A/N: I have some good news and bad news. The good news is that a new chapter is up. The bad news is that the next update will probably be months later. This year will be a pretty tough one for me and I have to make some hard decisions. This means that I'll most likely hardly update this year, due to life being very busy. I hope you'll have enough patience with me.

Thanks: cwazzy-gyal123, Snorbie, and bogey654.

~ "You'll realize soon enough how talented I am in the kitchen, my dear sister."

Anna snickered softly, as she put the object, borrowed from none other than Marshall Law, in Nina's handbag. "You'll realize soon enough how talented I am in the kitchen, my dear sister..."

Who had ever thought that she would've need this guy some day? Well, she certainly hadn't expected that. Not that she was complaining.

All she had to do now was wait...

"What in the world..." Nina's voice faltered when she encountered the stinking fish in her handbag.

She had to breathe through her mouth in order not to gag, because this stench would surely knock you out for a while. Well, this case certainly stinked of Anna and at once, everything that had happened today made sense to her: why people had been avoiding her all day, but had given her strange, almost disgusted, looks behind her back, instead. All because of this big, stupid fish lying in het bag and smelling an awful lot like a rotting rat... but probably ten times worse. She didn't know, for she'd never had the pleasure to know what a rotting rat smelled like (however, she was sure that if it was up to Anna, she would find out yesterday).

Where the hell had she found it, anyways? Nina decided that it didn't matter.

She snatched a kitchen knife from the drawer in one swift move, showing that she had more experience with the weapon. "That rotten piece of... ugh!" she growled, while throwing the weapon expertly away from her.

It landed, shaking slightly, right on the doorfame, only mere inches from where Anna entered the always small and cozy kitchen.

She stopped and raised a thin brow at that, seemingly unimpressed. "Can I safely conclude that it's either that time of the month, or you're just too happy to see me?" she asked with a sickeningly sweet smile.

This question didn't go quite well with Nina, though. She exhaled sharply and merely said, "Out."

"But I was just-" Anna started, a little too innocently.

"Get out. Now!" This time, the blonde had raised her voice, enough to make it all too clear that she didn't tolerate any contradiction, especially not from her.

A tiny smirk made its place onto the dangerous brunette's flawless face, as she raised her hands in mock-defense. "Okay. It's alright. I'll come back when you've cooled off." She turned around to leave, but halted, licking over her cherry red lips once again. "Nina... is that your new perfume I'm smelling? Interesting scent..."

This time, she had to duck, because of her older sister launching another knife in her direction, again dangerously close. Her quick reflex had saved her this time and the only thing that the young woman did, was letting out a cruel laugh that would most likely haunt the blonde in her nightmares.

But this war was not over...

A/N: Meh, not my best work, but I'd still appreciate reading your thoughts on this. :)

Next chapter: "You're about to get the suprise of your life, if not a heart-attack..."