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NoxidamXV β What Happens When You Keep Secrets...
Published: 2014-01-27 23:22:32 +0000 UTC; Views: 3200; Favourites: 30; Downloads: 4
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Captain Pete: *looks around the corner and sees Anne-Marie, waiting for her to turn the corner. As soon as she did, he reached his hand out and grabbed the baker by the hair* Surprise, mousy!Anne-Marie: *nearly screams as her hair was caught by the Captain of the Royal Musketeers* OW! What the--?! *her eyes widen as she sees her sudden captor* C-Captain Pete? What do you think you're doing? Please let me go, I have a delivery to make!
Captain Pete: *cackles and pulls higher, lifting her up to eye length* Oh ho, not so fast. I'll be making the delivery tonight, sweet cheeks. And I know something you don't.
Anne-Marie: And--Ow! W-What's that?
Captain Pete: *grins* Hm. What happens when you keep secrets like yourself for this long. Know what that is, madam? *lifts her closer, his grin turning into a sneer* You end up alone.
*starts walking off, still holding his grip on her hair* You're coming with me.
Anne-Marie: What? Hey!! L-Let me go!! Help!
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Ok, I got inspired to make a "before" or "previous" pic of my friend 's part of a trade, "You're Coming With Me" As seen here... nomi-lewa.deviantart.com/art/Y⦠And I just got inspired like that. Hope y'all like!
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Anne-Marie: *she screams as her hair was pulled again, but since he pulled it a lot when he dragged her to the dungeon, her scalp had somehow became numb*
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Pete : Pathetic " he points the tip of his sword on her chin digging deeper"Β
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Anne-Marie: *she grunts as she slowly reaches down and to her garter, grabbing her pistol from beneath it, aiming it at him*
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Pete : This is goodbyeΒ
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Anne-Marie: I guess you could say it is, yes. *as she yes, she pulls the trigger*
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Brady wakes up . His vision is still blurry but he seems to be on a bed.Β
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Goofy: Hm? Oh, hey there! You're up!
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Brady : ugh what happened ?
Sorry gotta go to bed talk to ya tomorrow
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((Kk))
Goofy: Well, gawrsh, a-hyuck! Pete stabbed ya at the Opera was about to kill the Princess until sweet Anne offered up her life for the princess's.
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Brady : no no no ! She can't be dead ! I love her !Β
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((I already replied. 
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Bern : What- What ?!?!No no no no no ! She can't be dead! She can't ! Not like this, I loved her !Β
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Goofy: *he giggles* Well, gawrsh, feller. I didn't say she was dead!
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Brady : where is she ? I gotta " he tries to get up but falls back groaning " " Bonnie comes into the room without her cape and mask "Β
Bonnie : Easy Brady calm down you're hurt .Β
" she comes up to him and holds his face then she slaps him hard "
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Brady: Ouch! Bon, what'd ya do that for? *he groaned, placing his hand over his cheek quickly, his pain a little more unbearable, due to the stab he got from Pete*
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Bonnie : That's for scaring me ! YOU could have DIED ! " tears wear visible in her eyes "Β
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Brady: *he notices and starts to feel a little bad, then he leaned up and gave her a hug* Sorry, Bonnie.
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Bonnie : " sob " y.. You idiot ! "Sob " stupid ! " sob "Β
" Bern comes in . His leg is tied with a rag and a few bruises are visible on his face from punches . Behind him Brice comes in with his arm tied with a rag . "Β
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Brady: *looks at Brice and Bern and waves to them* 'Ello, guys... Wow, Bern. Ya look beaten pretty bad, from Ducky's hits.
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Bern : s..shut up ! You're even worse ! Look at you , you can't even get out of bed !Β
Brice : Oi , if it wasn't for Anne you wouldn't even be here ! Thanks to her , we are all saved .Β
Bonnie : . Bern ... Why are you wearing dress ?Β
Bern : all the men's outfits were to big for me so they gave me girl clothes "blushes " . Why does this keep happening to me ?!?!
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Brady: *chuckles until he felt pain in his stomach again, Whig made him grunt* Where... Ouch... Where is Anne?
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Bern : " stops blushing " Oh she's in the next room over . She's really tired with her fight with Pete . He left a few marks on her .
Bonnie. : if she didn't act fast then her spine mite have broken from the massive kicks Pete gave her.
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Brady: *Hearing his description about what Pete did, his expression turned to a angered boil* Pete... That nasty, vile, son of a-- Ack! *he grunted*
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Bern : " he comes closer to feel Brady's wound " I think we need to change the cloth now . Bonnie ! Get a wet cloth
Bonnie : " nods and runs out of the room "
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Brady: ... Ah, that's gonna be a whole world o' pain...
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Bern : don't worry I'll make feel allll better " smiles sweetly Β on purpose"
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Brady: ... Bloody hell... Just get it over with...
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Bern : " chuckles "Β
Bonnie runs in with a wet cloth . Bern snatches it away and begins taking off the old one . At first he peels it off carefully but when it gets to Brady's skin he tears it off savagely .Β
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Brady: *as the cloth was ripped from his skin, he screamed like he was brutally attacked* BLIMEY, BERN!!
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Bern : that's for forcing me into Pete's office .Β
" he continues the ripping "Β
Bern : that's for hitting me on the head .Β
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Brady: OK, OK!! You made your BLOODY point!!! *he yelled, the excruciating pain striking him like a paddle with spikes*
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Bern : hah . " he finished peeling . His voice turns bitter sweet again " Now time for the new one ~ " he slams the new cloth on the wound making it sting "Β
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Brady: *all that escaped his lips was a pained hiss, making him glare at the smaller cross-dressed Beagle*
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Bern : finished ! " he sighs in exhaustion then collapses on top of the bigger beagle ." I do admit you are pretty soft Brady .~ I wonder why didn't I sleep on top of you all this time . Β
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Brady: *his face turns completely red then pushed Bern off next to him* Yeah, whatever, Shorty...
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Bern : stop calling me that ! Anne is practically the same size as me !Β
" suddenly the doors open and Anne steps in "Β
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Brady: *he sits up quickly when he sees her and smiles* Anne!
Clarabelle: *steps in behind Anne and places a hand on her shoulder* She's still a little hurt from Pete's attacks, but she insisted on coming in here.
Anne-Marie: *she looks at Brady, her eyes a little red and glossy from being wet*
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Bern : glad your okay . This guy has been whining about not seeng you and it was really annoying .Β
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Brady: *he glares at Bern from the side, but then chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his head*
Anne-Marie: *she said nothing for a few minutes, and silence filled the air. Until that silence was shattered like glass when she ran to him and jumped, wrapping her arms around him as silent sobs were heard* B...Brady... You could've... D-Died...
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" Brady blushed and wrapped Β his arms around Anne pulling her into a tight embrace " Brady : I would die only for you .Β
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*The baker tightened her hugging grip on him, never wanting to be away from him again.*
Anne: I... *sniff* I remember what you said... At the Opera...
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Brady : " blushes " I did mean it . You mean the world to me Anne . I always loved you from the first time we met .Β
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Anne-Marie: *her eyes widen as tears began to swell in her eyes, shutting them as her cheeks grew rosier* I... I love you too.
Clarabelle: Awww~.
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Bern : eh guys , I'm right besides you you know ... And it's kinda awkward being hugged between two people .
" both of them realize Bern was right between them , they were hugging him and squishing him all this time "Β
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Anne-Marie: *she quickly pulls away from the hug and gives Bern some room* Oh! *she wiped her tears away quickly* I'm sorry, Bern...
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Bern : no problem . So what do we do now ? I mean do me and the twin get to go back on the streets . Now that we don't have a boss are we gonna be beggars again ?
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Anne-Marie: *the description kind of gotten to her and she had an idea* Now, hold on. Maybe it doesn't have to be that way, Bern.
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Bern : wha-?Β
Brice: " his eyes go wide " Oi, what do ya mean ?
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