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Name of Kid here: Giana Hartford
Fear amount of kid: 70
About Giana: Giana is pretty convinced she's a princess, and her parents choice of room decor does nothing to dissuade her from that idea. She's very unhappy about the playground mandate because in the dark is where all the creepy things happen to princesses like poisoned apples, glowing spinning wheels, and evil curses! Still...no one wants to be a princess chicken!
About Giana's Room: The entire room is very...pink. It doesn't really look THAT scary, but the polished wooden floor does squeak a bit. There is a lovely carriage themed bed with some room under it. What appears to be a castle entrance is actually the way into a specious little walk in closet with three full length mirrors. The dainty little child's table has fresh flowers arranged on it and a spindly wooden chair in front of it. A tall delicate bookshelf sits beside the table full of fairy tale books and princess stories, who would have thought there were so many princess books? Behind the bed and beside the closet doors is a large toy chest full of every princess toy imaginable dolls, tea party sets, tiaras, and miniature castles.

OK OK. Belladonna could do this. Scaring was really easy. And this would be even better because she didn't have to rely on the fact that she didn't even look that scary. After Nox's little temper-tantrum-explanation, the witch was set forth into the Human World. It was wholly different not being seen, mostly because she didn't have to worry about being seen. So there was no problem with her sneaking down the hallway and carefully opening the door to the child's room. Well, the only real problem had been walking wholly on her toes so her heels wouldn't click against the floor. That and opening the door without making any noise, but that was all accomplished and once inside the room, the witch paused to give it a once over. Even in the dark she could tell it was all covered in a light color and when she spied the carriage bed, the witch's heart nearly melted.
A princess! Perfect for a sneaky witch! Belladonna thought as she dropped to her hands and knees to shuffle under the bed. Honestly she'd lucked out with the Little Princess, because under her carriage bed it was actually pretty cozy. The witch only had to lie on her side but still was able to prop herself half up so that she could rest her head against the structure.

But now came the really hard part. What to do? How to scare?
For a long moment the witch sat there and tapped a finger against her chin and did her best to think of the spoOoOoOokiest thing to scare this Little Princess.
With a backward glance Belladonna spotted the closet door that was just an arm's length away. Perfect! Careful not to make much noise, the witch stretched herself out and hooked her fingers under the bottom of the closet door. It took a bit of finagling, but she finally managed to unhinge it from its latch and pulled it open with a slow creak.
Even if this didn't make the wee little one scream, this was still a lot of fun and already Belladonna could feel her spirits begin to lift.

A silent huff of agitated derision left the witch as the Little Princess only closed the little curtains around her carriage bed. That was not at all the appropriate reaction. This little girl should have screamed, turned on the lights, run out of the room, something other than just close the curtains!! That was so boring, and definitely wasn't good for the witch's little FEAR meter.
Belladonna rolled her eyes as she pulled the closet door open just a little bit more. It was vastly important to wait for the appropriate amount of time, so that the little girl believed things had gone back to normal. Quickly the witch let go of the closet door to let it stay open, and reached her opposite hand up and rustled the curtains.
Then, quick as she could, she let go, reached back and swung the closet door closed with a loud snap.

There! That should do it!
Mwa ha ha ha haaaa

Her little heart had finally managed to slow back down from it's panicked race and her eyes had slowly begun to flag when she heard the faint rustle of curtains. She sat up and felt her heart speed up again, her little fingers were lost in the wealth of faux fur on Snowball the stuffed cat. Okay...okay if wind could open the closet then wind could make the curtains rustle...just one problem...her windows were closed, wind was not a likely suspect.

The closet door suddenly snapped closed and a terrifying scratching sound echoed from her carriage bed. Giana opened her mouth and let out a terrified little scream as every frightening fairy tale villain flashed through her head.




[+10 Fear]

Giana could hear the dolls falling, but luckily her little gauze curtains were covering her view of things outside of the carriage. She was safe in here, this carriage was enchanted and protected by fierce knights! That thumping noise was just brave knights fighting off creepy stuff...yeah...yeah...she was going to be okay.

Slowly her grip on Snowball eased up a bit, the poor stuffed cat hung limply in her arms. Giana knew she ought to just hide under the covers and try to sleep, but she couldn't. Slowly she reached out towards her curtains trying to summon the courage to pull them back and look at what was causing such creepy sounds.

Alright! The others were really working hard to get this Little Princess to really lose it! Already she'd given a nice little scream, so now it was time to try for that elusive turn on of the lights. The witch's fear meter was already climbing happily, so why not get it just a little bit more?
Quickly and as quietly as possible, the witch flicked out her cards and sent them toward the carriage. She'd managed it once before, but hopefully in conjunction with the curtains being pulled away, the dark, shadowy hands that reached for the little girl would be enough to frighten her.

Just to make doubley sure, the witch threw her head back and let out a high, keening cackle. Because it wasn't like she had practiced that. No, no she wasn't good at those sorts of things at all.
Oh who was she kidding, she was amazing and cackling. Belladonna was a very good witch, after all~

This little scareling was proving to be hard at getting to scream, not that Rosy mind. She like the ones who were not easy, it meant she just had to work alittle harder to get that fear in them. Seeing a student move towards the bed, followed by cards flying through the air, she found herself grinning. Blinking once as the howl came from the bookshelf, she slips out of the toy chest with a doll in hand.

Moving slowly towards the bed, she ducks slightly under it just near the entrance of the bed. With a loud scream, she threw the doll upwards at the bed entrance, so it hits the other side away from the scareling. She hope it would land just near the scareling and would be enough to scare her.

Holding her hands over her mouth so she wouldn't give herself away, Astra's shoulders shook with the effect to suppress her laughter. This was too much fun! She had to be careful though not to harvest to much fear, but at this rate it wouldn't be hard to accidentally go over her limits.

The scareling had returned to her carriage, and was now bundled up in it's blankets. Creeping out from under the bed, Astra reached in, taking a hold of one edge of the blanket, and pulled on it, quickly darting back to her own hiding place.