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Usually, the thanksgiving holiday was all about bringing family together to celebrate and be thankful for one another. But it appeared that this year would turn out to be the exact opposite. It was the mansion's turn to host Thanksgiving this year, and on the week of, families of the Golds, Blausteins, and even some of the Thomasvilles would be staying to spend the week together. As nice as it was getting the big family together, there were obvious signs of tension shown whenever Merissa and Miana were in the room together. As much as both of them tried to hide it from their loved ones so as to not spoil the fun, it surely wasn't left unnoticed.
Despite this, the days went surprisingly well, and the week practically flew by. It was the night before Thanksgiving now, and everyone was just about to make their way back to their rooms to call it a night before hearing a rather unsettling yell of agony come from the backyard. Lucio and Miana, recognizing the voice that belonged to their son, looked at one another with furrowed brows before rushing toward the backyard to see Milo, clutching onto his bleeding right eye, and Flynn holding the knife in front of him with a bloody nose. Immediately running to her boy's side, Miana lead Milo back inside, and a family meeting was set. And just in time for Merissa to return back to the mansion with OJ with their side dishes.
Her relaxed facial expression turning into one of shock and worry, the headmistress practically ran over to Flynn upon seeing his bloody face. "Flynn! Oh, sweetheart- what happened to you?!" She shouted at first, her overprotective motherly instincts already beginning to take control as she knelt down in front of him. "Stop moving, let me see.." She muttered softly to him, gently taking his hand and moving it away from his nose to see the damage that was done. "Who is responsible for this?!" She shouted once more, eyebrows knitted into a brow as she stood up. Looking across the room with a heated gaze for someone to give her an answer. And fast.
Meanwhile, Miana stood on the other side of the room as one of the Labrats stitched her son's eye closed, who winced each time he felt the needle go through his eye socket. Clearing his throat, another one of the guards, Karma, stepped out of the crowd with his head hung low. ".. It appears that this was just a little family squabble gone wrong, headmistress.. By the time Miana and her consort found them, The young Milo was on the ground clutching onto his eye, and your son held the blade.. I'm afraid there is no saving the orbital." He answered, though soon as he was finished, it wasn't long before the children began to squabble once more. This time, it was between one of Eric and Lucinda over who said and did what first. And giving they were the oldest, it soon led to the rest of their siblings beginning to argue with one another.
Fed up with the sound of children bickering at three in the morning, Dwayne too stepped out of the crowd. "Silence!!" He shouted, promptly shutting up both sides of the room. "I will not sit here and listen to you argue all night long. You two, however, are grown ass women now, act like it. Do you really not see how your children act towards one another because of your feuds?" He scoffed, looking between his daughters with a rather agitated look. ".. With all do respect, father, none of this would have happened if she'd actually disciplined her kids. All they do is disrespect others and act like wild animals." Merissa responded, a tad bit of bitterness in her tone as she muttered the last sentence under her breath. With a scoff of her own, Miana shakes her head in disbelief.
"Discipline? Really? My son has lost his eye, and for what? Some childish insult?!!" She shouted, her tone rising with each word as her blood began to boil with each second. "Enough, Miana. I have spent my entire life defending you, now it is time for you to do the same just this once and drop it. We're all family here, are we not?" Dwayne told the younger sister with a stern tone, who looked between him and Merissa as if they had both just lost their minds. ".. Thank you, papa." Merissa mumbled, looking down at her son with a small, but loving smile. ".. If the headmasters won't give justice then I will." Miana mumbled, turning her attention toward one of the guards. "Aspect." She called out, earning the pink-haired male's attention who simply stared at her. "Bring me the eye of Eugene Alvarez." She commanded, her tone hardly having any sign of emotion in it just as it did those years ago.
The room got quiet for a few seconds, and Merissa protectively wrapped her arms around her son. Keeping the boy close to her side as she too looked over at Aspect. ".. As you wish, Miss Miana." He hesitantly replied, "You will do no such thing." Merissa chimed in, and boy, did that make something snap in Miana all over again. As Aspect nodded his head and returned back to his original spot, Miana stood there frozen. Thinking.. breaking. Looking over to Dwayne with resentful eyes, in a swift motion did she take the knife that hung on his belt.
Despite her family's callings to stop her, Miana dashed toward Merissa and her son--- if Aspect wasn't going to take his eye, she will. With a single strike did Miana move her arm, but before she could attack Flynn who screamed in fear, Merissa immediately jumped in front of him to confront her sister head on. Grabbing her by her shoulders while holding the dagger up in the air to stop her sister from attacking her son or herself, the two stumbled back and forth. Both battling for control of the blade. "You've gone too far, Miana!" Merissa mumbled to her with a grunt, struggling to keep the dagger from touching her face.
"I have?" Miana laughed, tears filling her eye sockets as small laughs began to fall from her lips. "What have I done that was not expected of me? You know nothing of sacrifice. After all, everything is just stuffed under your pretty little feet, as usual, right?" She laughed once more, having her usual spark of madness in her eyes that scared Merissa so.
