"It's a worse idea if I don't chase her. Her fucking ball auto locks for a reason," she shouted back. She didn't bother elaborating further as she turned the corner, following the carnage and the distant shrieking laugh. She was so focused on finding her that she'd completely blocked everything else out.
Stupid idea. Bringing her was a stupid idea.
She slowed to a jog as she rounded into a room full of office desks. This room seemed to show the least amount of carnage, which meant she had to have stopped there. She slowed to a stop in the middle of the room, peering around intently, before crossing her arms.
"This is a bad place for you to be flying," she called.
"Y̷o̸u̵'̸r̴e̶ ̸j̶u̸s̴t̵ ̷a̷ ̵k̵i̴l̸l̶j̶o̷y̸.̶ ̴C̷u̸t̶e̴,̸ ̴a̶n̵d̵ ̴a̴ ̷k̶i̶l̴l̶j̸o̶y̸.̴ ̴"
The voice was coming from above her. She slowly turned her head upward, and flinched when she came nose to face with Odile. "Gods, fuck!" she shouted.
She'd seen her a thousand times and still considered her normal form absolute nightmare fuel.
"S̷o̴o̴o̵r̷r̸r̷y̶y̷y̶y̴y̵y̶y̸y̸y̶y̶y̴y̶y̶y̶y̷y̷y̵y̷,̶ ̸d̸i̴d̷ ̴I̴ ̷s̴c̷a̷r̵e̴ ̴y̴o̵u̷?̵" Odile whined in a pout as she hovered down from the ceiling. As she landed, Odette could now see that she'd significantly shrunk. Now, she appeared more the size of Dratini, which was a lot more manageable than what she was before.
"How the fuck did you grow without me powering you up?" she asked incredulously.
Odile shrugged. "N̸o̸t̶ ̷s̸u̸r̸e̸.̷ ̵S̴o̷m̵e̸t̷h̴i̵n̵g̸ ̷i̶n̵ ̴t̵h̴a̴t̸ ̴p̶o̵f̴f̶i̷n̵ ̷c̷a̴u̸s̵e̸d̷ ̶u̶s̸ ̸t̸o̷ ̶s̸u̵r̷g̷e̸.̶ ̸I̸t̴ ̷w̷a̵s̷ C̵͎̗͔̬̮̺̳̩̄́́̃͐̆͠Ȯ̷̤͍́̓́̾̌͘̕Ó̶͈̝́̉͋̇̕͠L̴͓͎̘̩̗͖͕̱̓̌͆̽̽̏̔̚͜."
Odette sighed deeply. "That explains how you bypassed the lock on this stupid thing," she groused, thumbing the open specialty ball.
"I̷t̷'̸s̸ ̴k̴a̴r̷m̵a̷ ̸f̶o̴r̸ ̷n̸o̶t̷ ̷l̶e̸t̴t̶i̵n̷g̴ ̴m̸e̶ ̷o̶u̴t̶ ̶w̸h̵e̶n̴ ̴I̴ ̸a̸s̵k̵e̶d̵.̶ ̴"
"Wanna know what else is karma?"
She didn't allow Odile to answer before she punched her square in the jaw, sending her reeling.
"That's what you get for filling my fucking head with your bullshit," Odette seethed.
Odile rubbed her jaw with her wing for a long, long time. Soon, a growl started bubbling in her throat as she slowly looked back up.
"I̴f̸ ̵I̴ ̴w̶a̶s̶n̸'̵t̶ ̷a̵s̸ ̶o̸b̴s̶e̴s̷s̸e̶d̶ ̶w̶i̷t̴h̷ ̷y̴o̶u̷ ̵a̴s̴ ̸I̸ ̸a̸m̵.̴.̵.̵I̴'̷d̴ ̵r̸i̴p̶ ̴y̵o̷u̶ l̵̻͈̈́i̴̩̋̑̆m̸̮̰̆̈́̌͂͆b̷̡̧̻͈̣̬̻̗̈́͂̄̄ ̵͚̈́f̷̨̧̝̪̰̟̾̋r̵̢̨̟̻̯͖̰͂͋̀͘̕ṏ̶̧͙̰̭̓̈́̍͝m̴̭̠̏̂̇͐͠ ̴̢̤̹̬̬͂ľ̸̢̦̥͐̒̂͝ͅi̵̯̯̺͙̺̎͝͝m̶̖͕̬̪̆̔͗͒̕͘͜b̵̨̳͇͙̹̘̏͘͝.̸̛̣̫͉̳̫͆́̾̉͘͠ ̴̧̖̲̰̞̓́͑̅͂̍͝͝."
Odile's growl came out at full volume, causing the building to shake, the lights to flicker, and more debris to fall from the ceiling. Odette scoffed as she began to tap her foot, unfazed.
"You can't. You need my blood. I have you under my thumb, just like my emotions are under yours," she explained.
They glared at each other, as if hoping the other would somehow falter. When it didn't happen, the tension deflated from Odile's wings, and she glided forward to nuzzle her face into Odette's chest.
"A̷H̴,̵ ̵I̶ ̴c̷a̴n̶'̸t̶ ̵s̷t̷a̵y̸ ̶m̵a̴d̴ ̷a̶t̵ ̷y̶o̶u̶,̵ ̷y̸o̶u̵'̶r̸e̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̴d̴a̴m̴n̶ ̴c̷u̵t̷e̸!̸" she giggled. "A̵n̷d̵ ̷I̶ ̴l̵i̷e̶d̶.̵ ̶N̴o̷t̸h̷i̶n̴g̵ ̸b̸e̵a̷t̸s̶ ̴y̶o̸u̶r̷ ̸b̷l̶o̵o̴d̴.̶ ̵"
"Touching," Odette said, a tinge of disgust lining her tone. "Maybe stop talking about my blood like it's some candy."
Nonetheless, Odette was thankful to have caught up with her, and managed to keep her from causing any more damage...both to furniture and living being. Now that she'd somewhat gotten things under control, she turned her head back in the direction she'd come, as if waiting to see if somebody had followed her. Somebody had to be curious enough to do so, as unfortunate as it was...
