Obsession: AKA Verosika's slow descent into insanity. 0-0
Three hours later:
"Verosika?"
"Mhm."
"You're going to be late to your own show."
"Ooone sec. Juuust..." I pin a picture of Fizzarolli to the corkboard, "There! Doesn't it look perfect?"
Vortex squinted, wringing his hands. "Its... Fizzarolli and Blitzo?"
I nodded vigorously.
He gulped. "This isn't some big plot, is it? Not like last time someone ditched you?"
I snatched up my purse. "Nope. Nothing like that.
Three days later:
"V?" Beelzebub asked from the doorway.
"What?" I asked, not even bothering to turn around.
"Just wanted to check in and say I'm sorry for whatever upset you last Friday."
"Cool." I wound string around tacks holding evidence to the board.
She immidiately perked up."Oh, and hey! There's these clowns, Glitz and Glam, I heard they're really good-"
"Can we not do this now?" I snapped, "I'm kind of in the middle of something."
Bee recoiled. "O - OK. That's fine." She looked hurt as she exited, but I didn't care. I was so close...
Three weeks later:
"Um, Verosika. Are you sure you're not obsessed with this?" Vortex asked.
"I'M NOT OBSESSED!" I screeched, whirling away from the bulletin board.
Vortex stepped back a little. "Just saying that you've missed five shows and your fans are getting relentless to see you-"
"What makes you think any of THIS is an obsession?!" I threw my hands up, turning back around. Papers were strewn across the ground, as well as pins that I couldn't help but step on. String sat in jaggedly cut strips, tape clinging to every surface imaginable.
A hand wrapped around my shoulders. "C'mon, V. You obviously need a break-"
I laughed, swatting his arm away. "I'm. Fine."
Vortex put on an uncomfortable, worried face as he left.
I didn't care.
I was
so
close.
THERE!!
I screamed with happiness, repetitively punching the pictures. "Yes, Yes, YES!"
Because I'd found where they were. I jotted down the locations, and picked up my silver, shining angelic dagger.
Couldn't give them a quick death, now could I?
I laughed maniacally.
Nothing
can stop
me
now.
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The Bloodlust Of A Succubi
FanfictionFizzarolli and Verosika Mayday used to be friends. They used to talk about their mutual hate for Blitzo and share their experiences. Then Fizzarolli stopped talking to Verosika. And she began to think about finishing what he started. NONE OF THE ART...
