The plan had worked, and far better than the girl could have ever imagined it would. In fact, she dared to think it had been
flawless. Sonnet jumped, a shrill screech escaping her, and then promptly turned on her heels to run as fast as her little body would carry her.
Pan hadn’t meant to physically hurt her sister earlier, but this? Well, it was rather funny.
The girl couldn’t help but to laugh, before striking a little victory pose and beginning what felt like a rather accomplished trek back home, head held high. While she’d finally accomplished that independence she had wanted, all of the running had been tiresome. A nap sounded nice, now.
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