Peanut has the insane trait, and apparently today it was in overdrive. First she attacked Heather, her longtime love, over something so trivial as the dishes.
"Now listen here young lady! You are completely out of line, and I may not have given birth to you but..."her words were cut off by the sharp sting of Peanuts open hand across her face.
"You're right, you're not my mother! So shut up!" she screamed as she ran towards the house. Crimson stood there dazed for awhile.
"What the hell is wrong with you? You don't fraking slap my mother!" she screamed at her friend and girlfriend in disgust.
"Stop being such a baby. She had it coming" Peanut snapped back. The boys watched on quietly, scared if they spoke the two girls would turn their wrath towards the unlucky party. Nope, better to stay out of this one.
"Yeah, I said her mother looked like a Llama. As a matter of fact, so does she! And for that matter, if you loved me you would back me on this!"
"Pea, for Makers sake, she's my MOTHER! You can't ask me to stand up for you when you attack my own mother! It's insane to even think that!" Heather bellowed, beginning to shake with rage. She had thought she loved Peanut very much, but now she wasn't so sure.
"Insane? You think I'm insane? I'll show you insane! WE ARE THROUGH HEATHER. YOU AND ME EQUAL DONE!" she screamed in Heather's face. She waited for Heahter to cry, waited for her to beg for forgiveness. But it never came.
"Fine, Pea. If that's what you want, fine" she said calmly. She was shaken by Peanuts words, but felt rather calm now that it was all over. Or at least she thought it was over.
Peanut stared at Heather in disbelief. Instead of pleading for mercy, Heather was walking away. Instead of getting peace from Heathers calm, it only enraged her more. Before Heather could react to protect herself, Peanut threw herself at her.
As Crimson was reading the riot act, the twins began to age up. I only grabbed a photo of one, but you know...sparkles!
"What are you playing at, you freaking nut case! What, you get back at me by getting cozy with Kris?" she screamed at Peanut.
"I don't want to hear whatever you've got to say. Hurt my baby brother, and I'll make you wish you were invisible again. You like to call people's mothers Llama's? How bout this, you hurt Kris, I'll make you look just like one" Heather threatened in a low hiss.. She shoved her way past Peanut and headed upstairs.
Crimson was blissfully unaware of all the drama going on back at home. She had been invited to a party and one of her coworkers, a Young Adult Mortimer Goth had apperntly found out that Crimson was back on the martket and tried to woo her.
"Morty, your a nice guy and all that. It's just, well I'm just not ready to see anybody right now. What with Hank and the kids and all..."Crimson trailed off. She was trying to let the poor guy down gentle, but judging by the wounded puppy dog eyes staring back at her she had only managed to make it worse.. She politely excused herself, thanked her hosts for a wonderful evening, and headed home alone.