No Strings Attached (Sequel to Puppets)

Piper

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[15]//PIPER//

Once they were released, the first thing Piper did was go to Bianca.

Well, actually, she showered and changed and dried her hair, and then she went to Bianca, but those were just harmless details.

She trudged through the snow, passing the L team cabin, which she planned to visit on her way back. Why not find out everyone's secrets? It would be fun, and sure, maybe the power was going to her head, but she would be fine.

She rapped on the door with her fist, and Bianca promptly opened it with a small smile. "Come on in!" She said cheerfully, bustling over to the coffee machine. "Peppermint tea?"

Piper unzipped her thick jacket, placing it on the back of her chair, her hat, gloves, and scarf with it. "Sure, thanks." She answered, taking a seat.

Bianca's back was turned to her as she made the tea. "So, I heard about what happened. Rachel visits, scars you each in one place, writes a word on everyone's right leg with a knife, chops my sister's hair off, and cuts her throat." She said calmly.

Piper absentmindedly traced over the scar on her arm. "Sounds about accurate," she mused.

"So, why'd you come down here?" Bianca asked, passing a steaming mug of tea to Piper, who thanked her quietly. "I assume it's not for a casual chat?"

"Unfortunately, that's not the case." Piper sighed. "I wanted to inform you about Rachel, Annabeth, Lacy, and ask how the meeting drop in was."

"For starters, Annabeth. I heard about Lacy... but what is Annabeth's verdict?" Bianca questioned, hands wrapped around her mug.

"Ten years, top security prison." Piper answered, sighing.

"Are you sure she didn't do it?" Bianca questioned.

"Positive." Piper responded with a small frown.

"Some people are extremely good at pretending," Bianca murmured. "Especially Angelica Banido."

"Who's Angelica Banido?" Piper inquired curiously. Bianca gave her a lopsided grin before rushing into her other room. She sat at the table, close to amused, sipping her tea. About ten minutes later, a girl walked out of the room.

She had shoulder-length caramel hair, and a slouchy posture. She was wearing an emerald green plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and white jeans with combat boots. Her grey-green eyes were heavily accented with winged eyeliner and accompanied by bright red lipstick. "Hi," she said, with a hint of a southern drawl. "I'm Angelica Banido, but you can call me Angie."

Piper's eyebrows knitted together, confused. "Bianca?"

"The one and only," Bianca-as-Angelica drawled.

"Is that an-"

"Anagram of Bianca Di Angelo? You betcha." She said with a wink.

"Okay, for starters, drop the accent." Piper said with a singular raised eyebrow. Bianca-as-Angie fake pouted.

"Over my dead body." She refused, laying it on even thicker. "Right, now listen up, this is what happened at the meeting. I'm quite the insomniac, so I was just walking around when I realized I couldn't get into my dorm. So I wandered over to the basketball courts, and what d'ya know, Gwen and Silena were chatting! Course, I hid round the corner for a bit listening in on their debate of whether or not to overthrow the L Team, but I decided to drop in for a visit! Walked in on 'em, they were like deer in headlights, I tell ya! So they said they couldn't sleep, so I asked what was wrong and they just questioned if I'm in the younger grades! Like, I asked them a question, and they don't even answer properly!"