I feel like ranting.

A/N: Once upon a time, there was a precious little girl.
The precious little girl fell in love with a bear.
The bear showed the girl his affection by clawing at her face with his paws.
But the girl didn't mind. She loved the bear.
One day the bear fell in love with another girl.
The little girl didn't mind. She loved the bear.
One day, the bear ignored the girl.
The little girl kidnapped the other girl and the bear, and made him watch as she slowly tortured the other girl.
The other girl was horribly, horribly scarred from the inside-out, and this made the little girl laugh.
When the other girl finally died, the little girl had a tea party with her limbs.
She ignored the bear's cries, his screams.
Serves him right, she thought. Serves him right for ignoring me.
Finally, she glanced at the bear, grabbing the other girl's mutilated arm. The other girl's hand was clutching at the teapot.

When the bear begged to be killed, the little girl smiled and whispered,

"No."

It was a marvelous tea party.