• Dalli sat cross-legged in the middle of the abyss she had created for herself. She always creates abysses when she´s too upset or too glad to be herself. Usually, Dalli creates abysses when she´s too upset because she lives right next door to Hell, but this time was different. This time, she created her abyss because IT finally happened. Her wish finally came true. At long last, Joannie kissed her.
    Dalli closed her eyes, trying to regain her calm, indifferent composure while simultaneously getting her excitement out of her system. For three years, Dalli had been Joannie´s mentor in their gang/family Cross Bones. For three years, Dalli had sheltered, protected, and comforted Joannie when she had no one else to go to. Joannie´s house was worse than Dalli´s: Dalli´s parents only pretended to engage in life-threatening battles (because they were bored and needed something to "spice up" their marriage), but Joannie´s parents battle for real, mostly to the brink of Death.
    At one time, Dalli had even saved Joannie´s life: Joannie had had too much of everything she had to put up with-- the other kids teasing her because her skills were too raw, surprise bouts of depression, and above all, the on-going, constant battle between her mother and father-- and decided to end it all. She was just about to pull the trigger on the Soul-Extinguisher pistol her mother had hidden away in the bathroom when Dalli walked in, hoping to relieve herself.
    And for three years, Joannie had in turn become Dalli´s human (or human enough) pet. Joannie always admired and repected Dalli, and Dalli grew to love that admiration and respect. When she had earned it from the rest of the Cross Bone-Heads, she grew to love Joannie for admiring and respecting her first. Pretty soon, Joannie spent any spare time she could with Joannie, her beloved little human(oid) pet.
    Dalli opened her eyes and found that her heart was pounding. It was a strange sensation. Not even her worse nightmares could make her heart pound like this. She took big, deep breaths and her heart-rate returned to normal-- barely beating at all.
    Dalli stood up, stretching her limbs. She stepped out of her abyss, only one thought on her mind:
    Make Joannie mine.