you doing here?" the blond asked smiling widely at her friend.

"I need to talk to you. I...I'm not gonna be around much longer."

The ditzy blond frowned as the words sank in, "Wh...why not Becky? Are you moving?"

Becky sighed, "No, actually Violet, it's just gonna be me and Bob."

An understanding shone in the periwinkle eyes of her friend and tears filled them, "I see...but why Becky?"

The girl sighed, "I'm limited. Just look at me-I'm limited. And just look at you- You can do all I couldn't do, Violet..."

She reached out and handed Violet a huge case that she knew held her collection of dictionaries.

"Becky, you know I don't read well," Violet grumbled.

"Well, then-you'll have to learn," Becky replied sternly, pressing the handle harder into her hand, "Because now it's up to you, For both of us-Now it's up to you."

"You're the best friend I've ever had," the dark skinned girl said, smiling shyly at the girl.

"And I've had so many friends. But only one- that mattered," Violet replied softly, "I've heard it said that people come into our lives, for a reason. Bringing something we must learn and we are led to those who help us most to grow."

Becky's smile grew wider as the words dawned on her

"If we let them, and we help them in return. Well, I don't know if I believe that's true, but I know I'm who I am today because I knew you. Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun. Like a stream that meets a boulder halfway through the wood. Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But because I knew you, I have been changed for good."

Tears swelled in Becky's tears as she replied to her friend, "It well may be that we will never meet again, in this lifetime so let me say before we part. So much of me is made of what I learned from you."

How to be a friend, how to be human, how to never give up no matter how bad things may seem.

"You'll be with me like a handprint on my heart and now whatever way our stories end. I know you have re-written mine by being my friend. Like a ship blown from its mooring by a wind off the sea. Like a seed dropped by a skybird in a distant wood. Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But because I knew you..."

"Because I knew you..."

"Because I knew you, I have been changed for good," the two girl's sang.

"And just to clear the air I ask forgiveness for the things I've done you blame me for," Becky's face burned bright as she remembered their biggest fight...over Scoops.

"But then, I guess we know there's blame to share." Violet said sympathetically.

"And none of it seems to matter anymore."

The two girl's voices blended into a single harmony the chorus' weaving in and out and pulling their friendship into the light, their final good-bye.

"Who can say if I've been changed for the better? I do believe I have been changed for the better..."

"And because I knew you..." Violet sang.

"Because I knew you..." Becky replied.

"Because I knew you...I have been changed for good."

The girl's eyes met, their sight blurred by the tears building in them. Their arms were thrown around the other almost knocking Bob down before he was able to join in.
"Don't forget me," Becky whispered into her friend's ear.

"I won't...ever."

With their final words said, Violet made her way into the community center again, Becky's dictionaries in hand. And Becky...Becky prepared herself for her final good deed.

What will I do to Becky Botsford? Will I really kill her off? Or will I allow her to continue living? All will be revealed in due time.