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Yea, you nod as a troubling thought begins to make itself comfy in between the sparse folds in your brain, it’s gonna suck, you preface, but she and the others are gonna have to keep a close eye on-
“Talbot… Mitzi… and Art.” Sybil interjects with a serious expression. “Don’t worry, Stanley–-I’ll watch each and every one of them… and I won’t hesitate for a second if they grow <span class="mu-i">unruly</span>.”
Uh-huh, you nod sarcastically, and does that include her <span class="mu-i">Artie-Wartie</span> t-
“<span class="mu-s">For. A. Second.</span>” She repeats with an even more stone faced expression than before. “We’ve come too far to let personal feelings get in the way, Stanley. Trust me.”
Uh, okay, you mutter in an apologetic tone, but wow, she answered that <span class="mu-i">really</span> quickly-
“When you’ve been burned as much as I have, Stanley, you learn to keep some ointment close at hand, to use a clumsy expression.” The Goth explains in an eerily-pleasant tone!
Well uh, you stammer, that’s… pretty much it, you guess…
“Excellent. Once more unto the breach, hm?”
Yea, well, you continue as you gently grab the retreating Goth by the shoulder, there <span class="mu-i">is</span> one more thing…
“Well… as long as it’s quick…” Sybil sighs with a hint of impatience, “There <span class="mu-i">is</span> a horde of skeletons on our tails an-”
Tackling your BFF into a surprise hug, you look up at her mildly-shocked, but not unhappy eyes and send a smile her way. <span class="mu-i">Thanks</span>, you mutter, for being such a great friend…
Staring at you for a few more moments, Sybil brings you closer into her embrace and lovingly pats the back of your head. “<span class="mu-i">Some</span>one has to look out for you…. ‘S only fair that I do it, given all you’ve done for me…”
Holding each other for another silent moment, the taller girl lets loose another sigh. “Not that I don’t appreciate this, Stanley, but if you don’t let go now I might start to cry, so…”
Oh! Yea, uh… okay! Letting your friend go, she gives you a warm smile before gesturing towards the door.
“Shall we? They’re helpless without us, after all!”
Yep, you nod, let’s get these cows a-moovin’...
>CONTD.
