Blood and Snow

Chapter Thirty-Four

[Hours Ago...]

The man with black hair looked over the city from his view in the penthouse. Scott City sure was glorious at night. 'One day, the world will be mine.' he told himself with a smile, 'Everything will belong to me, and it'll all start here, the only place I was ever humiliated in.'

He grinned evilly, 'I'll stick it to that hothead and his sister, and maybe even their little friend too. What was her name again?'

"Sir." One of his followers called him, getting his attention. "Yes?" He said smoothly. The one who asked for him, a tall male with blue hair and green eyes, bowed his head respectfully. "We have the man you asked for. What should we do with him now?" He asked. The black-haired man hummed, tapping his chin in thought. "Did you get what I wanted out of him?" He asked. The blue-haired one nodded, "Yes, Sir. We have everything you asked for right here."

The follower pulled out a blue notebook and opened it to a specific page before handing it to his leader. The leader hummed again, his grin widening. "Very well then." He said, "We don't need him anymore. I say that you give him his final show. Try to make it rhyme."

The follower nodded again. "It will be done, Sir." He said, pulling a knife out from his cloak. The blue-haired male turned around and left, going back to the others to deal with their little problem. The black-haired man looked back out the window, his amber eyes gliding over the skyscrapers. 'I don't see why I should wait for vengeance. Perhaps after the meeting, I can finally get my payback.' he tilted his head in thought. He tapped his foot and hummed, listening to what was going on in the other room.

"Why so blue? You know I'll be true— and now, I'll make slivers out of you~!"

A muffled scream pierced through his ears. Judging by how long the screams lasted, his subordinates were taking their sweet old time chopping the man to bits. The black-haired male's grin widened even more. 'Soon...'

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[Present Time...]

After Belle helped Sierra and Happy bake cookies, the three decided to hang out and eat some of the first batch. "These are amazing, you guys!" Happy shouted excitedly. Belle smiled. "Calm down, Haps, they're just cookies." Sierra said, a small smile on her face. Happy giggled. At some point, Bradley walked into the kitchen and saw them eating some of the cookies. "Aw, I want some!" He complained. Happy smiled widely and handed him five cookies. "Shhh! Don't tell anyone!" She whisper-yelled jokingly. Bradley laughed, then sat down and ate his cookies with the ladies. Happy looked pretty smug for a second. "Hey, Belle," the green-haired girl asked, "why don't you give some cookies to Mason?"

Belle's cheeks were tinted pink as she thought about her encounter with him this morning. "Gee, I don't know, Happy. Do you think I might... bother him or something?" Belle tried. Happy shook her head. Sierra hid her smile, knowing exactly what Happy was doing. "You should really bring him sugar cookies. It'll make his morning." The girl insisted. Belle twiddled her thumbs under the table, "If you really think so..."

Happy was already up and fixing up a plate for her. She threw six cookies on it and shoved it into Belle's hands. "Here ya' go!" She said excitedly and pulled Belle out of her chair. "Wait, wh—?" The lawyer asked confusedly as Happy shoves her out of the kitchen and into the dining room. "Now, go get 'em!" Happy called and slammed the door closed, snickering behind it. "You just had to, didn't you?" Sierra asked her, to which the girl nodded. "Just you wait! This'll be good for them both!"