Cosette Grey Must Die (o2Cosette)

[Addison Grey]

The camera zooms in on what looks to be a sandbox in the middle of the ring. As it zooms out, you begin to see a sand castle, then a tiny sand angel, which looked to be imprinted by a five year old, then...you see a shoe. A purple plaid Converse shoe, with white socks which seemingly seem to be going up to her knees. As the camera continues to zoom out, you noticed purple plaid overalls...which eventually leads up to Addison Grey's face. She has a smile going from ear-to-ear, and she looks to be spreading her index finger throughout the middle of the sand box. You don't see what she's exactly doing, as the camera continues to stay focused on Addison's many facial expressions.

Sticking out her tongue, Addison looks to be in deep concentration. Her eyebrows often giving you the expression that she's in deep-thought, wondering how to perhaps spell or word, or what comes after "i" in the alphabet. Starting to hum, she begins to nod her head to the beat, seemingly dancing with her shoulders, as suddenly she jumps up! And places her sandy hand on her chin, glaring at her work proudly. Looking around, she sees the camera zooming in at her face, as she childishly walks up to the camera person, forcefully takes the camera, and makes it focus on her work in the sandbox. "Look it Cosette," she says with a childish accent in her voice, "Isn't pwettyfull?"

As the camera goes into focus, the words "COSETTE GREY MUST DIE!" looks to be spelled out in the middle of the sandbox, with Addison's innocent laughter being picked up by the camera she's holding on her shoulder.

[Cosette Grace]

Well that's just wonderful isn't it?

After being around Addison so much for so long the word unexpected wasn't in her vocabulary any more.

I suppose we've had a fairly long string of nice, simple tag matches now, haven't we? I guess she had to decide to kill me again at some point. *sigh* Alright.

At least she wouldn't have a boring night. Cosette was starting to appreciate that and she'd probably like it even more once she was sure Addison wasn't actually going to try and kill her. Now time to figure out what caused all this. She walks down to the ring in her Addison gear, t-shirt glasses and all and sits down just outside the sandbox.

Cosette Grey must die? That isn't very nice. I'm too young and dare I say too attractive to die. Plus, I didn't do anything to you.









Did I?

[Addison Grey]

"DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO ME?!" Addison screams at the top of her lungs as she lunges the camera at the unsuspecting camera person, and begins to pull on one of her own pig tails. "You don't understand do you Cosette? Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you?" She then walks up to Cosette with an evil glint in her eyes, looking up at Cosette's face. "Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you?" She then pulls on both her pigtails and jumps up and down frantically. "DOYOUDOYOUDOYOUDOYOUDOYOU?" Snapping her fingers, she pulls herself away, continuing to pull on her hair. "I just don't get it, I just don't understand it, how can MOMMY like YOU more then ME?!" She pushes the camera person down as he was trying to get back up, and takes the camera again, looking into the lense. "MOMMY. WHY AREN'T I YOUR FAVORITE? WHY CAN'T YOU TAG WITH MEEEEEEEE?" She throws the camera back down, landing on the camera man's stomach, and looks at Cosette again. "What did you do? What have you done? Mommy is supposed to LOVE ME, not YOU!"

[Cosette Grace]

Gulp.

Strange that Cosette completely forgot Addison was capable of things like this. Everything had been so... well normal wasn't the word for so long. Cosette stood up to face Addison realizing this was fast becoming serious business.

She loves both of us equally. She has to, she doesn't want us to write tell-all books when we grow up. I didn't do anything to make her love me more. Honest! Why would you say something like that?

[Addison Grey]

Addison turns her back towards Cosette as she looks down at her shoes, "What are you SCHOOPID!" Her face a glaring red, she turns back around, not looking like the most pleasing of people as she marches back up to Cosette again. "Well, I don't know sister," she begins rather calmly, "I don't know...perhaps it's because SHE'S GIVING YOU ADVICE, or maybe that she's ALLOWING YOU TO TAG WITH HER...or maybe it's because I SAW YOUR BIRTHDAY PRESENT, AND IT WAS BIGGER THEN MINE FROM LAST YEAR?!" Fuming, she takes a couple deep breaths to calm herself down. Taking one last deep breath, she gives Cosette a friendly smile. "Nothing against you wonderful sister, but I'm afraid if I want to gain mommy's love back, I have to take you out of the probleemz. K? K? K? K? K? K? KKKKKKK? KAY?!"

[Cosette Grace]

She just smiled.

So my present's pretty big, is it...?

Cosette really needed to prioritize here.

Now let's not get hasty. You don't have to take me out. You can tag with mother all you want, we can bring out some opponents for you two right now. Or maybe I can just say I'm sorry and we can agree to share her better. We can get ice cream later. Stop me if any of this sounds good...

[Addison Grey]

Ice cream...ice cream....ice...cream....ice.....Addison shook her head to get the thought out of her head. Now wasn't the time for ice cream! It was time for REVENGE. REEVEEEEENGEE. Holding up her left index finger, she pats Cosette on the nose...well, at least tried too. "NO, NO, NO, NO, NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She put her hands on her own face, and slid them down, to help clam her nerves. She really, really, really, really wanted ice cream right now. "COSETTE GREY MUST DIE, AND THAT'S THE END OF IT." She jumps herself into the sandbox, and begins sticks her hand into the sandcastle pulling out...pulling out...pulling out...a knife.

But not just any knife.

No, no, no, knives made out of metal are for sissies.

This knife was awesome.

AWESOME.

This knife was made by Mattel plastic, the same as her Barbie dolls.

Laughing hysterically, she holds the knife up in her hand, and points at Cosette's face. "TONIGHT. YOU. DIE. TONIGHT I GET MOMMY'S LOVE BACK!" She then jumps up from the sandbox, sand flying everywhere, and begins to dart towards Cosette's stomach.

[Cosette Grace]

Wha....?

Before she could finish that thought Cosette was doubled over and falling down to the ground on her back. Addison was now in her guard coming down with the knife on her chest, throat and face. It was pure chaos as Cosette tried to swat those thrusts away and get back up.

Quit it! Come on stop that's very annoying.

Seriously, this won't kill me you know. Your puny weapon can't do a thing to mighty warrior Cosette. You should stop now before I get cross.

[Addison Grey]

"Mighty warrior Cosette?" Addison stops, questioningly as she fails to see any blood on Cosette, on the wrestling mat, or on herself. This didn't make sense. KNIVES KILL PEOPLE. Utterly confused, she jumps off, and crawls into the corner, trying to make sense of this. Cosette...a mystical being? Cosette...someone who can't get hurt? Cosette...the next Xena Warrior Princess? Or better yet...the next JIM HELLWIG? --wait, Jim Hellwig doesn't legally exist--or better yet, THE NEXT 'ULTIMATE' WARRIOR?! Throwing the plastic knife into the crowd, and looking rather freighted, she gets up from her seat on shaky knees. "I--I--I--I must prove my love to our m-m-m-m-other!" Trying to look determined, she slowly walks over to the almighty warrior that is Cosette Grace, and points a finger at her...well, compared to Addison, giant body. "I WILL PROVE I'M THE BETTER DAUGHTER. I will...OVERCOME your...mighty-powerful-awesome-quality-wicked-warrior-ness, and WIN! WIN! WIN!"

[Cosette Grace]

Cosette makes it back to her feet laughing a bit on the way up.

Excuse me, that knife just tickled me so.

If you'd really like to see who's better I suppose we can, sis but I'm afraid I'm going to show why mummy and not to mention the goddess Athena chose me as their champion. We will do battle but don't worry afterwards I'm sure mother will still love you...

on some level.

She gives her a nice, “Nyah, nah, I'm the favorite” smirk.

[Addison Grey]

Addison on the verge of throwing a tantrum, jumps up and down on the wrestling mat, as she couldn't stand this attitude coming from her beloved sister. Turning around, and kicking the turnbuckle corner behind her gave her the idea that she liked the hurting of inanimate objects, and began punching it as well. Eventually, she grew bored of it. Huffing and puffing, she turns back around, her face a beet red. Just looking at Cosette was setting her off. "RAAAAAAAAAAH!" she screams, tearing away at her now messy hair, and plops into the sandbox, more sand flying to the outside of it.

Sitting cross-legged, and her arms crossed around her torso, she gave Cosette a cold stare, her eyebrows making a "V" shape. "MOMMY LOVES ME MORE!"

[Cosette Grace]

Cosette just looks off in the other direction head far above the concerns of these mere mortals, until she goes over to rub it in one more time.

We'll just have to see about that won't we?

[Addison Grey]

"AAAAHHHH~" Addison screams from the top of her lungs as she makes more of a sandy mess inside the ring. Under gritted teeth, "ISWEARSISTERIMGONNAKILLYOU."