Hooks Her

Roxanne could already see the familiar storyline fanning out in front of her like a butterfly’s wings. First, the mystery, then the anger. Katie had already reached the latter, meaning she was bound to get emotional and do something stupid at one point, and then she would strike.

Katie was already stalking around the garage, waiting for a sign. Roxanne procured her trusty remote again and activated her drone. But this time, it wasn’t the drone that had knocked poor Katie on her behind. It was a heavy-duty one.

Time to bring out the big guns. My viewers aren’t going to like childish pranks. Plus, Katie has been a bad girl. That’s no way to speak to an impressionable young person!

“Roxanne.” Katie snapped her back from her thoughts. “This isn’t funny anymore. I’ve had enough.”

Roxy was already maneuvering the drone through the corridors of the house. This one made an even larger noise due to its superior motor power and bulkier design. The difference was that it had a much greater payload capacity than before. She’d designed it herself. And even this wasn’t the most powerful of them. There was still a level upward that could really take Katie to new heights.

In the meantime, the drone entered the garage at speed. Katie didn’t look at it this time. She threw out a useless slap at it, which it dodged.

“Katie,” Roxanne sang in a taunting tone. “You still don’t see me?”

The simple distraction worked. Katie turned toward Roxanne’s voice for a moment, which she’d ensured made her position from behind the fake vent cover known.

“Ah-ha! There you are. Stop being… whaah!”

The drone’s lifting hook had hit its mark with ease. It grappled Katie by the scruff of her coat. Roxanne immediately thrust the control upwards, and the coat began to pull. Not enough to lift Katie off the ground, but enough to make her thrash around, trying to grab at the obstruction, but it was much too far away.

That hook wasn’t going anywhere.