#madison casually preparing to kill and turn fabian into a flesh puppet when all of a sudden he opens the door and she sees a rabbit!

[blondiexbiites]

The city had never been Maddie's first choice.

She had been thinking of someplace warmer and more exotic. Of course, this place was warmer than Detroit which sat on the river across from Canada, and every winter the recipient of lake-effect snows. No, this city was coastal; it snowed during the winter, but not often as much, and the temperatures were more moderate. Not moderate enough; Madison had been thinking more along the lines of Miami, but the allure of starting fresh convinced her to stay.

This place was big enough that she didn't know anyone, and didn't feel compelled by good manners to acknowledge them as she drank the blood from their wrists. The city also provided a steady supply of bodies--living and dead. Madison loved bodies, loved studying them, which was why she was standing outside of Fabian's door, mouth salivating in anticipation of him opening the door and falling victim to her eyes. A simple hypnosis would do the trick. His death would be quick and clean and Madison would haul him back to her apartment at record speed with the full intent of dissecting him piece by piece so that she could sew him back together with pink string and lace. Poor Fabian would no longer be able to entertain her with his brooding eyes and depressive silence, but that was okay! He would make for the perfect flesh puppet and--

"Is that a bunny?"

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