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“Yeah?”
“Mmhmm.”
“Good.”
She nodded at Damian. “Twenty four hours, cutie. But go ahead and drop that firewall for me.”
“Anything for you, Ponytail.”
I followed Kat out of the office and watched in awe and horror as she grabbed the slip of paper from the tray Felicity was holding just outside the office. “Have a great day!” she called out to Kat.
I paused. “What the fuck even is Valentine’s Day? I know it’s a day of fabricated ill will, but...what am I supposed to do to her?”
“For her.”
“What?”
Felicity giggled. “Let’s get to work, honey! Romance is in the details.”
Episode 10: Muffins
The brethren could keep me in the LoveBubble prison, but they could not disrupt my ability to attract wealth or my ability to attract whatever I wanted to me. My house was moderate for my elaborate taste—my gargoyles were not even so menacing—but it would have to do until my parents regained their sanity and allowed my status as royalty to be reinstated.
“Almost ready!” Felicity said. She stood in my kitchen, whisking and whisking, flour and chocolate on her smiling face. “Oh she’s going to love all this.”
“Confectionary delights are not her style,” I explained for the hundredth time. And yes. We have allowed this woman into my house. But what else was I supposed to do? I am devoid of all romance and romantic tendencies. I am, quite literally, the monster of all villainy.
“All women love baked goods, Allie, honey. All women.”
“She...does seem to like candy.”
“Trust me. She wants a Valentine’s Day. Did you cut out the hearts?”
I grimaced, displaying the colorful cardboard the old woman had set before me. “The scissors will not cooperate.”
“Well, you have to put your fingers into the holes and slice, Allie.”
“For some reason...I cannot. The skill evades me.”
“I think you just don’t want to try—”
“I can’t cut out hearts, wench! I am darkness in flesh and bones. These are—these are pink!”
“Pink is pretty!”
“Exactly my point. I prefer my decor slathered in the inky tears of the wicked and impaled on poles!”
“She’s not going to like that!”
“She is not going to like this.”
Felicity sighed. “How many Valentine's Days have you prepared for, Allie?”
I growled, crushing the pink paper in my fist. “None.”
“So who will you be listening to? Hm?”
“...you.”
