Pinkamena

Jane, I Hate You - Chapter 8

It was a dark night, which I really enjoyed. It was also raining all day.

I have new organs in my part of the basement. Lillian Falconio's stomach, and Reagan Jefferson's kidneys. I'm trying to hide the kidneys from EJ, but he'll find them, so I guess it's no use.

I also recently went to Ponyville and killed a few little brats there.

As I sit in my room in the basement stitching the new cutiemarks onto my cloak, I hear someone yelling my name. I sigh in annoyance and get up forgetting to put my scissors down.

Heh, their totally not The Stitcher's scissors, nope.

I walk up the stairs, dark purple scissors in hand.

"Yes?" I ask, then I see The Stitcher.

He looks at my side, and looks back up at my face.

"Give me my scissors back." He demands.

"What- Oh. Heh.. Sorry." I chuckle nervously and hand him his scissors.

"And everyone wonders why I rarely come out of my room." He rolls his eye and walks upstairs with his scissors.

I curse under my breath.

Now I don't have fucking scissors!

"Anyone got a pair of scissors I can borrow?" I say, hoping someone, ANYONE, will say yes.

"Pinkamena. No one's letting you use their scissors. You forgot to give Andy's scissors back, no one trusts you anymore." Jane says.

"Shut up Laughing Jill wannabe." I growl.

Laughing Jill laughs.

Jane walks over to him and pushes me down the basement stairs.

"Oops." She chuckles.

I growl and get up, brushing myself off.

This bitch has messed with the wrong bitch.

I'm gonna put this fuckin' slut in her place.

I run up the stairs and charge at Jane.

"YOU'LL REGRET THAT!!!" I yell loudly.

Jane sighs and moves out of the way, and I run into the wall.

My dumbass just ran into a fucking wall. Goddamnit, now I look like an idiot!

Everyone's laughing at me too!

I huff and storm back downstairs to continue working on my cloak.

Fuck the scissors.