Rain, Rain, come my way, wash these bloody tears away...

Fun with rich b!tches

“What do you like to do for fun?” Kadri asked Akina after school one day.
“Play nazi zombies on wii. Wanna come over later?”
“Uhm, sure, why not?” What’s a nazi zombie? Kadri thought.
lol
“So this is your house??” Kadri gasped. The outside was huge and gorgeous- it had black brick, huge ivory columns with red roses the color of fresh blood with what looked like zebra markings on them growing around them, and stained-glass windows depicting all sorts of African animals everywhere.
“Yeah. It’s a roof over my head. It’s all I need it for, y’know?” Akina said it like it was a cardboard box next to a dumpster in a dark alley. She walked in the huge redwood doors and looked behind her at Kadri, who was dumbstruck. “Well?”
“Oh!” Kadri snapped out of it and walked inside, her boot-heels clacking against the glacier-blue marble tile. She tried not to gape at the elaborate paintings, throw rugs and wooden wall panels.
“The game room’s this way.” Akina led her down a hallway and into a room filled with all manner of electronic entertainment systems- Dance Dance Revolution, shooter games, pinball, all three Playstations, both Xboxes, and every Nintendo and Sony systems ever made.
“Oh my gosh…we never had these kinds of things in Estonia.”
“Yeah? Well, most people don’t have them here in America, either. I’m just…”
“Rich?”
“Yeah.”
And they played DDR, Playstation, Nintendo, Xbox and pinball the rest of the afternoon.

So this is how it ends...

“So this is how it ends….” Kadri thought as she slipped for the thousandth time on wet snow. She had been running through the cold and lifeless forest in the country that was once her home, Estonia, for what seemed like days. Her blue-streaked black hair was almost frozen solid, and the once-thick eyelashes around her bottle-green eyes were reduced to brittle little lines, with only about four remaining.
She tried to get up, but he metal heels on her knee-high lace-up boots cracked and shattered. She fell on her face into a pile of cold wetness. If only her powers were of heat and not of ice, she could save herself. “If only Akina was here….” Her friend had fiery powers and could have saved her. She could feel the cold snow seep through her faux-fur skirt and cape, her arm-length gloves and broken boots. Her blood was cooling, congealing, freezing. Her lungs had stopped functioning properly hours ago, and she wheezed and sputtered with every half-breath. “I’m going to die here…” She couldn’t even remember how she had gotten here in the first place….
Suddenly Akina appeared in a burst of red flames.
“TRIBAL DANCE POWERS!!” She yelled, and zebra-printed flames shot from her heels and upraised hands, melting every drop of snow and thawing Kadri.
“Akina…you-you saved…my life!” Kadri sputtered. Her lungs had started to operate properly again, and she could feel herself warming up.
“Duh. What else are friends for?” Akina smiled, her brown-black hair shining in the light from her powers. “Now c’mon, Kadri. We’re goin’ home.”