Mighty White Peony p1

I've been getting increasingly disturbing letters and messages from Leanbox lately.  They've been ranging from petty scribbles to tear-stained threats, all written in the same style.  I've been trying to ignore them hoping they'd stop, but they've shown no signs of stopping.

"Blanc!  Blanc!  That creepy lady showed up again!"  Ram had come barging into my room again, getting hysterical over something she and Rom are up to.  I let her take me by the hand again and into the room she saw the imaginary scary lady.  I investigate the room all over, even going as far as to look under tables and opening the closet.  I look outside and see nothing but snowy plains and the sun slowly setting on the horizon.

"She was here just a minute ago, me and Rom both saw her in the window!"  In complete disbelief she started throwing things about  in hopes of finding her.  "Ram...you're taking this game a little too far now."  Ever since Vert and I have been seeing each other, I've noticed I don't get angry nearly as much as I used to when the twins act up.  Hm, taking out my aggression on her  probably has something to do with it.  No, I'm sure that the way we treat now has been changing me for the be-

"Blaaaanc!  You gotta find her and stop her before she does something!"  Ram's crying snapped me out of my thoughts and back to the task at hand.  She seems pretty determined to convince there's someone creeping about her, so maybe I should take this a little more seriously.  "Ok Ram, when exactly did this lady start showing up?"  "She started showing up a few days ago, when I first saw her she was sneaking around outside near your window."  She pulled a note out of her pocket and her voice started quivering a bit.  "She saw me and ran off, but dropped this note..."

I pulled it out of her hand and read it out loud, "Flatty home-wrecker!"  Crushing the note in my hand, I can't help but wonder where I've heard that before.  Before flying off the handle I take another look at the note and notice there was a little more to it.  At the bottom of it, there was a crudely drawn face sticking it's tongue out.  "What the hell is this!?"  At this point I was hoping it was some kind of joke, but after rereading it, the handwriting seemed familiar.

"Ram, go to your room and keep Rom company, I'll send Mina in there to watch over you as soon as I find her."  She silently nodded her head and immediately left.  It's nice that she finally listens to me the first time around, but it's a shame that it's under these circumstances.

I take a seat and gather my thoughts...whoever was sending these notes has been doing so for a few days.  That much is obvious, along with me being the one they're after, and they're willing to leave the twins alone.  "Lady Blanc, your mist-um, Lady Vert is trying to contact you."  At the mention of Vert, I heard something hit the roof.  Mina didn't seem to notice and carried on.  "She sounds really worried about something."  In an instant I leave my seat and snatch the phone from her hand.  "Mina, I need you to watch the twins for a while."  With a confused look on her face, she backed up and swiftly headed toward their room.  "Don't let them leave your sights either!"  I yell down the hall as I put the phone to my ear.

"Blanc!  Blanc!  Is Chika there with you?!"  "No, why the hell would she come here?"  Why would Chika of all people want to come to Lowee?  As far as I know, she isn't fond of me stealing her precious Vert from her.  She wasn't necessarily ok with the idea at first, but she was quiet and hardly vocal about it, but now...
More heavy noises came from the roof, leading towards the front entrance of the Basilicom.  "Chika has been acting really strange as of late..."  Hearing that raised the hairs on the back of my neck as the noise on the roof made a large thud, and stopped.  Shit, the front door probably isn't locked, I need to get to it before who I assume is Chika comes barging in.  As I get to the door, I finally see the hooded figure that Ram and Rom have been warning me about.  Before I get a chance to lock it properly, it turns around comes crashing at the door.

With a painful crash the figure slumped a bit before picking itself back up.  Repeatedly slamming the door, it showed it's face in the glass opening in center of the door.  I was greeted with bloodshot eyes, as their head reeled back and headbutted the glass.