244. Slap My Ass and Call Me Amy
“Tell me about your dad. What's his deal? I hear he's single?” Amy tries to start off the conversation with typically “girl-talk” sort of subjects, relationships, romance, that sort of thing. From there, she figures she can transition into getting the information she needs.
Stacy's eyes narrow to slits and Amy can feel a sea change in the room, like Stacy's earlier mood swing, but in reverse.
“Oh, so that's it, is it? You're trying to marry my daddy and get his money? Trying to get in with me to get to him? Well, you're not the first to try to use me, but I hope you're the last gold-digging WHORE who tries to seduce daddy!” She stands up, her nostrils flare, she gets into Amy's face.
Amy tries to defuse the situation, “No, no, I didn't mean, I mean, what I meant was-”
“I KNOW WHAT YOU MEANT!!” Stacy screeches, “YOU MEANT THAT YOU WANT TO MARRY DADDY AND BECOME MY NEW MOM!! WELL, YOU'LL NEVER BE MY NEW MOM, NOBODY IS MY MOM EXCEPT MOM, NOT YOU, NOT SHANNON, NOBODY!!!”
If she weren't screaming so loudly that Amy's ears are ringing, Amy might have taken interest in that last bit of information. As it is, all Amy can do is look bewildered and scramble to think of a way out of this.
“Um, er, you see, ah...”
“SHUT UP, YOU BITCH!!!”
With that last word, Stacy slaps Amy across the face. Now, ordinarily a slap across the face stings. It hurts the pride a lot more than the body. In this case, a slap from Stacy at full power propels Amy across the room. Amy crashes through the wall, leaving an Amy-shaped hole, arms and legs spread wide. Unfortunately, the walls of this house are solid stone and the force of crashing through them has liquified Amy's innards.
Looks like Stacy's dad is a sensitive subject, huh? Maybe try a different approach next life.
Amy is in no condition to continue this adventure or her life.