Title: Mohammed, My Friend
Challenge: Tori Amos
Characters: the shadowplay girls, with a mention of Anthy if you squint
Word Count: 154
"EXTRA! EXTRA! EXTRA!"
"Mohammed, my friend, it's time to tell the world! We both know it was a girl back in Bethlehem."
"Was it really? That was an awfully long time ago."
"Don't you remember? On that fateful day when she was crucified she wore Shiseido red, and we drank tea by her side."
"That does sound familiar. I must have forgotten."
"It had to be a girl, you know. It's always a girl, when things go wrong. And things were going very, very wrong."
"But afterwards they started going right. It's always a boy, when things go right."
"Ah, but only a girl could die for all of the sins in the world."
"That's true. Boys seldom manage to die for even one or two."
"ASHRE! ASHRE! ASHRE! If I lose my crackerjacks at the tidal wave, I got a place in the pope's rubber robe."
"Mohammed, my friend, I'm getting very scared."