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[b]A Collab featuring:[/b][@HaleyTheRandom], [@Cerces22], and [@jakeb1993].
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Talya was currently in one of the back room of the Dark Shadow headquarters. It would seem strange that an evil villain hang out lair would have a kitchen fully stocked with baking supplies, a functioning stove, fridge, and other such thing, but the DS made it work. Her messy brown hair pulled back lazily into a ponytail, Talya would be mixing the cookie dough before putting small dollops of it onto the cookie sheet. The oven already preheated, she would stick the cookies into the oven, setting the timer for ten minutes. She hummed to herself quietly, beginning to clean up what little mess she had made. A small smirk would find itself emerging onto her face as she thought about this morning’s earlier events. Oh, how the man had begged and pleaded. She mentally shrugged. She supposed she had done a good thing, ridding the world of another fifty-something year old pervert trying to sleep with a girl who was clearly young enough to be his daughter. Talya continued to hum to herself, making small circles with the sponge on the counter as she cleaned. 

Circe whistled as she walked down the street, today's tune was Going to Hell by the Pretty Reckless. She carted a bag that appeared to be made from vantablack. She turned down the DS headquarters alley and threw her hand on the plate. The door opened almost soundlessly as she passed through. Entering the large meeting room her nose was attacked by the sweet smell of cookies.

[Color=pink]”That smell only means one thing!! I am now even more excited.”[/color] Circe walked into the kitchen just as Talya was finishing cleaning the countertop. She placed her bag with a heavy thud, on the table nearby.

[Color=pink]”Hey there, you crazy bitch, miss me??”[/color]

Hearing a familiar voice, Talya turned around to find herself facing Circe - her only ‘true’ friend in this Hell hole. She took a few short steps towards the girl, wrapping her arms around her in a tight hug. [7bcdc8]“Are you insane? Of course I did.”[/color] She released the person who she considered to be her little sister from her arms as she walked back to the counter, leaning up against it. [color=7bcdc8]“What have you been up to lately?”[/color] 

Circe allowed the hug, Talya was the one person that could get away with contact and not receive a violent reaction. She smiled warmly to the older girl and snapped her fingers. The bag on the table melted away and two severed heads rolled off.

[Color=pink]”Seems like I still don't respond well to advances. Other that, I only killed a hundred people, and a Guildling for that ungrateful pompous blow hard of a boss. You will also be the first to know that I have gained my old self back, no more talking to myself, or laughing like a rabid idiot. How about you Talya, aside from your cookies, have you had any fun last night??”[/color]

Arms crossed, now sitting on the counter, Talya would watch as the bag dissolved, the two severed heads rolling across the floor. She giggled quietly before returning her gaze to Circe. [color=7bcdc8]“So you’re body count for the last twenty-four hours is a hundred and three? Damn, chickadee.”[/color] She paused for another split second. [color=7bcdc8]“Don’t talk about Daddy that way,”[/color] she said, playfully scolding. Talya shrugged her shoulders. [color=7bcdc8]“Oh, just some guy at the bar. Totally wasted, kept coming on to me. I didn’t [i]want[/i] to murder him, but he was to much of a hard dick for me not to. So, he and I made our way back to the hotel, I tied him down and had my way with him. Though not the way he intended, of course.”[/color] 

It was now Circes turn to giggle to herself, and than got a serious face on. She picked up one the heads and absentmindedly toyed with it. She took a deep breath, which caused her to wince slightly at her injury, it needed just a bit more time to heal. Her internal battle last night with herself took away from the healing.

[Color=pink]”Your [I]dad[/I] got Ty killed, I am a little miffed, and if it wasn't for you, I most likely would of ran him through already. And I still see you prefer quality kills over quantity. I think we may always disagree on that, but that's ok, together we fuck shit up.”[/color] She smiled to Talya, as she dropped the head back on the table.

Talya noticed her sister wince, cocking her head to the side in curiosity, though she said nothing. She squinted her eyes. [color=7bcdc8]“Ty jumped in front of Al. He knew full well what he was doing. Daddy would never hurt any of us intentionally.”[/color] The timer dinged for the cookies as she hopped down off the counter, sliding the oven mitt over her hand before removing them from the oven and placing them on the counter to cool. She proceeded to turn the power to the oven off before returning to the conversation. [color=7bcdc8]“Slow and methodical is the best, baby girl. You get the full effect of hearing them scream, seeing the light slowly fade from their eyes…”[/color] Talya giggled once more. [color=7bcdc8]“I prefer it that way, though your method seems entertaining. Perhaps we should teach each other our ways someday.[/color] She thought for a moment. [color=7bcdc8]“So… since you don’t have to have internal arguments with yourself anymore, that means less verbal craziness?”[/color] 

Circe walked over to the countertop, knowing if she reached for a cookie before they cooled, Talya would most likely slap her hand away. So instead she grabbed a glass of milk in preparation for the sweet treat.

[Color=pink]”Yes, the other me that I let in control when I was younger was no longer… of use to me. But that doesn't mean I am not any less crazy, those two men will attest to that. Besides, as the DS killer, I have to give the audience what they want. The number may have dropped, I might not be a babbling lunatic, but I am still all crazy baby. And yes, I agree, we should teach each other the finer points of our craft. But I am sure it would be best you text Mommy Aly, I don't think he wants to hear from me after I broke his precious oak door.”[/color] It was than she reached for a cookie, hoping they had cooled enough.

Al had still been recovering from the event of night previous, and the [i]talk[/i] and had decided that maybe it was now time go and stroll through the complex to see what was going on. He had smelt the cooking well before he had discovered the culprits responsible walking into the room, Aloysius was greeted by the sight of the two ladies. Great [color=9e0093]“Well, if it isn’t Psycho Bitch and Psycho Dumb” He grinned “What is going on in here?”[/color]

Talya glared seriously this time in the direction of Aloysius. Part of her hoped she was Psycho Bitch instead of Psycho Dumb, but then that meant he was calling Circe dumb. Talya quickly went over various kinky torture methods in her head for the man. [color=7bcdc8]“You don’t get a cookie,”[/color] she said with a huff. 

Circe dropped the cookie as Aloysius walked through the door, five seconds is all it took before he said something stupid to piss her off. A blade of darkness materialized in her hand as she walked over with feline grace. She gave the man responsible for Ty’s death a pointed stare.

[Color=pink]”You best choose your words closely, oh [I]leader[/I] I have not, nor will not forgive you. And if Talya wasn't her to stop me, I would run you through.”[/color] Her usual energetic movements, now replaced with a more languid approach. She doubted Aloysius would notice the change in her demeanor though.

[color=9e0093]“I think you need to remember your place.”[/color] Aloysius growled lowly towards Circe. He would raise his hand and fire an aero blast towards Circe’s body to send her flying away from him [color=9e0093]“You might think you are tough, but remember who your daddy is.”[/color] With that he absent mindedly looked towards Talya [color=9e0093]“I don’t think i would ever want your cookies… you most likely poisoned them with something.”[/color]

Talya smirked. Al could be her daddy all day long if he wished. Though that didn’t pardon him from hurting Circe. Talya now closed the distance between herself and Aloysius, giving him a frosty peck on the cheek. [color=7bcdc8]“I wouldn’t poison them. That would be harming myself.”[/color] She shrugged. [color=7bcdc8]“Besides, doll, I have a lot more special things planned for you.”[/color]

The gust from Aly knocked Circe back, bringing a gasp of pain from her wound. She stood up with help from the counter and accidently slipping over Talya’s cookies and falling back down. The young woman snarled in pain and anger as she stood back up. A bow and arrow appearing in her hand, she drew the string tight.

[Color=pink]”I have killed every pathetic man who thought they could call themselves my [I]daddy[/I] you will be no different!!”[/color] She growled at him.

[color=9e0093]“Go on shoot!”[/color] He taunted. [color=9e0093]“You know you won’t hit me.”[/color] He laughed and looked down at Circe [color=9e0093]“So humor me, what are you two doing down here? And why bake the cookies?”[/color] He asked.

[color=7bdc8]“Circe, put your weapon up and clean up that mess. I worked really fucking hard on those cookies, and I didn’t even get to eat one. You’re lucky I don’t shove the whole shebang up your ass.”[/color] Tal turned in the direction of Aloysius once more, hopping up on the counter to sit down again. [color=7bcdc8]“I had the place to myself. I wanted cookies. I made cookies. I was going to eat the cookies and then you slung sis into them.”[/color] She folded her arms across her chest, lips pursed, her facial expression thoughtful. [color=7bcdc8]“You owe me cookies, Daddy.”[/color]

Circe's wild eyes flicked from Aloysius to Talya, the bow disappeared as she bent over to clean up the cookies. She popped one in her mouth, it was good. She chewed while she watching Aly stare her down.

[Color=pink]”We want to go on a mission together, blow off some steam.”[/color] She said through the food to Aly, it wasn't framed as a question either.

[color=9e0093]“You have got to be kidding right?“[/color] Aloysius sighed and rubbed his temples in a combination of frustration and annoyance. [color=9e0093]“Firstly, the I owe no one any cookies! Secondly, I do not trust you two together on a mission together. Too many chances for a slaughter to occur.”[/color]

Talya rolled her eyes. Al hardly ever let either of them out to play, much less together. It was a wonder why Circe had even mentioned it now. However… Daddy did seem frustrated, and both Talya and Circe liked to play with their toys mentally. The young woman started to fake a pout as she got down off the counter. [color=7bcdc8]“You do to owe me the damned cookies! You’re the one who technically knocked them off the counter,”[/color] she shouted, stomping her foot. She stuck her hands in her back pockets, trying to act innocent now as she tried to reason with Aloysius. [color=7bcdc8]“Come on now, Daddy…”[/color] she began, her voice low and soothing. [color=7bcdc8]“I’ll keep her under control. I just want to show her the perks of taking your time.”[/color] Talya was now behind Al, her arms draped over his shoulders, her right hand around her left wrist a some sort of lose hug. [color=7bcdc8]“Besides, you want to push Salems buttons, and you look a tad stressed. Put your worries on us. Trust your girls for once, hm?”[/color]

[Color=pink]”That is of course [I]oh glorious leader[/I] unless you don't trust us, that would just hurt our feelings so much.”[/color] Circe pouted along with Talya, leaning on someone she could consider a sister.

[color=9e0093]“That is kinda the point, I don't trust you two alone yet alone together. Left to your own devices you end up killing way more than necessary and together, I am afraid you would end up doing something truly stupid.”[/color] He couldn't help but sigh. These two really did know how to push his buttons. [color=9e0093]“And Circe owes you cookies not me.”[/color] he replied to Tayla.

Talya sighed once more herself, unwrapping her arms from around the man. She now found herself playing with his hair. [color=7bcdc8]“Fine. You don’t owe me cookies. But you have one of two choices. You either give us approval, and we kill less as a thank you; or you don’t, so we rebel and use Circe’s methods, killing another ass ton of people. Your call.”[/color]

Circe's stood popping another floor cookie in her mouth, nodding with a sickening smile on her face. [Color=pink]”You do know us asking to team up was more of a formality right??”[/color] She trashed the other cookies and downed her milk, she than conjured a shadowed dagger and began picking at her fingernails.

[color=9e0093]“No...Just no.”[/color] Aloysius sighed. [color=9e0093]“I am in charge, not you. Circe you are already on thin ice. You are lucky I didn’t kill you where you stood for what you pulled.”[/color] He walked back towards the door going to leave. He stopped at the door frame. Sighing once more. [color=9e0093]“Okay, Alright. Go. Both of you. But the death toll better be in single figures”[/color]

Talya was now beaming with joy as she practically skipped over to the door frame, giving Al another peck on the cheek. [color=7bcdc8]“Thanks doll face. We’ll behave.”[/color] She held out her hand, now in the shape of a fist, pinky finger extended. [color=7bcdc8]“Pinky promise.”[/color]

Circe raised an eyebrow at Aly's change of heart. [Color=pink]”Well this will be fun, shall we go get ready for the date??”[/color] She asked Talya as she walked past the flirting young woman, she needed new clothes. The other Circe had no taste in fashion, and Circe would eventually will have to learn how to apply makeup, maybe Emily or Lana could help eventually.

If Tayla’s smile could have been any brighter or wider, it would have been. Tal had been dying to give Circe a makeover for what felt like a lifetime now. [color=7bcdc8]“No time for shopping, we’ll do that later. I have tons of things in my closet that would suit you.”[/color] She grabbed Circe by the wrist, dragging her out of the door past Al, not giving him a second thought. 

Circe allowed her sister to drag her into her room, she sat on the bed looking around, this room fit Talya very well. 

Talya lead Circe down the long hallway, almost running, buzzing with excitement. She directed Circe to the bed, making sure she sat down before turning to the task at hand. The room was a representation of Talya herself. Black sheets, light grey walls, hardly any light sources. However, various items of color could be found across the room. (For example, the bean bag chair in the corner.) She walked over to her closet, throwing the doors open to reveal an abundance of clothing. [color=7bcdc8]“Now, I know you love dark colors… but would you really mind a pale pink or blue dress? Not something to flashy. Just.. simple. Or, if you insist, you could wear something black. But just so long as it’s a dress.”[/color]

[Color=pink]”Have you ever seen me in anything of color?? That's the one thing me and her agreed on, black to match our powers and soul.”[/color] Circe was jealous of Talya's room, she usually spent a night in a random toys house after she was done playing with them. But now that she was back in control, maybe she should look into getting a room here finally, as long as that bastard Aly didn't sleep here as well.

Talya started combing through the various dresses that she had hanging up. Blues, greens, yellows, pinks… the vast majority was, indeed, black, however. Finally, after much thought, she had settled on what she thought was the [url=https://www.hottopic.com/product/hell-bunny-eveline-swing-dress/10453739.html?cgid=girls-dresses-rockabilly-dresses#start=10]perfect dress[/url] for Circe. She turned around to show it to the other girl. [color=7bcdc8]“Simple, elegant, shows of just the right amount of skin… Waddaya think?”[/color]

Circe watched as Tayla rummaged through most of her wardrobe until she settled on a dress. She pulled it off the rack. Circe was still unsure about the whole dress or makeup deal, but she did promise Talya she would do things her way. She stood up and undressed and took the dress from her sister. She put it on and it hugged her body perfectly. Her curiosity got the better of her and she did a small spin admiring how it flared out at the body.

[Color=pink]”This will do perfectly, though I doubt I could walk in heels. And makeup?? That's a stretch.”[/color] She said to Talya, with half annoyance and half hope on her face.

[color-7bcdc8]“Gorgeous,”[/color] Talya sang, watching her ‘sister’ twirl. [color=7bcdc8]“I have some newer Converse that you could borrow, but only if you agree to at least wear mascara. And pull your hair back. It makes you look older. I love you, but you’ve got a baby face, darling.”[/color]

Circe huffed at Talya but nodded nonetheless, it would have to do for the moment. If she got the chance she would conquer the challenge that is heels and makeup. She sat at her sisters vanity and waited to get assulted.

Talya turned back to her closet momentarily, grabbing the aforementioned pair of shoes. She walked over to her vanity as well, placing the shoes on the table before opening the the top drawer to scrounge for a tube of mascara. The blue tube claimed to make your lashes look thicker, the red claimed to make them longer; The purple tube, however, Talya knew for a fact did both, and so that was the one she decided upon. [color=7bcdc8]“Look up,”[/color] she said, unscrewing the lid as Circe did so. She applied the mascara delicately to the other girls lashes. [color=7bcdc8]“And now down.”[/color] She took a small step back, admiring what little work she had done, but nonetheless, it was an improvement from the usual. [color=7bcdc8]“There ya go.”[/color] 

Circe looked in the mirror, there wasn't much of a difference but her eyes did pop out a bit more than usual. She was conflicted for a moment, this was the first time she ever wore makeup, granted it was just small change, she still felt weird.

[Color=pink]”Alright, now that I look like a clown, what's next in the Talya program for murder??”[/Color] She said with a small smile.

[color=7bcdc8]“I myself have to get dressed,”[/color] Talya replied. [color=7bcdc8]“Tell you what. Meet me outside the building in fifteen. Tonight, you’re in for a treat.”[/color]