When the Tiny Tyrants Take Over

Previously

…They walked home, their shadows stretching long and thin beside them. The quiet of Elm Street had settled back in, but it was a different kind of quiet now. It was a quiet filled with the echo of laughter, the hum of unspoken affection, and the exhilarating, slightly terrifying anticipation of their next adventure. For Drucilla and Sonya, the tiny tyrants might have been tamed, but the reign of their own brand of delightful chaos was far from over. And for the first time, both sisters knew that together, they could handle anything the world, or their neighborhood, threw at them. Even a horde of escaped hamsters. Or, perhaps, even a squirrel stampede.