And so, with the well-wishes of her innumerable fans, things have been turned over to...Arienne: Can it, narrator. This is
my story now and I'll be doing the storytelling.
Arienne: Phase one of the takeover is getting rid of my brothers.
Arienne: This came in stages. The first was their graduation. This was followed quickly by another step that I needed some lackeys to help out with...
Arienne: proposals. Marrying them off gets them taken care of and out of my hair. I had to suggest the idea of marriage to Tipton, but Lucien needed no prompting at all to propose. He is absolutely head over heels in love with Renae. He's a chump. She's a chump too. She has all that control over him and doesn't use it. Pathetic, really. Anyway, mom insisted that the boys have bachelor parties, so she invited some guests: mostly our aunts.
Arienne: Yes. Lamest party ever. I think the dancers were offended that they were invited. On the bright side, Aunt Berucca was rocking maternity wear that made her look like Raven from the Teen Titans, and Liam was there. He's not bad.
Arienne: Fast forwarding, we move on to the wedding night. At my suggestion, we did a double wedding. It saved time.
Arienne: Lucien moved in with Renae, and Angie moved in with us. I think it's because Pippin thinks she's lovely and wanted to give her a makeover.
Pippin: Hey!
Arienne: Nope, my story now. You don't get a turn. Anyway, fast forward again, and...
Arienne: So much for the makeover. Incidentally, Renae has also come down with a case of the pregos. But, getting back to what's actually important, this happened.
Arienne: Phase two, the girl with the world of potential becomes the woman in charge. Now we can move on to Phase three: finding a new place to sleep.
Pippin: Wait, are you heading to Liam's house?
Arienne: Yep.
Pippin: Isn't he a bit old for you...and married?
Arienne: The answer to both of those is: not anymore. Well, now that I have a place to rest my head at night, we move on to Phase four: securing the husband.
Pippin: Wait, Liam's not the husband choice?
Arienne: Nope.
Pippin: Hold on, isn't that Cara's husband?!?
Arienne: Not for long.
Arienne: ...and you know that Cara's never really appreciated you. She just treats you like you're some sort of possession.
Devin: wow, you're right, Arienne.
Arienne: Why don't you just come home with me tonight so you can have some space from your ex?
Devin: Good idea. You're so kind and caring.
Arienne: It's true. I'm basically a saint.
Pippin: Saint Ari, patron saint of home-wreckers. So, he sleeps over and awakens to...
Arienne: Oh, if I'd remembered you were here, I might have dressed more modestly.
Devin: You...I...that is...
Arienne: I know. Let's just not rush into anything simply because I'm so beautiful.
Pippin: And I now pronounce you man and wife. So, you realize you get to move into his house, but your inventories will be cleared out and all the items in the home will be sold and your family funds will be set to zero, right?
Arienne: Yes, I know there's a challenge for the newly crowned heiress. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to enjoy the benefits of completing Phase three.
Arienne: It's cool if I stay over tonight, right, Liam.
Liam: Of course, beautiful!
Pippin: So, you're leaving you poor husband alone to fend for himself in that big, empty house.
Arienne: Nope, he won't be alone. Being made penniless is suffering. That's why I let Cara stay in the house too.
She sleeps in luxury while her arch rival feels the loss and her new husband/Cara's ex-husband feels the wrath of the woman scorned. And thus we begin Lady Arienne's reign of evil.
