This is the thirteenth chapter of the fourth Willimeena installment: 'Hell Hath No Fury'!
The 'break-out' team have successfully snuck into the orphanage, and now need to work out where Arabia is!
Luckily though, Jerry and the others happen across a staff conversation about her! Sadly, bullying is involved too! 😞😞
I hope that you guys like it! 👍
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"Oh, and just one thing!" the serial killer chief drawled, as he leaned against one of said doors.
Jerry's serious expression then changed to a truly deranged grin ... one that sent chills to his crew's very bones.
"My little Bia is the most precious thing in my life", the orange-shirted chap said in an eerily-serene voice.
"She's my angel, sweet little rainbow, and the best person I've ever known. You all WILL accept her, and treat Arabia like one of our family."
Jerry's grin flickered momentarily to a sincere one.
"Our ninth member."
Then the madness was back in his smile again.
"She's not to be mistreated, shouted at, or hurt in any way ... do you understand?" the serial killer chief stated, or rather ... ordered.
Jerry's terrified crew all nodded immediately, none of them willing to do anything else.
The serial killer chief's toothy grin widened at this ... as he decided to offer his 'new family' ... a little incentive, just to be sure.
"In fact, I'll even offer you guys a compromise!" Jerry purred, adopting an air of faux affability.
"If you accept and treat Arabia as family ... then I won't rip off all your heads, and turn you into rats' breakfasts!"
Now, the other escapees had all known Jerry Willis for different periods of time ... but they knew enough to know one thing!
The orange-shirted man was not in the habit to EVER make idle threats ... nor threats that he didn't intend to carry out, if provoked.
Unfortunately, a certain Oswald in the group was ... reckless, or stupid enough ... to voice his thoughts on the matter.
"That's a COMPROMISE?!" Ozzie spluttered in disbelief, frowning a little.
That frown instantly changed to a look of panic as a sudden, icy, direct stare from Jerry made the skinny man cringe.
"Well ... compared to what I WOULD do, yeah?" the serial killer chief replied, looking condescendingly at the visibly crumpling Ozzie.
"I think that's a compromise, Oswald. Clear?"
"... crystal", whimpered the skinny man ... who was very much regretting speaking up.
Everyone else, on the other hand ... were just relieved that Jerry's anger hadn't been aimed at them!
The rest of the aforementioned chap's crew quickly affirmed their agreement with their boss ... when his gaze then turned to them.
"Oh, yeah!"
"Crystal too!"
"Absolutely!"
"Definitely can do that!"
"Si, boss!"
"You can rely on us, Jerry!"
Luckily, for them; it did the trick!
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Wee Weasel Tales: Hell Hath No Fury
FanfictionJerry Robert Willis, having finished recruiting all of his infamous 'family'; plots their escape from their asylum prison, and future revenge on the world! Everyone will suffer for their past mistreatment! But first of all though, Jerry has a little...
