Fight or Flight

I have often asked Anif to grant me wings, so I could reach the squirrels, and the birds, and all creatures that would fit in my mouth. As is my due.

This is not what I had in mind...

I see Mother has been to the dollar store again. Well, maybe this isn't so bad. Maybe I'm a sprite. Or a fairy. QUEEN OF THE FAIRIES. Yes...

Behold Titaniafina.

I will swoop down on my enemies from above, delivering wrath and certain death. 

Lizards will fear me. Birds will offer themselves up to me as sacrifice. 

Squirrel populations will be decimated.

Voles, moles, and other vermin will vanish from this earth.

Um... what is this?

MOTHER, YOU HAVE GONE TOO FAR. 

Remove this synthetic hair from my precious head immediately! 

Great! Now I have been seen. Well... Beaker can probably be trusted to keep his mouth shut. Unlike Cricket. 

I will forgive you if you take this off before HE sees it.

Dammit.

This isn't over, Mother. I demand justice. 

I DEMAND YOU MAKE AMENDS.

That will do nicely.