Scarlett runs down the hall and swings open a decently sized dark oak door.
"Victoria!" She screamed, "Wake up!"
Victoria opens her eyes and sees Scarlett jumping on the foot of her bed.
"How old are you?" She asks sarcastically, "three?"
Scarlett glares, "I am actually 16." She says scrunching her nose.
Victoria chuckles then pulls the dark covers over her head. Scarlett runs and grabs a step ladder. She moves it to her room and sets it.up at the foot of the bed. She slaps her stomach and jumps onto the bed. She belly flops on Victoria with a loud thud.
"What the hell was that?" She screamed
"You wouldn't wake up so I did what I had to do." Scarlett said with a large smile on her face.
Victoria gets out of bed and her large black wings sink to the floor. Scarlett stares in awe, "since when did you have wings?"
She turns around and growls under her breath, "I've had them for years but I've been cutting them off and now that I'm not home with the proper tools." Her face goes dark, "I have to live with these things."
Scarlett runs down the hall and takes a sharp left and goes to the closet in her bright blue room. She runs back into Victoria's room gasping for air.
"Here take this. It will go over the wings." She gasps once again and falls to the floor.
Victoria picks up the cloth in her hands and sees the bright pink sun dress. She laughs hysterically.
"You, want me to wear this?" She says in between laughs.
Scarlett scowls and pulls a thin white stick from her sleeve. She waves it over the dress and it turns black.
"Better now?"
Victoria examines the dress and she grabs the nearby scythe. She looks at the dress and shreds up the bottom.
"What are you doing?" She gasps
"Making it look nicer."
She continues to shred the bottom to her liking. She throws on the dress and twirls around. She nods and walks down the shiny stairs. Scarlett follows closely trying to use her wing without much strain.
"Where are we going?"
"The kitchen."
They make it to the kitchen and Victoria grabs arm full grabs of ingredients. She then whips out a book and reads it.
"What are you making?"
"I'm thinking pancakes with bacon and sausage." She says nose deep in the book.
Scarlett's eyes light up and she watches Victoria swiftly stir everything together in a bowl. She pours the batter onto a pan. Scarlett's mouth drools as the pan sizzles with the fluffy food cooking. Victoria places a large stack infront of Scarlett. She puts two pancakes on her plate and a small drop on syrup.
"Do you want more pancakes? I can deal without a few."
Victoria shakes her head,"I'm not one to eat so much."
Scarlett scarfs down the food and runs to Victoria holding up her sparkling clean plate. She stares at the plate shocked.
"Wha-ho-i mean-"
"I like food and I want more."
Victoria points to a cabinet. Scarlett skips go it and finds a jar of nutella waiting to be opened. She gasps and snatches the jar then runs to her room. Victoria chuckles and walks upstairs and knocks on the white door with pink angels on it.
"Scarlett?" She asks, "are you ok? Do I need to save you?"
She hears some light mumbling from behind the door but couldn't make it out. She opens the door slightly and sees Scarlett in the corner eating the nutella like a wild animal. Victoria walks to her and reaches for the jar. Scarlett bites her finger. Hard. She imedietly regrets her decision and runs screaming, with nutella smeared all over her face and shirt. Victoria runs closely behind face bright red. She bolts down a spiral staircase and hides behind a wall. Victoria runs down the stairs and calls out for her, "Scarlett. Where are you? I just want to talk."
Scarlett plugs her ears and closes her eyes. After a while she opens her eyes and sees Victoria's face right infront of her. She could feel her breath on her face.
"You need a mint."
Victoria grabs her earlobe and marches up the stairs. She drags Scarlett into the kitchen and she sets the jars of nutella on fire. Scarlett screams in horror.

YOU ARE READING
An odd friendship
Fantasythe daughter of the grim reaper is walking and finds an injured dove. it turns out that dove is a fallen angel. they help eachother and have crazy adventures together.