[F-bomb]ing GLITTER? (OTA, Prankwar!)

[zombie_on_call]

My shampoo. Glitter.

Whoever'd done this was in for a world of hurt... well, as much of a world of hurt as a little 5'3" scrawny chick could deliver. Which, when I found out who had done it would be more than they'd expect.

Needless to say, my mood was not the best as I headed to the clinic, sparkling like a twi-lit vampire in the sun.

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[lordoflocksley]

A two year-old girl came toddling down the street in a pink dress. She was holding a dead hare by the ankles as she waddled and soon after her father, clad in leather, came into view. He had two matching hares tied up on a rope slung around his shoulder. A quiver was on his back and he held a recurve bow in his hands as he walked quickly after the girl.

"Scarlet." He was smiling, though. It was always nice to see his daughter smile the way she was now.

[zombie_on_call]

I wasn't going to get angry at a kid. Kids don't know anything. Instead I nodded to the father. "Hey."

[lordoflocksley]

Robin was about to greet the woman when Scarlet stopped and held up the hare with a big smile. "Dinner!"

[zombie_on_call]

"Cool," I said. "How you gonna cook it?"

I was from rural Louisiana. A lot of people ate things they caught themselves. Kinda rare to see a girl that young hunting, but hey.