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Nevermore rolled her sunset eyes and huffed. When their mother had called, she'd made it seem like she was only escorting Regality to the salon and home again. That was enough of favor in of itself, but Royal had shown up early with the filly in tow, "ready to spend the day with her big, beautiful sister." Nev had nearly slammed the door in their faces but acquiesced to the outing when her mother had given her "the look". She cursed under her breath that such a thing could still work on her even as an adult.

And now so here they were, on the way to the salon. The brat had already made Nev vow that if she ever had foals like her, she would smother them, but now she was reconsidering motherhood all together.

"Kid," she growled "We're on the way now. I just needed to make a quick stop to pick up something in the post office. We've been everywhere YOU wanted to go today." She said it pointedly, narrowing her eyes. She picked up her sister and sat her on the bench just outside of the post office and pointed to it. "Sit here. Stay here. Don't move. Stay. I will be back in a moment."

"THERES a look you don't see everyday!" A nasty tone cut through the day and bright pink filly trotted over to Regallity, looking smug. She flipped her blond curls out of her face and mockingly cooed. "Awww what's wrong your bratness?? Didn't get your way or something??" she made a pouty face and then started to laugh.



Nevermore kept glancing out the window to make sure that her sister was still where she sat her. She noticed the blonde and pink filly but thought they were just classmates.

"Next."

She sighed, there were at least three more phony in front of her. Oh well, at least it was quiet.

Posey squared her shoulders and walked closer, purring. "Funny, when you're crying like a baby, it doesn't have the same impact." She stopped in front of Regal, pushing back some of her curls from her shoulder. "So why are you crying your bratness?? Mommy say no? Oh, did Miss Glory not praise you for getting the answer right? Oh..Oh..I know!! Did Buttermint actually get a friend and stop paying you all of the attention??" She grinned wickedly. Usually the pink filly was on the other side of the barbs and before Regal, she was the prettiest girl in their class. It was so nice to finally put Regality in her place.



Another step forward and the mailman started talking with the next customer as he got out stamps. Nev began to glower at the postal worker, who swallowed hard after he caught her eyes and looked away quickly to avoid her gaze, but began to try and serve the stallion at his counter a bit faster and with less chit chat. Nev rustled her wings a little, looking away. Good, he got the message.

Posey was puffed with glee. Oh if she only had a camera, a video of her bratness sobbing would be all over the internet in a heartbeat and she'd never rule over the playground again. She opened her mouth to rub salt into the wound when she felt a small tug on her tail, like someone had stepped on it. She looked up, purple eyes blazing. "HEY WATCH THE T..." her words died in her mouth as she was nearly muzzle to muzzle with a crimson mare.

Nevermore's eyes flashed and flickered like fire. He face was relaxed, but her eyes burned holes into Posey's soul. Her maroon fur, already fluffy naturally, seemed even more on edge. Her black tipped wings, still folded, seemed larger. She stood over the filly, never letting the other break her gaze.

"Y..you're.." the pink filly squeaked breathily, legs quaking.

Nevermore smiled. It wasn't a pleasant smile or a happy smile. It was the smile of predator about to kill their prey.

"Excuse me.." she said in a voice that dripped sweet, thick venom. "Did you just make my little sister cry..?" the last word was hissed.

"I..I.." Posey stammered, the shaking from her legs now engulfed her whole body.

"Y..y..you're sorry?" Nevermore cooed, reaching down and every so gently brushing one of those blonde curls from the filly's face. With the very tip of her hoof, she tilted Posey's head down to face Regal. "Don't apologize to me little one, apologize to my sister....both of them." she growled slightly.

"I..I'm s..sorry.." Posey's eyes were almost as wide as head and tears glittered in them.

"Hnnnn?" Nevermore purred, leaning over, trapping and nearly drowning the filly in her long mint and coffee locks. "What was that?" her voice never lost that deadly honeyed tone.

"I..I'm sorry!!" the pink filly squeeked desperately. "I'm sorry about what I said about Buttermint and I'm sorry I made you c..cry.."

"There we go.." she lifted her head up, brushing her hair back into place. The mare slowly rounded on the foals, standing next to Regal. With the tip of her hoof under her chin, she tilted Posey's face back up to hers. "Now little one, if I ever, ever catch you upsetting any of my sisters again," she leaned close, her lips against the foal's ear. Out of Regal's earshot, Nevermore's voice was icy as death itself. "They haven't invented the words for what I will do to you and when I am done, there won't be a spec of you left to bury and mourn." She lifted her head up and smiled that smile again. "Do we have an understanding? Now run along, my sister and I are going to the salon."

Posey didn't need to be told twice. Blanched, quaking, and with fat tears running down her cheeks, she backed away from the siblings before tearing off faster then her little hooves had ever taken her.

And just like that, the heavy aura of death and danger dissipated. Nevermore rolled her shoulders and her wings stretched a bit, feathers smoothing back into place. She a resigned, bored look on her face. "Well, let's go kid. If we're lucky Noel will fit us both in, I could use a trim too I suppose."

Nevermore sighed, turned, and gave Regal a tiny rap on her head.

"Hey, just because we fought all day doesn't make you any less my sister." she said, slightly annoyed that that wasn't already obvious, duh. "I am the oldest of nine siblings and I look after each and every one of you, just like you were looking after Buttermint when Pinkie Puke was mocking her. We're not always going to get along, we're too much alike." A rare, small smile. "But we're family, and until you manage to completely cheese me off, you're ok in my book."

And with that, she turned on her hoof and started towards the Salon. "Besides, your hair won't ever be as great as mine. It's the mutant bits, makes it longer and thicker and better." she said in a sing song voice.