WeepingWisteria

All at once, the sword stopped vibrating and started falling to the ground. Vendetta caught it by the handle. The hilt lost its rust, suddenly becoming a bright silver. “Did ...

Amy held up a hand of confetti. Vendetta gently pushed her hand down. “We can’t make too much noise.” The hilt glowed even stronger, vibrating slightly in the case. The ...

Vendetta finally opened their stall. “Please. Before whoever Amy attacked wakes up.” Amy muttered something that sounded suspiciously like, “If they wake up.” Vendetta took out the blade again

“Is there a body in the middle of the bathroom floor?” Vendetta crossed their arms despite no one seeing them. There was an awkward pause, filled with Amy grunting and ...

Amy skipped to the bathroom. Vendetta followed behind her, still cradling the bag in their arms. Vendetta walked into a stall, locking it behind them. “If you’re committing crimes, Amy, ...

Vendetta shivered. “I don’t want to ask how.” Amy giggled. “With kindness and joy, silly.” She paused. “And maybe a brick.” Vendetta shook their head. “No! No bricks.” Amy huffed. ...

Free us with a spell, a spell of love and passion, Of humanity.

“If the cleaning supplies are in there, they might. And Mr. Sword here is very upset that we’re walking away from the hilt.” Vendetta gestured to the blade in their ...

Vendetta walked away, keeping the bag out of Amy’s reach. “I’ll just keep this safe. Uh, over here.” Amy shrugged, grin bouncing back into place. “Alright then! Suit yourself! Hiding ...

“I saw some kilns in the Ancient Civilization exhibit we might be able to squeeze in.” Vendetta examined a shiny emerald, rubbing their hands nervously together. Amy grinned. “I can ...

Amy whipped a piece of paper out of her pocket, showering confetti to the floor. “It closes in two hours!” She bounced on her toes, giggling madly. “Are we going ...

Amy grinned. “You guys are so boooorring. But it’s fine. Tell them about your magic dawn blade so they’ll take it away from you, and you’ll never see it again.” ...

“I can distract them again!” Amy pulled out two fistfuls of confetti out of her pockets, some stray pieces drifting to the floor, a big grin plastered on her face. ...

The blade whispered again before reaching a halt in front of a wall of hilts. Some were carved woods, and others were steel or silver. At the epicentre of the ...

The blade surged forward, almost making Vendetta fall over. "I think the blade's enough of a guide." It shot forward, dragging them through the aisles. 25 Words