Juliane Strange | Maleficent (forababy) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2010-06-09 18:53:00 |
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Who: Juliane Strange (and Maleficent)
What: Leaving Holly a surprise
When: Wednesday afternoon/evening
Where: The Strange household
Rating: G
Status: Complete
Juliane had been half-dreading the day that an Aurora would show up and complicate her life. Half-dreading because her ever-optimistic nature had allowed her to think that since Maleficent had been so dormant all those years, she might not act on that age-old vendetta. As the sorceress had put it herself, that made her a "sickeningly pathetic fool." And the fact that the princess had taken up residence in the head of her own daughter made it all the worse.
She wasn't aware of what Maleficent's plans were in the long run, she never confided in her, unsurprisingly, but for now she seemed content to start on a small scale. Such as making use of Holly's all too appropriate phobia of needles. Juliane hadn't been entirely sure about what her headmate was up to when Maleficent forced her to buy a pack of them while out shopping one day-she didn't keep any in the house because she couldn't sew-but had a sinking feeling that it wasn't anything nice. She was right.
Being the sole person in the house for most of the day had its privileges, and one of those was being able to converse with the source of her problem out loud. "Are you nuts?" She muttered. "I'm not doing this. It's cruel."
It's harmless, was the argument she received. At least in comparison to other things I could be doing. You don't want me to have to resort to those, do you, Juliane?
Juliane couldn't help but flinch at the threat, at the idea of any actual harm coming to the daughter she adored. "No," she was forced to sigh, "of course not."
Then do as I instructed.
It was with another sigh, this one of defeat, that she flung back the covers of Holly's bed. Slipping the needles out of their packaging and into her palm, she began to lay them across the sheets, right beneath the pillow. Soon, a neat little row was formed, arranged from the largest needles on the left to the smallest needles on the right. That accomplished, she remade the bed, making sure to leave it exactly as she had found it, and left the room. As Juliane dreaded her daughter's reaction, Maleficent was cackling softly in her head.