Susan Evensong Fri Jun 12, 2015 4:00 am
Fernando continues laughing like an idiot.
+2 Wisdom.
"That is an interesting hiding place.... At least this means I didn't have to throw it across the party to you..."
Susan murmurs before grabbing her remote, from within the folds of her dress she pulls another small device. Quickly combining the two she presses the button and grins with satisfaction as she regains her adult form. Covering her chest due to her suddenly too small dress starting to rip she takes a deep breath and shrieks.
"KNOCK IT OFF YOU FUCKING MORONS! I AM A GOD DAMNED ADULT AND THERE IS NO WAY IN FUCK THAT I AGREE TO ANY OF THIS BULLSHIT!"
She marches over to her mother and glares.
"We had a deal mother. A deal. I have done my best to keep up my end of the bargain, but you seem to be completely ignoring yours. I do not agree to this wedding, and seeing as how we have not reached the appointed decision making date, the one we MUTUALLY AGREED UPON MOTHER. I will be taking my leave."
Mrs. Evensong chuckles, not a pleasant chuckle mind you, but a vaguely menacing one. She gently strokes Susan's cheek and smirks as Susan immediately flinches.
"Darling." She murmurs still stroking her cheek. "You mustn't talk to your mother that way."
This is followed by a bolt of light and a shriek of pain as Susan crumples to the ground. The older woman sighs and dusts off her hands.
"However, she does have a point. I believe it is best that we call off the wedding... For now."
She raises an eyebrow at the rest of the party before motioning to them to come forward.
"You may collect this spoiled ungreatful brat, now. I have some business to attend to."
Waving her hand dismissively she heads towards the manor and the crowds begin to disperse.
Fernando stands at the altar looking shell shocked.
