Drop Dead Gorgeous

"Vania. Vania. Vania!" I shake my friend awake and her purple - did I mention her eyes can become purple? - eyes are awake at once.
"What?" She asks warily.

"I heard someone crying in the valley last night. Let's go see."
Vania raises her eyebrows and gets up. "Marceline, it could be a trap."
I didn't think of that.

"How?" I ask.
"Well, the scientists could have used a voice modifier, turned a little experiment against us-" I stop her from ticking off options on her fingers.
"I still want to look!" I argue.

"But-"
"No buts!" I swipe her with my wing and she grins.
"Fine."

We flutter down in the alley and I divide us into left and right. Vania goes right, I go left.
The crying becomes louder as I spread my wings and walk with them, so if scientists or something come I'll take flight.

Then I hear a small gasp. Someone whimpers and I lower my breathing. "Hello?" I ask quietly.

"Please.." someone whispers. I start to flutter a little higher to get speed. "Hello?"

I hear some rustling and my eyes catch a boot running into a log. Fingers crossed, I think as I quietly look inside the log.

"AHHHHHH!" The little girl and I both scream, jumping back and yelping. I quiet down when my throat starts to sting.

"Who-who-who..." She whimpers, then looks at my white wings. "Are you an angel?"

I chuckle. "Maybe."
Her face bled white, she backs down.

"Please don't hurt me! Please!"
"I won't hurt you..." I say quietly, and the girl tenses up. "That's what Daddy said after he got angry when I spilled a drop of water on the rug. But then, he took the stick! HE HURT ME WITH IT!" She yells. Now it's my turn to back down.

"What's your name?" I ask steadily.
"M-addy." She mutters.

"Well Maddy, I swear, I WILL NOT hurt you. I'm not an angel. I just have wings, okay?" I inform her, walking a little closer. Her body trembles with every step I take.

"Don't.. I.." her face only relaxes a little. "How can I trust you?"
Hmm, how can she trust me?..

I lift my feet from the ground and fly up over the branches. I yelp, "VANIA! GO. WEST!"
She's here in a heartbeat.
"Look who I found."

"There are... 2... of you?" Maddy whimpers. I nod. "And we won't hurt you. Right, Vania?"
She looks a little confused as she looks at Maddy. "Yeah." Vania answers.

Maddy starts to walk towards us. "What's your names?"
"Marceline, or Marce, and Vania."

"Okay....I.. g-g-uess..." Her face turns into a small smile as she walks towards us and collapses into my arms, surprisingly.
I hug her back, without hesitation.

"What's your story, Maddy?"

"Momma and Daddy hurt me. They didn't like me. They told me I was a bitch and diss-a-point-ment. Then I ran away. What's a bitch?"

Shit.

"Um.. it's a not good word you should NEVER say. " I inform her, and continue, "and you're safe now. You'll never see those bad, bad people EVER again." I sum up.

I regret those words.

"Geez, Haz! I can't hear!"
"UGH! Louis!"
"What, Ugh, Louis?!"
"Shut up, guys!"
"I can't hear the girl with the white wings!"

"SON OF A BITCH!" I growl loudly.
"Dammit, Lou!"
"What!"

They heard us, they saw us! Maddy's face turns white again and she clings to my side. "Take off, Vania!" I instruct and she nods. I pick Maddy up on my shoulders and I hear the rustling again.
Those stupid boys that were eavesdropping.
I could kill them, right here, leave Maddy with Vania.

"Don't you fucking DARE think of me as cute, 'ight?" Vania crosses her arms at the curly haired boy. "How the h-"
Oh, yeah, Vania can read minds. Burned.

Vania and I take off; we soar through the sky, and I hear Maddy giggle on top of me, my wings tickling her.
"You said the bad word." She tells me, which brings a small smile on my face.

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