[She should have known, really. Fiona, you big dumb idiot. She rolls her eyes, crossing the entryway in a few shorts strides to kick one of Vriska's legs.]
Next time you start screaming, I'm going to leave you to whatever weird shit is attacking you.
[But hey, the house seems... relatively safe? That weird feeling is gone, at least. And as if to punctuate Vriska's point, the door slams shut and locks behind them.]
Shut up.
[It's a preemptive "shut up", because she'd bet the last of her rations that Vriska is going to lord this over her.]
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Next time you start screaming, I'm going to leave you to whatever weird shit is attacking you.
[But hey, the house seems... relatively safe? That weird feeling is gone, at least. And as if to punctuate Vriska's point, the door slams shut and locks behind them.]
Shut up.
[It's a preemptive "shut up", because she'd bet the last of her rations that Vriska is going to lord this over her.]