This choice: And Ingrid appears from behind. "Where do you think you're going?" • Go Back...Chapter #6Sisterly Conflict by: Lelouch   "Where do you think you're going?"
The voice came from behind Morgan, and you accurately imagined the goosebumps forming all over as she slowly turned around. Facing her big sister, Ingrid. "Well; just decided to go out for a walk. Maybe visit a friend." Nervous sweat started forming at Morgan's various body parts, sad to say her feet were included. Nothing you weren't accostomed to though, and it made a great lubricant. Beneath Morgan's massive foot you used your sweat covered body to slide from beneath it. Soon you were right between her big and second toes; looking up at your daughters in the stand off of the week.
Ingrid smirked at Morgan, "Oh? Well why don't I come along then? Gotta look out for family you know."
A nervous backaway step by Morgan, fatal mistake. "Nah it's okay, I really don't want to burden you like that."
"Why's that?" Ingrid stepped forward, "Because you're embarrassed to be around your pretty goth sister?"
It was the window Morgan wanted, "...Yeah! Sor-"
"Or because you have Dad with you and don't want me to catch you?" The air froze up, Morgan petrified and Ingrid smiling victoriously. "You really have to work on your poker face, even if Mom didn't tell me ahead of time. You have to be one of the worst liars I've met."
Busted, you knew it, Ingrid knew it, and Morgan knew it; no use holding up the facade anymore. "So what if I did? At his size being a good toy is about all he's good for. Beside's I saved his life; he owes me." The sudden dark tone Morgan was speaking with shocked Ingrid and you beyond belief. Especially you, it was like your daughter held no love for you...or maybe she was a much better liar than granted.
Ingrid regained herself quick though; "Yeah, you saved him from something you caused. Seems to me like if anything you owe him!"
Morgan snorted, "Please; I bless him with my presence! He loves me; not just because I'm his daughter, but because I am his goddess!"
Another sentence that shocked you and Ingrid, "Please! You're just making excuses now, give him back this instant!"
It felt as if Ingrid had won the conflict, but Morgan reacted quite differently than expected. "What about when he went missing for three days? Fell into one of your boots?" The sudden question drew a confused look from the elder sister. "What about it?"
"You telling me you didn't enjoy that at all? That your feet didn't feel better with him beneath them like a bug? It didn't give you a power rush that you'd never wanna give up for anything?" Morgan took a step forward, Ingrid a step back; this was not a good sign.
"N-No..."
"Who you trying to convince? Me or you? You loved it, you know you did. You just don't wanna admit it; because it means you're no better than me. But it's the truth, we both know it. He's just a bug meant to please us."
"T-That's not..."
Man Morgan shook things up! You were horrified at how effective her tactics were; at this rate BOTH your daughters were going to be torturing you! You had to do something. But...Morgan seemed to realize where you were, and in a single motion her big toe held you flat beneath it's mountainous mass. Naturally you attempted to push; lift it up, nothing came from your fruitless efforts. You were pinned beneath the sweaty toe of Morgan while she played mindgames with Ingrid.
"Not what? The truth? Here's the secret Ingrid, it is. He's just a bug for our pleasure. That's all he ever was; Mom's told us stories of when he was our age. People knew it back then too. It's the truth. Come on Ingrid...we can play with our toy together. Feet, butt, whatever. We can do it as sisters."
What a development! You could not believe your ears, in mere minutes Morgan completely changed the entire situation! But there was no way Ingrid would agree to this....would she?
Ingrid appeared uncertain of the words coming from her mouth, "Well....   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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