Red awoken, rather pissed off, with the sun in her eyes. Someone was trying to awaken her, obviously to afraid to touch her.. Just by repeating Blue, over and over.
Red opened one eye, and glared at whoever had disturbed her rest. It was Periwinkle, and he looked like he was about to shit himself.
"What?" Red growled at him. He jumped back, and started stuttering, incomprehensibly, with a pale-white face. "Fucking talk!"
"Sidetable! She wants you!" He hardly got the last word out before he ran for his life out of the room. What a pussy. And yet, for some reason, he reminded Red of Blue, before she stepped in, of course. This could be fun.
Red stretched, slowly waking up. She decided to see what Sidetable wanted.. It better be good.. She wondered how long Sidetable would take to totally burn to a crisp while walking to the living room.
On the way there, she didn't see any other members of the household.. She supposed they were all hiding from her. For a second, she saw Paprika. She was getting beaten by Shovel and getting her father's salt blood poured all over her while she cried hysterically. Red paid no mind. In fact, she thought it was funny.
She walked into the living room, and saw Sidetable covered in Periwinkle's blood, as she beat him senseless. Apparently, she thought he hadn't delivered her message.
"That's enough." Red said. Side table stopped immediately, and Periwinkle quickly crawled away. Side table looked at Red, suddenly looking quite scared.
So, it's all an act, when she acts hardcore. Red thought to herself, and sickly smiled, showing off her fangs.
"You wanted something?" Red half-growled at her.
"I'm pissed at how people always shove me around and don't care about how I feel regarding just being used to hold gay notebooks and I'm tired of it and I want to do something about it so I seen you doing stuff about it so I wa-" Side table began saying, talking faster with each word, and not stopping to catch her breath.
"Calm the fuck down!" Red yelled at her, cutting her off.
"I want to join you." Side table said, after a moment. She looked embarrassed. She was just a fag, like everyone else there, but, Red COULD use her.
"Okay." Red said, looking straight at her.
"Wow, really, it was seriously just that easy I thought at least I'd have to prove myself but don't worry I wont let you down no surrey, because I'll do anything ev-" She began talking super fast again, and was getting more incomprehensible by the second.
"Shut up, and tell me the situation with Salt and Pepper." Red cut her off, again. Side table nodded dutifully, and hobbled off to see. Red stretched and lied down. Things would be easier with a bitch to do some of her work. Maybe she should invest in another.
She started thinking of Periwinkle. Yes, he definitely was just like her. Red wouldn't be surprised if Steve had gotten his way with him one or two times. Suddenly, Blue tried extremely hard to take over her body. It caught a very relaxed Red off guard.
"Leave him alone!" Red blurted out, before immediately regaining control, resealing Blue back to a corner of her mind.
"Why so?" Red thought through their mind link, with a sickly sweet laugh.
"No! He, you can't!" Blue screamed on the top of her lungs. She was so deep in Red's mind that it was just a faint whisper. "He's like my brother!"
"Well now, this will be fun." Red thought to Blue, before cutting off Blue's ability to use the mind link.
After a couple minutes, Side table returned, hobbling in the room, with a loud banging noise coming from her drawer. Red looked at her, questioningly. Side table wobbled right next to Red, and opened her drawer.
Inside, was Shovel, tied up and gagged. He was shaking and kicking, fighting with all his will to free himself. Red looked up at Side table, with a look on her face that just screamed 'What the fuck?'.
"He's going to start charging Paprika protection money, from you. Seams' like her little mommy left her quite the bundle. Almost 500,000 Blue dollars, from what I've heard." She took Shovel out of her drawer, and threw him, hard, onto the floor. He quickly tried to crawl away, but Red grabbed him with her mouth, and started using him as a chew toy. She ruptured his stomach muscles when she got to biting him at a good angle, awkwardly stretching his body. She laughed as his organs started pushing through his plastic. She flung him on the ground, as Side Table watched, eyes widened, and utterly flabbergasted.
"Now listen here, you have about thirty minutes until you bleed the fuck out and die. Now, listen. I can either fix you and you'll agree to do what I fucking say, OR I could always let you fucking die. Your choice, Faggot." Red asked, with a bored voice. Shovel was compulsively shaking and screaming 'FIX FIX'.
"Pardon? What was that? I'm a tad deaf, you see." Red answered. "Fix? Ohh! Fix you say. Swear your obedience." Shovel started screaming 'SWEAR SWEAR' through his gag. It came out muffled, but, quite obvious what he was saying.
"Good. Look's like we've got ourselves a deal." Red said, as she grabbed a candle and a match from Side Table's drawer. She laid them on the ground, and started carelessly shoving the organs back into shovels body, ignoring his bloodcurdling screams of pain. She lit the candle, and let the hot wax drip on his plastic, mending him. It was fucking painful, but it worked, nonetheless.
"This will be fun." Red said, after Shovel had gone unconscious from the pain, with a disgusting smile on her face.