Title: A Dish best Served Hot!
Characters: A girl who will remain nameless and another character who will also remain nameless. Both originals~
Quietly, she approached the locked door that guarded her target. Carefully, she unraveled the hairpin she had so painstakingly rummaged for and placed it in the lock's weakness, a small hole that contained the turning mechanisms. Careful, careful! She agonized silently as she twisted the pin. Slowly, gradually, the lock began to turn. It wasn't long before an all too quiet yet satisfying click reached her ears. The door was unlocked; it was time to deliver retribution upon her victim.
With almost ninja like skill, she opened the door just enough for herself to slide in undetected. Now she could see her target, though they couldn't see her. Silently, she took a step towards her weapon of choice, a metal cord that hung from a porcelain tank. Her heartbeat raced as she grasped a hold of the instrument. Okay, let's do this. She took in a deep breath, held it, then quickly released it as she pulled on the cord. Within seconds, a blood curdling scream could be heard all throughout the house as steam filled the once locked room. The young girl walked from this fog of misfortune, a grin displayed triumphantly.